The Calming Duck

 

Ember went to day care, after being picky and not eating her breakfast on time Tuesday morning.  I let them know that she might be super treat-motivated today, having skipped a meal.

I myself went off to work out with the trainer, and did my "human things" for the rest of the day, getting my nice long shower, a quick grocery trip, and vacuuming out the X-Pen.

The "treatment" section of the daycare place called me about 1:30 p.m. to let me know that Ember and another dog had been playing rough, and Ember ended up with a nick on her ear.  These photos were taken after day care, and you can't see it.  They had applied pressure but wanted to alert me, in case I noticed.  I would not have noticed. No bandage was needed, but had it started to bleed again, they would have put a pressure bandage on.  One of the advantages of having day care at the same facility as her vet, I have the added knowledge that if mishaps should occur, they have the expertise on staff to assist!    

The widely advertised "Calming Duck" showed up in my mailbox on Tuesday, as well.  I gave it to Ember when she came home from daycare.  The question became:  how long before she destroys it?

Truth to tell, I noticed toward the end of the purchase windows that it was offering an "are you sure you don't want the large size duck?"  For $30 more, of course!  I did not bite, so the duck that arrived looks like about a mouthful for my pup.

Ember performed a squeaker-ectomy and lipo-fluff-ction.  Within half an hour we were looking at "remains".

When she goes to day care, we have our little arrival routine.  She goes out in the back yard to secure the perimeter (she's not as much a guard dog about this as Carl is, but she does investigate how far the squirrels or the cat have encroached) and "take care of business".

Tiny flakes were starting to fall as we did this Tuesday afternoon, but the snow in earnest isn't due until a little later in the evening.

I fed her the breakfast she didn't eat this morning (I had saved it in the 'fridge, covered).  She was much more interested this time, and licked the platter clean.

I generally then put on the Dog TV soft music and give her a chew stick to settle down.  About 5:30 she was ready for crate time, and that's where she is now.

I have canceled Ember's daycare reservation for Wednesday morning, as I decided it was just too much for me with the forecast snow to drive extra on the potentially slick roads.  She will do fine in the crate long enough for me to go off to the Periodontist.  And I won't put us both "at risk" in traffic either in the morning, or the after-school hours, when I normally would be picking her up.

The forecast calls for 3 - 6 inches of snow starting right about now for the next 24 hours.  Expect changes in the forecast, of course!  I'm a weather wimp when it comes to driving.  However, this is my last appointment with the periodontist before she retires, and I'd like to keep it if I can.  We shall see!

Life is Good!  (Back to MOBYCARP's theme!)  Spark on!