{"id":4633,"date":"2012-06-10T21:15:12","date_gmt":"2012-06-11T01:15:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/?p=4633"},"modified":"2012-10-03T17:54:37","modified_gmt":"2012-10-03T21:54:37","slug":"the-foster-chronicles-tulip-week-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/avidbruxist.com\/blog\/2012\/06\/10\/the-foster-chronicles-tulip-week-11\/","title":{"rendered":"The Foster Chronicles: Tulip, Week 12"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

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

Tulip stays in the crate all day and then again<\/em> when I go out for a date. I feel guilty so I take her into my bedroom for the night. She craps on the floor at 2:00am.<\/p>\n

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

In the\u00a0morning, she\u00a0eats a bunch of doggy salad in the yard\u00a0and barfs it up\/shits blood. How long is this dewormer supposed to take?<\/p>\n

During our 25-minute walk, I make approximately\u00a04.7 brazilian corrections.<\/p>\n

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

Tulip wakes me up at 4:00am reverse-gulping<\/a>. I sprint to her crate and try to shoo her out the door. We make it to the living room.<\/p>\n

But it’s just spit-up, nothing solid. I clean it up, and we go back to bed.<\/p>\n

She won’t eat her breakfast. I email the org with the update and ask for help.<\/p>\n

Oh, the funk, when I get in the house after work! Tulip has escaped from her (NEW) crate and, because I forgot to close the bedroom door, blown mud all over the living room.\u00a0The org tells me to take her back to the vet, which I do, along with a grocery bag full of diarrhea. (What has my life become?) They peek at it under the microscope, give me some special food and a scrip for Metronidazole. Twice daily, ten days. And I’m to continue the Fortiflora powder I’ve been sprinkling over her dinner, which helps build up the healthy bacteria in her gut.<\/p>\n

We do the 2.5-mile loop for the first time in forever. I quickly tire of making corrections, so with Tulip on my right, I wrap her leash behind my knees around in front of my pelvis and hold it at my right side. She’s forced to be in the heel position. I give myself minor rope burns in the process, but it’s so much easier.<\/p>\n

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She makes sure, before I recycle it, that the biscuit box is completely, totally, definitely empty. She’s very thorough, my foster dog.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

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

Tulip does not<\/em> escape her kennel, and she does<\/em> have a mostly solid poop in the afternoon! Wheeeeee!<\/p>\n

Then my foster baby goes to have a sleepover at prospective parent Nelly’s house.<\/p>\n

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

Nelly drops Tulip off at my house while I’m at work, so I don’t have a chance to debrief and see how the slumber party went.<\/p>\n

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

A family is scheduled to meet her tomorrow at 4:00.\u00a0Nelly tells me she’s in love with Tulip, but she worries about the long hours she works\/studies and if there’s a family who loves her, then they should take her.<\/p>\n

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

The family who comes to visit is RAD. I want them to want her. She’s her cute, friendly self. My fingers are crossed.<\/p>\n

At the fourth and final Feisty Fido class session, we’re still working on leash-walking and Generally Being the Boss of Your Dog. We’ve done no work on introducing dogs to each other. So I ask the trainer what to do. He tells me to have Tulip on the shortest of short leashes, so all three dogs know that I’m<\/em> in fucking charge here.<\/p>\n

Maybe tomorrow I’ll be in fucking charge. Tonight I’m in a fucking funk.<\/p>\n

The Foster Chronicles: Tulip, Week 13\u00a0<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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