For the last few days I have been sharing my life with a friend's dog. (Said friend is out of town) Although I am a dog lover, and P is a well behaved dog, who knew that I would be so ready to not have an animal?
Night 1- No issues, P slept peacefully and without complaint.
Morning 1- On time to work, did not go to the gym because of the extra time needed to walk the dog and such...no issues.
Afternoon 1- Went on long walk with dog after work. Then relaxed. No issues. P did not have any issues being alone in the apartment by herself all day.
Night 2- GOOD LORD! P was so restless. Kept me up most of the night. No earthly reason why.
Day 2- Running slightly behind because of exhaustion in the morning. Decided in the afternoon to exhaust the dog. So two long walks, lots of playtime, and no unnecessary sleep before going to bed.
Night 3- P slept well, and so did I! Yay!
Day 3- On schedule for the day. Came home from work, walked the dog, then loaded the dog up for a visit to my dad's house. P was fine on the ride to and from.
Now my friend is on her way home from the airport, so I get to have my apartment back! Such a small dog, although not really too many issues can cause such a need for my own life is so telling about me.
Interestingly enough, even knowing that an animal would drive me crazy, I still would love to have one. I think the reason for that is just what is happening right now; I am sitting on my couch with the dog curled up next to me. It's a relaxing thing to have a warm animal next to you. I am going to miss it, but really only that!
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