Worrying about WWIII? Yah, I am. Worried about all the protests and how many illegals are currently in the US? Uh huh. Watching a video clip of a caver being squeezed through a crack like a tube of toothpaste? I couldn’t even stand to watch it!
But what’s REALLY got my anxiety pegged is…
I have to take 2 dogs to the vet today at the same time. One is a psycho and the other bites. Dharma gets to stay home this time around:
It’s embarrassing how poorly behaved my dogs are.
Merida has always been — and will probably always be — unable to control herself.
Merida gets wound up so tight and it’s impossible to get her to calm down. If she was a human, she’d be in therapy and on drugs. Instead, she just makes me crazy. Whip smart, she thinks it’s her job to control the entire household. She’s #1 on the vet list for tomorrow.
Hugo has fear aggression and may need a muzzle to see the vet.
Taking two dogs at once, I’ll need help managing them once inside. I know they’ve told me they’ll assist once I’m there and that’s fine with Merida… just not so great with the evil one.
This little guy is half the weight of Merida and Dharma, but he’ll need 10 times the attention of them both put together when he’s around others. He’s decent on a leash though.
Wish me luck and stay tuned for the details tomorrow. 😬
Now you know: Bruce Lee was only 32 years old when he died from a brain edema after not being able to be woken up from a nap.