OK, so it may have been my own fault that I was too tired to do much of anything yesterday but sit around and drink coffee. I admit I stayed up too late the night before, but I had a good excuse, at least for part of the time. Remember I'm a hockey fan and Wednesday night was the first game in the Stanley Cup finals. It went into triple overtime.
But that wasn't the end of the night for me. Oh no!
When you have a large pack of dogs you must master many jobs. You learn to cook healthy meals and treats and to read ingredients from processed dog foods and treats. You learn to recognize and treat various injuries and illnesses. You learn to recognize which ones need professional treatment. You learn the signs and symptoms of illnesses you never heard of before and can barely spell and how to deal with them. You learn the basics of grooming and how to bathe an uncooperative dog. You learn about types of collars and harnesses and which ones work in which situations. You learn about training and you learn to soothe and comfort dogs who need special attention.
Miss Sydney had gotten out of her chair and come to see what Morgan was barking at. When she got up, Noah climbed into her chair so when she went back her place was occupied. She started whining.