Day 40 - 0

The pedometer did not go on, Ginger got into some Advil (which was entirely my fault) and was whisked away to the emergency animal hospital, where the workers are extremely kind and happy to talk with us, even at 2 in the morning. Ginger is going well so far and seems to have charmed the staff completely. We are hopeful that she will pull through this just fine and the only long-term damage will be to our credit card.

I'm alternating between guilt and acceptance and anger with myself like some kind of crappy oscillating fan. My carelessness (I left my purse open on the couch with the medication inside) hurt a creature I promised to protect. I'm feeling the need to change who I am and how I behave so that things like this never happen again but how this feeling translates into practical life application is something I need to figure out and soon.


  1. You're being way too hard on yourself! Accidents happen and honestly who would think that a dog would even want to eat advil?? Diamond ate an entire bag of hershey kisses once, wrapper and all. We took her into the vet for that as well and she ended up being just fine. That was almost 7 years ago. Just the fact that you're so concerned about your pup shows you're clearly an awesome dog mom.

  2. Aw, thanks, boom! Funny to see you here. I thought nobody was here but us chickens! :-)