Unwell – Additional
Posted: Tue 27 October, 2009 Filed under: Animals, Domestic, Health, Thoughts 1 Comment »Following on from yesterday’s post about Hound being unwell, she’s definitely getting over it.
What I forgot to add to yesterday’s post though – and the subject for this one – is that because of taking her to the vets again on Monday, I had to let the new workplace know I was going to be in later than usual. So I sent them an email on Sunday night, explaining that the dog was ill etc., and I’d be in late.
It was only afterwards that I started having second thoughts, thinking that it sounded
- a bit like just an excuse for a lie-in
- like I must be a bit daft when it comes to Hound etc.
In the end, I rationalised it a bit by thinking “Well, if it were a child, they’d fully understand that we had to go to a hospital for extra checks and so on“. And in a lot of ways, Hound is to us what a child is to a lot of other couples. (No, not “A pain in the arse, that deserves regular beating”) While we’re not the kind of moronic fuck-knuckles who dress a dog up in clothes, or treat it like a surrogate child, we have invested one hell of a lot of time, energy and money in Hound over the years in a similar way to a ‘normal’ family.
Of course, it turned out that no-one in the office had thought about it like that anyway – it was just me thinking into things way too much. As usual.
You know I’m not an animal person but I’ve had this conversation with a colleague.
She lives alone but for her cat. so if she has to go away, for work or pleasure, the cat has to go into a cattery.
I have said to her that it matters not one jot what I or anyone else thinks about cats, the simple fact is that the cat HAS to go into a cattery, and, unlike a child, which can be farmed out to another child’s parents in an emergency, only said colleague can be her cat’s carer.
It would be bizarre if you and she were the only pet owners in the county, but it has come to my attention that you’re not.
The other one that several of my colleagues use is ‘working at home/will be in late’ because the car has to go for a service.