Our dogs are tired
We just got back from a trip to visit my brother, sister-in-law, and two oldest nieces in Portland (more on that later). Josie and Ellie went to stay with Sonia, the best dog-sitter ever. We are so lucky to have found Sonia. She just loves our Josie-girl, and it’s been so nice to know that Josie is in a place where her caretaker understands her idiosyncrasies and doesn’t try to treat her like a dog without anxiety issues who can be kenneled.
This was the first time we took Ellie to stay with Sonia. I think Sonia barely got to get to know Ellie, though, because apparently there were four other dogs that Ellie played with constantly the whole time she was there. She got into a bit of a tussle with one of the dogs though, and she has a little wound under eye, which Sonia doctored with some neosporin. We have to work on socializing her better so she knows when to back down in these situations!
Right now Ellie is on a dog bed in the back room, completely SACKED OUT while we watch the debate. We have not seen her this inactive outside of her crate for more than 15 minutes at a time. She’s been immobile for at least the last 30 minutes–and I don’t think it’s because she’s been lulled to sleep by John McCain constantly saying “my friends…”
Oh yeah, and both dogs are smelly. We usually give Josie a bath as soon as she gets home from Sonia’s, but tonight it was already dark by the time we got home, so Rebecca just gave them both a Capstar. Maybe I can give them a bath tomorrow, or this weekend at the latest.
