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This morning started off with a visit to the vet for Sasha. She received her last set of booster shots plus her rabies vaccination. It'll be one year before she needs another set of shots. I've scheduled her for a spay in July, and then she'll not need to see a vet again until next May, assuming there are no maladies in between then of course.
She weighed 28.4 pounds today, which is a gain of 8.4 pounds in four weeks. I was told today she may stay under 50 pounds, but looking at the size of her paws (which cover the palm of my hand) she could go over 50. It's still too soon to tell. She'll be weighed again in July when she goes in for surgery, and I'll buy more flea and heartworm medicine then just to make sure she'll be getting enough medicine for her size. (I've got enough to last me until July/48 pounds, whichever comes first. I'm pretty sure July will be first.) I'm laughing because when I saw her on the side of the road at six weeks of age, I assumed she was a small breed dog. After all, she fit neatly into both of my hands with a little room to spare, how on earth could she get so huge? That'll teach me to rescue poor puppies stranded in the rain and freezing cold. ;)
This afternoon, I'll drop the kiddo plus dogs off at Mom's house, and then I'll be heading to Atlanta for a couple of nights. I won't be back until sometime Sunday evening barring any mishaps or emergencies. I'm planning to have the kiddo at Mom's by 3:30 and leaving town by 4:00, but I'm really not sweating it too much since Sam doesn't get off work until around 8:15 tonight, and it'll take me roughly four hours to reach Atlanta. (Actually, it only takes me about 3.5 hours, but once I hit Atlanta, I have to get to the otherside of it to get to where Sam lives, plus I have to fight traffic, and on a Friday night, I bet I-285 and I-75 will be fun to traverse. Oh well, at least I have a big-ass truck that people think twice about screwing with.)
Y'all be safe, and if you're going to participate in a flamewar this weekend, remember your flame-retardant undies. ;)
She weighed 28.4 pounds today, which is a gain of 8.4 pounds in four weeks. I was told today she may stay under 50 pounds, but looking at the size of her paws (which cover the palm of my hand) she could go over 50. It's still too soon to tell. She'll be weighed again in July when she goes in for surgery, and I'll buy more flea and heartworm medicine then just to make sure she'll be getting enough medicine for her size. (I've got enough to last me until July/48 pounds, whichever comes first. I'm pretty sure July will be first.) I'm laughing because when I saw her on the side of the road at six weeks of age, I assumed she was a small breed dog. After all, she fit neatly into both of my hands with a little room to spare, how on earth could she get so huge? That'll teach me to rescue poor puppies stranded in the rain and freezing cold. ;)
This afternoon, I'll drop the kiddo plus dogs off at Mom's house, and then I'll be heading to Atlanta for a couple of nights. I won't be back until sometime Sunday evening barring any mishaps or emergencies. I'm planning to have the kiddo at Mom's by 3:30 and leaving town by 4:00, but I'm really not sweating it too much since Sam doesn't get off work until around 8:15 tonight, and it'll take me roughly four hours to reach Atlanta. (Actually, it only takes me about 3.5 hours, but once I hit Atlanta, I have to get to the otherside of it to get to where Sam lives, plus I have to fight traffic, and on a Friday night, I bet I-285 and I-75 will be fun to traverse. Oh well, at least I have a big-ass truck that people think twice about screwing with.)
Y'all be safe, and if you're going to participate in a flamewar this weekend, remember your flame-retardant undies. ;)
