Trial By Fur

As you know, my dog is sick. He’s gotten loads better but he’s still not 100%. Last night was one of those nights where he made that very clear.

It was at about 4:30 am, when I was holding and petting him until he’d stop whining, that I realized this is what I’ll have to look forward to in a few months. Being awakened out of a dead sleep at 2am by incessant, loud cries, trying 40 different things to make the crying stop, and ending with laying next to the crier, praying they’ll either fall asleep or learn English so they can just tell you what the hell is wrong.

I have never really had to be around any child under 1 longer than a few hours. Diaper changing is foreign to me. It was something someone else did in a room far, far away. In the past week, I’ve learned not only how to diaper a dog trying to crookedly run away from you, but also rig a double disposible + cloth diaper hookup that I can get down twice a day, in less than 3 minutes. I’ve mastered the half-asleep walk with a medication syringe full of water in one hand and a bowl of water in the other - depending on whether or not he feels up to doing it himself. I’ve gotten down not kicking violently everytime he whines in the middle of a great dream. I’ve even learned to not want to slaughter him after the second hour of trying everything to calm him down.

At least I can say I’m going into this not entirely blind. I’ve got a taste of what to expect and it sucks.

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