Having a pet is a commitment. However, my guilt was firmly established in a Catholic upbringing.
I feel guilty when I leave my dog at home. It’s pathetic really. When he was a puppy, sure, he needed me. He’s three years old now. Although he is home alone while I work, I am usually home with him the rest of the time. He goes with me most anywhere I can take him. (My kids have gotten used to mom bringing the dog.)
In the summer, I bike ride about 70 miles per week. This takes time away from the fur butt — especially if I’m riding on a week night. Buddy would love to be outside with me on a trail.
Hence, my search for a way to take him with me. He can run alongside and loves that but how much do I let him run? So last Christmas I bought a basket. It didn’t work well. It was never secure enough to make him feel relaxed and it through me off balance. A fail. So recently my hair stylist, shows me what they bought for their dog. A BuddyRider. (Is that not perfect? A BuddyRider for my dog named Buddy.)
It came last weekend and we tried it out on Sunday. Even though the instructions said it would take three rides for the dog to like it, Buddy was diggin it from the start.
In August and October 2016, I had two hip replacement surgeries. Since I was only 52, it was a surprise to my friends and family. For me, I had know a long time that new hips were inevitable.
I had the best orthopedic surgeon! The recovery was not bad (although I was more cranky with the second surgery #tiredofhurting), with me back to work in a week-and-a-half. I was up walking almost immediately and the awful pain was gone. More due to a newer way of doing the surgery, called direct anterior hip replacement where the doc goes through two muscles so there is less damage from which to recover, than any rehab I had to do. Check out the 23 minute video of the surgery. So awesome.
I had lived three years in misery – why? I wasn’t scared of surgery, or trying to pretend it wasn’t happening. Probably the only thing that I was scared of were the medical bills. I have good medical insurance I pay through my employer, but I knew my finances couldn’t even take the out-of-pocket shock from all the directions a surgery incurs – anesthesiologist, surgeon’s office, hospital, drugs, etc. If you are in this situation, just have the surgery, go on a payment plan, and if you are like me, you will have paid off those beauties in five to six months.
Interesting things I learned:
- If you get a new body part, for the rest of your life, you’ll have to tell your dentist before any appointments, even just cleanings. The dentist will need to put you on antibiotics before the appointment because if there is any infection having to do with the dentist procedure, it could cause that infection to attack the new joint.
- The titanium joint will set off metal detectors at the airport, etc.
- Before joint replacement surgery, you wash in an antiseptic soap all over your body and put an antibiotic drop under your tongue, for three days before the surgery. This rids the body of natural bacteria growing on your skin.
- #dawgsinthehouse make for great recovery buddies. #neverleftmyside
Like millions of people these days, I share my life with a four-legged fuzz butt. A three-year old Cairn Terrier, named Buddy, is the man in my life. He’s like Toto but cuter. Ha!
Buddy is my constant companion. [because I feel too guilty to go out and leave him home alone.] It’s pathetic. We sleep together. Eat together. Walk together. And, we hang.
The ASPCA estimates nearly 70 million U.S. homes have at least one dog under the roof. People are more-and-more opting to get a pet instead of marrying or even having children.
I have children; and there is something to be said for being able to tell Buddy to go sit in the corner and be quiet. For me, this dawg in the house is nice to have as we go down this yellow brick road.
#dawginthehouse, #dogs, #partners