A Tug from Mom

Sitting in my rocker ,waiting for my melatonin to chime in and as usual, nothing is on cable.

Oh, wait; my cataracts allow me to see playing on Turner Classic Movies Mom’s favorite movie- Dr.Zhivago!

Sometimes you get a check in from heaven. It’s always appreciated!

Zusher

There has been a slight change in the Zusher, and I don’t know if it’s good or bad.

Zush gets her melatonin in two doses: one in the afternoon when her sun-downing comes out, and the second when it’s bedtime.

For the last 24 hours, Zush has been quiet. Don’t get me wrong, she’s eating, walking, peeing and sleeping. It’s just that she’s quiet. It’s eerie, as I remember, because before my Dad passed, the last 48 hours he was quiet.

I’ll be calling the vet tomorrow, but in the meantime, please throw out some good vibes or prayers for our Zusher.

The Vet is IN…

When we last left our Zushie girl, the vet had given us orders to give her melatonin to help her sundowning from her dementia. Well, evidently it has to build up in their system a little to really move things along. OK, that’s something that Mom, “the Vet”, can comprehend.

It’s now 12:23am and according to the National Weather Service, a line of thunderstorms is moving through Delaware Bay complete with downpours and ground striking lightning.

Gee, I wish I had the foresight to ask the vet what I am supposed to do now, when my girls are not happy during the storms, canine dementia or not.

Oh, I know about Thundershirts and the like, and for a while I was giving them both a canine herbal supplement put out by Springtime,Inc., which helped calm them during times like this. If Zush sees me coming at her with a spoon full of peanut butter, and to subject her to another spoonful, well, let’s just say I don’t feel like getting aggravated at 12:30am.

Never a dull moment.