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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Dogs gone wild...

I had a little meltdown last night. I'm not quite sure why, other than my emotional status seems to rev up another notch every year I get older. I cry at the On Star commercials on the radio for goodness sake! Let me tell you what happened.

I'm dogsitting. That means I have 5 dachsunds (plus my big mutt) in my tiny little house, all vying for my attention or my lap or the weenie I happen to have in my hand. My two are used to all of the attention. Captain seems to go with the flow, although even he has wanted in my lap this week. Piper, on the other hand, hates it. She is used to being my baby and getting most of the attention. She mostly tolerates everyone but every once in a while she'll throw out a growl or snap her teeth at her temporary roomies. She's got a bit of an allergy problem so I give her a Benedryl in a weenie every night before bed. As I was handing her weenie to her last night, someone else showed a little bit of interest in it and she snatched that sucker out of my hand and clamped down on my thumb in the process. It didn't draw blood but it hurt like hell, and it hurt my feelings. In my head, I know she didn't mean to do it and I know she's a freaking dog and I KNOW I'm being completely irrational. But I couldn't help it. I burst into tears, the whole time mad at myself and knowing that I was being stupid which made me cry harder. I went on with my bedtime routine, bawling the whole time, for 15 minutes I was blubbering and sniffling. And then I had the thought that out of the 6 dogs I had in the house not one cared a single iota that I was losing it, hence another fit of hysteria.

There could be a myriad of reasons for my little crying jag; the status of my love life, loneliness, the conflicting feelings I have with my so-called "family" or maybe I was just hormonal. I don't know, maybe I just needed it.

It took a little while and a few distractions but I finally stopped the waterworks. When all was said and done I just tucked Piper's little head under my chin, told her I loved her and clicked off the light. All was right with the world again.

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