My little Chanel, my poodle-mix, was spayed 5 days ago. She is healing quite nicely, thanks for asking. However, if you have ever taken care of an ailing child--or puppy, you know I am getting 'disturbed' sleep.
Like most novelists, I also hold a day job (in education field).
And like a care provider for any recovering puppy, I make 3 to 4 trips during the night to the great outdoors holding a squirming puppy. A puppy, mind you, that must be leashed and gingerly allowed (without getting her stitches wet/dirty) to walk in the grass of business. Then take her back to her kennel for a 'nap'.
Fortunately, my husband is able to take care of her during the day. Why Chanel only makes 4 outside tarps between 7 and 4, I do not understand. Of course, feeding time takes place during the day, but that doesn't result in sleep deprivation, to staggering around in the dark.
So it is now 8:45, Chanel is in bed, and I am happily sitting with my iPad in my lap writing this blog post and listening to an episode of Moose TV.
Happy Thursday everyone.
I will be back next week,
Connie Vines
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