Two full days of scrambling to get as many clients in for dog grooming as possible before the big Memorial Day weekend has me absolutely, to-the-bone-marrow, drained (and people STILL are calling trying to squeeze in). Plus all of the stressing over Luna, plus all the other chores I have to keep up on.
I feel myself growing dark.
Tonight, Luna was better for getting her bandages tended to. She is in pain, the sweat on her body shows the stress. I gave her some bute, so hopefully that will help. She remains flighty and nervous, which makes things difficult. Any sudden movements and she is trying to flee. She still won't put much weight on her foot.
I dosed her some energy, but I have began to doubt whether I really have it in me to do much good for her.
Tonight, I saw an eagle flying over. My husband and I have seen him before. He soared for a bit, then was gone. For just a moment I forgot about my worries and stress.
Tired.