Ok, so it's not that exciting, but I survived a week of dogsitting. More to the point, perhaps, the dog survived as well. He's not doing well though, with insulin dependent diabetes, hypothyroidism, and being treated for a second cancer, I'm going to be surprised if he's alive by Christmas.
It was more stressful than I was expecting, though. I would have felt awful and my friend probably never would have forgiven me if I went off for 6 hours doing stuff and came back to find the dog dead. So, at most I was gone for 1 1/2 hours at a time.
I need to get back on a better diet and regular exercise. Tomorrow.
Posted by Owlish at September 3, 2005 10:43 PM | TrackBack