The Last Week of My Life

The last week of my life was the most boring week ever. We stayed at my in-law's to "watch" their cat while they were off sailing around the Caribbean. "Watching" their cat entails us eating their food, sleeping in their big comfy bed, watching their great cable channels (The Tudors rock!!!), and getting to slub around their artsy little town. However, their computer stinks (think 4 yrs old with tons of pictures, documents, and not enough memory for everything plus Road Runner). Trust me it has many perks but many downsides.

I also decided to start my dog on a B.A.R.F. diet (aka Bones and Raw Food.. aka Raw Diet). This diet basically entails either my husband or myself buying a log that contains raw meat, ground bone, and 3 different veggies and cutting either 2 lbs or 5 lbs of semi-frozen log into 6 or 15 meals. Then, refreezing it and taking out 2 days worth of meals at a time. It reminds me of the dropped call commercial "You take a balll of meat and put it on a plate." However, the meat needs to have added daily: a Multi-Vit, a Fish Oil Capsule, and Vitamine E capsule three times a week. This is all to avoid her "allergies". Needless to say our hands have never been washed more times than in the past week.

Also this week, we decided to go shopping in his parents little town. I got the cutest green shoes, a cookie, and some chocolate that is to die for. Gotta love small town Main Streets.

It also helped me to cut down my hour commute to 15 minutes. Boo for having to go home, but at least I feel comfortable knowing where everything is in my room. I also know that all of the animals are safe (all are always within earshot of me in our basement room). I can't wait until my dear hubby and I can afford a real apartment that will accept our crazy cat, snorty dog, and biting bird (and as we all know that should be REAL simple (insert hint of sarcasm here)). I also can't wait until this semester is over because I feel like I have never done more homework in my life and studied for as many tests in a row as I have lately.

Spring break starts next (In the words of Homer Simpson "WooHoo!!!") and DH and I are going to Atlantic City. Which leads me into our next topic....the hunt for the best petsitter/boarding facility. After interviewing 3 potential pet-sitters in our area (and never hearing back from one), we decided to take the dog to a "pet hotel" in Atlantic City. When have petsitters/kennels started instituting "checkout" times? What happened to the good ole days of "Pick Fluffy up before we close otherwise you will get charged anohter night." Now it's, let's see how many dogs we cram into a facility, so we must make sure that everyone is out by a certain time or we charge you an extra night's fee (even if checkout is noon and you get here at 12:15). It's not like it takes a housekeeper to clean a dog's cage. It's more like a high school student with some paper towels, cleaning solution, and newspaper. If it's a big run it might take 10 minutes using a hose and 5 minutes using a cleaner in a cage (trust this from a former kennel attendant).

So, we are now forced to bring our suitcases, doggie, treats, bed, and raw meat with us to Atlantic City just to make Pugsly's "check-out" time. Gotta love customer service and it's ability to make other's lives easier :::sigh:::