Last night fell asleep at midnight. Very restless night waking up to Roxie suspiciously roaming around the family room.
At 3:10 a.m., woke up to the unmistakable sound of Daisy in her kennel throwing up. Got her outside in time for the second wave. Cleaned and disinfected her kennel in the middle of the night. Let her back inside because even at 3:00 it is just too hot outside.
Finally fell asleep long enough to be roused by the same familiar cough at 6:15 a.m. Daisy again. Same routine.
Got up bleery eyed at 8:40. Her stomach problems seem to be over.
Honestly, this is worse than Leah's infancy. At least I could contain her explosions. With her we could just throw things in the washing machine and start over. I never had to get down on my hands and knees by the light of the moon and disinfect any furniture. And I'm confident that someday she'll return the favor and take care of me. What's the payback with these puppies?
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