Am…musings

Trooper is going to doggy day care. The idea is to let him play with the big dogs and get so tired that he ceases the Chewy ass kicking I’ve mentioned.

I dropped him off on my way to work this morning and then totally … and I mean not one more thought … forgot about him.

For some unknown reason at three minutes to 6:00 p.m. – closing time for Silver Maple Farm – I remembered. And completely panicked. It would take me more than three minutes to pack up and get in the car and at least 10 minutes to get to him.

After getting no answer at the kennel, I envisioned poor, lonely Trooper in the kennel all weekend … at a great cost to me (thankfully Stray Rescue is paying for the day care, but something tells me my negligence would not be covered). I jumped in the car and when I was almost there, was relieved to receive a call from the kennel checking to see if I was on my way.

After Trooper was safely snoozing in the passenger seat, I began to wonder if this – my undeniable scatterbrained-ness – isn’t one of the reasons I haven’t been graced with children (and ideally a husband to help me raise them).

Sure, I’d like to think it would be different when it came to a human being … my own flesh and blood no less … and not a dog. But honestly … I’m not so sure.

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