By the time we finally got home again, I was ready for a drink. Dash howled and made his trademark bird noises during the entire trip, and I'm always afraid he'll have another seizure. Unfortunately, my hepatologist tells me I can't drink anymore, so I had to settle for a Dr. Pepper. We've really got to find a way to get Dash used to taking car trips, or we're going to be stuck in Texas forever. He's better than he used to be, but success literally comes a block at a time. I can take him with me when I fill the car up with gas now, and he's fine going to the vet, but if I'm driving more than a few miles, all bets are off.
We have more volunteers to help us walk the rescue Dalmatians on Sundays now. Today, we had a person for every dog, so the dogs all got a longer walk. The weather was a bit cooler too, so we didn't have to worry about the dogs getting overheated. With the exception of the somewhat stressful car trip with Dash, it was a very relaxing day. Dot should have a relaxing evening as well. She won't have to hide under my desk during tonight's Fourth of July fireworks show, because the whole thing got canceled at the last minute for budget reasons. A sign of the times I guess.
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