Ugh! I forgot my phone at home…I feel lost. It crazy how
much of a routine I’m in and don’t even realize it on a day to day basis. It’s
crazy that at the times I know I talk to people…I feel odd as the time passes
by. Yes it is only 9:34 A.M but by now I’ve already talked to Ralph, My mom and
Sandra. Possibly texted Crystal and called Sonia back. I would have also
listened to my voice mail and shot off another text to Ralph…just so he really
knows how much I miss him…I might even toss in a I’m an idiot SORRY! I
was so mean to him last night.
Let me give you the scenario. It is really quit comical now
that it’s over with. Ralph took Josh out to potty before we went to bed…then he
took Sam (our Puggle) when he came inside he said Sam was “mean.” As he began
to tell me how Sam had picked up a toad and tossed him. Then he said it must
have tasted bad because Sam was spitting/sticking his tongue out. I felt so bad
for the frog that I had Ralph get a flashlight and we went outside to check on
him. The frog/toad was fine and hopping around, no puncture wounds and seemed
rather happy! So I went back inside, Ralph went upstairs to bed and I finished watching
the last ten minutes of my show. For some reason I typed in “My dog picked up a
toad with his mouth” in the Google bar of my ipad. BAD IDEA!!! There was page
after page about how toads are poisonous to dogs if they pick them up. That the
dog will DIE do to the poison in their mouth from the toad and start foaming
and having convulsions…Not lying here is the Link!
So I walked RAN upstairs barged through the bedroom
door yelling something along the lines of “Sam is going to Die” and if he does “I
will Never forgive you” “Why weren’t you watching him!?!” “We need to go to
Tufts!!” I think I threw in a swear here and there. Yes-it was bad! So I
followed the steps from the internet and washed out his mouth for ten minutes.
After my frantic episode of trying to save my ailing dog (whom might I add was
eating his food, playing with Josh and waiting for cookies). I began to slowly
realize that he may not be dying. As I read further and saw that these types of
Toads are not found around here….I felt stupid! It was too late the damage had
been done; I might have also…just maybe told Ralph I hated him. Oops. Forgive
Me?? He did.
I don’t think I handle scary situations well. I always use
to be able to…that is until I almost lost me little dog Joshua twice! He
survived but this Mama is scared all the time. I hate it; I hate feeling like
something bad is going to happen to them all the time. I miss the care free
days when you thought there was no Sadness in the world, when pets didn’t die…they
just went to live on a farm!
These kinda carefree days....
But the harsh reality is one day I will….I can’t finish that
sentence. I don’t want to ever lose my dogs…like I said in my {time capsule} I
wish both my dogs were bit by Vampires and Live FOREVER!!