She came home in the. Truck, sitting in one of her dog beds. The Boyz don't get to do that.
And she whined the whole way home, thus preparing us for the near future. Once home, she willingly got out of the truck, with help. But sluffed us off immediately once on The ground. She wanted to poop, so we took her in the yard, held her steady while she pooped a bit here....then here....then over there. OMG Chloe just go in one spot for a change, you are hobbling and I can't bend over that long to hold you up!
No she said and pooped in three more places bedsore laying down on the dirty ground of packed mud. OK?
Nothing would entice he in. Or on the dog bed I brought out.
About 9 I looked out and she was standing up halfway down the patio looking at the back door. Pleased that she was up and walking, I opened the door to entice her on. She literally ran to the bed, laid flat out and whiled again.
At A9:30 I made he come in, nut she has whined for a solid hour now0:30 I made her come in. She laid on the floor and whined while I took my shower. She whined she we ate our snacks. She whined while Frank slept and I sat out in the front room listening to her while trying to watch Alaska: The new frontier while I took benedryl and my sleeping pill. Now she is still whining while I am watching Jimmy Fallon. She is about to lose me, I took a sleeping pill and am fighting to keep awake. I don't even mind her unhappy sounds.
There is nothing she wants to eat, or drink. She has pooped and peed. She was out listening to the owls, and may want to do that,again. They are very close tonight. I can hear them over the TV. Maybe they think she is wounded prey and they smell her blood.
Ah, she just let out a big sigh.......maybe she will sleep. Nope, false alarm. She is whining again.
Oh well, I am going back to bed.
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