what started out as a pretty ordinary Saturday fell prey to the domino theory. You know that one – once the first thing goes wrong it sets off a chain with each subsequent disaster compounding life, the universe, and everything. Ok, maybe not the universe – I am not Douglas Adams, but still, there are all the unintended and unwanted consequences of the first disaster.
Example – Gwen, Dani’s & Alex’s Golden Retriever is more than 12 years old. That is really old for a golden. She has been having a few more problems lately, but she is a golden and Goldens eat anything that isn’t hot, heavy or nailed down. Except she stopped eating. Anything, not food, not treats, nothing. Alex is home with the dog, Dani is out a dog show with Mako where she has driven with another dog owner.
End result? I pick up Alex & Gwen and meet her in Concord at the 24 hr Vet Emergency Room at 1930. Obviously, this is Saturday. The clinic where she works is closed on the weekend.
Did I mention a bad sunburn in spite of sunblock? Or a flat tire? Summary – I waited with her car for AAA. The tech, Vanessa was fabulous and got the spare donut put on. I then took my car and Mako back to their house. Let the two insane bored dogs charge around the backyard for a few minutes before shutting them in and heading home. It is now 2100+ and it is getting dark.
The freeway isn’t too bad. There is lighting plus headlights & tail lights. Not so once I am on Albany and Berkely streets. You can hardly see the crosswalks much less the pedestrians dressed in dark colors or the bicyclists who don’t think that reflective gear is needed. I don’t want to feature in a future headline in the local paper about hitting anyone..
Nothing obvious is affecting Gwen – so we will see. No obstructions, no ruptures, etc. It is now wait and see. Tire places aren’t open on Sunday, so that goes on the schedule for Monday.
I am tired and the week hasn’t even begun.