{"id":4551,"date":"2012-05-28T08:38:24","date_gmt":"2012-05-28T12:38:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/?p=4551"},"modified":"2012-10-03T17:52:54","modified_gmt":"2012-10-03T21:52:54","slug":"the-foster-chronicles-tulip-week-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/2012\/05\/28\/the-foster-chronicles-tulip-week-9\/","title":{"rendered":"The Foster Chronicles: Tulip, Week 10"},"content":{"rendered":"

If you’re new, the Tulip Chronicles start here<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Day 1<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tulip whines to go out at 3:30am. At 6:00, she turns her nose away from her breakfast and yorks twice on the door mat.<\/p>\n

While I’m at work, she escapes from her kennel, natch, but she’s real sheepish—she won’t even look at me when I let her outside. She didn’t act guilty the other times she’s gotten out of the kennel…? I go back inside and find a red, gelatinous poop on the floor of the spare bedroom. I email the foster organization to see if I should take her to the vet.<\/p>\n

Day 2<\/strong><\/p>\n

The org emails me back to say they’re sending me some medicine and I should let them know if it gets worse.<\/p>\n

Day 3<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tulip upchucks on my bedroom floor at 3:30am. I can’t get back to sleep. I’m getting a tiny peep into what it’s like to have an infant.<\/p>\n

The medicine arrives, or I should say, the medicines<\/strong>\u00a0arrive—three of them: an antibiotic, an anti-diarrheal, and one for upset tummy. I shoot the pink liquid down her throat. She’s not super-stoked about that. But I give her the other ones smeared in peanut butter. Those go down easier.<\/p>\n

We walk in circles. I give treats for sitting. She really does not want to sit unless she’s pretty goddamn positive I’m about to give her a treat.<\/p>\n

Day 4<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tulip asks to go out at 4:00am. I sort of go back to sleep after.<\/p>\n

When I arise at 6:00, I discover that my tell-tale “you’re about to get a cold” sore throat has revved itself up in the night. When Amy doesn’t get enough sleep, Amy gets a cold. Every goddamn time. Boo. I’m irritable. I don’t want to go to work. I can’t go to the gym. And I may have to cancel the date I have scheduled for tomorrow night.<\/p>\n

After work, it seems Tulip is responding to the medicine! Her poops are of a reasonable viscosity.<\/p>\n

We don’t walk in circles. I’m too goddamn tired.<\/p>\n

Please, oh please, let her sleep through the night.<\/p>\n

Day 5<\/strong><\/p>\n

She doesn’t sleep through the night. But she does escape her crate during the day and sleep all day in my bed again.<\/p>\n

I’m officially sick. I cancel my date.<\/p>\n

Day 6<\/strong><\/p>\n

I do a dog shuffle at 6:00 (everybody outside and back in, in turns) and go back to bed until 9:30. Tulip’s been in the crate all night, so I leave her loose in the spare bedroom. She craps on the floor during that time. Totally worth it. I needed the sleep.<\/p>\n

Even though it’s sunny and Saturday, Tulip and I are lounging on the couch in the late afternoon watching Game of Thrones<\/em>.\u00a0Out of nowhere, she starts uh-ggg<\/em>ing. I pitch her off the couch, but I know we’re not going to make it outside. Gaaaak<\/em>, right on the floor.<\/p>\n

Man. I thought the meds were working. Poor little Tulip.\u00a0I wonder at what point I give up on the meds and take her to the vet.<\/p>\n

Day 7<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tulip won’t eat her breakfast; she won’t even lick up the peanut butter I’ve smothered her pills in.<\/p>\n

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Sweet baby monkey.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Enough. I email the organization. They say to take her to the vet. If it’s open tomorrow (holiday), I’ll go; if not, Tuesday.<\/p>\n

In the evening, she snarfs down her supper with gusto…?<\/p>\n

Ever since I started the training classes three weeks ago, I’ve felt tremendously guilty because my dogs have gotten only tiny walks. I realize that it’s because the longer the walk, the more every muscle in my back is pulled tight as a drum at the end. Walks used to be pleasant: 53 minutes, nearly every day, during which I could zone out and not think about anything in particular. But now they’re different. First, summer has come to Durham, and even meandering causes floods of perspiration. And second, I have to make corrections every ten to thirty seconds, and it’s wearing on me.<\/p>\n

I vow to take them on the short loop, about 25 minutes, every day, regardless of the heat and the stress. We do the first real walk in a long time. It’s hot (at 9:30pm) and stressful.<\/p>\n

But the dogs are really happy.<\/p>\n

The Foster Chronicles: Tulip, Week 11<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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