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I had 4 birds (macaw, cockatoo, mitred conure, alexandrine parakeet) and my dog before I had dd. They were rescues. I promised them a forever home.
When dd was 3 months old, I gave up trying with the birds. It was impossible to take care of 4 needy parrots and a needy child (all on my own, of course). Through my avian vet, I found wonderful homes for my birds (no breeders, and good people)--I collected no money. Money wasn't important (I could have used it, don't get me wrong), I just wanted them to have the home and love they deserved. I kept one bird--the low maintenence one (alexandrine).
They were my entire world before baby. I researched for hours upon hours on how to properly maintain/care for them. I spent oodles of money at the avian vet (anyone familiar with avian vets knows how expensive it can get!) and toys, Harrisons food, etc. They were my everything.
So I'm left with one bird, one dog and one kid....
I'm so ashamed to admit this. My dog hasn't had heartworm preventative since fall. And before fall (ever since dd), my dog got the HW prevent when ever I remembered. That is most of the problem. My memory. I forget when my birthday is. I forget how old I am. I forget what year dd was born (I remember the month and day but I have to first figure out what year this is so I can figure out what year she was born). I have no idea what I did yesterday. I can't remember if I've fed my dog "Did I feed him this morning? I think I did. But did I? I can't remember!" (So I'll feed him again...and he doesn't need the extra pounds!). Really, my memory post-kid is absolutely horrible. Scary at times.
So, now that I realize I have to face the music at the vet's office, I'm just so ashamed. Ashamed I have put my dog on the far back burner since dd. Ashamed and scared that he might have heartworms because of me. He hasn't had a bath since....I don't know when. I used to bathe him once/month before dd (right before I gave monthly prevents). His toenails are so long, it's pathetic. Money is also much tighter--I used to get his nails trimmed regulary but that extra $20 I once had is gone, yk? (His nails are all black and I'm afraid to trim myself).
Life is just so crazy. I don't even know how/why sometimes. I just know that I'm dizzy at the end of the day. I miss the old me sometimes. I had everything in order and my pets were treated like kings/queens. Now? I'm just lucky to remember to feed him. He still has his 2007 rabies tag on. He received rabies shot in 2008--but I forgot to put new tag on and I have no idea where it went.
No point to this post other than a "I feel sorry for myself" kind of thing. It looks like it will be nice today. I'm going to buy Storm a new collar, as he needs one really bad and give him a bath outside (with dd in tow--I'll be chasing her more than tending to the dog. Sigh). And I'll face the music and make an appt for the vet for Thursday. (Maybe someone here can kick me in the behind and get me back to the old me or something--but not too much bashing. Feel bad enough as it is. I just pray that I haven't caused him to catch HW).
When dd was 3 months old, I gave up trying with the birds. It was impossible to take care of 4 needy parrots and a needy child (all on my own, of course). Through my avian vet, I found wonderful homes for my birds (no breeders, and good people)--I collected no money. Money wasn't important (I could have used it, don't get me wrong), I just wanted them to have the home and love they deserved. I kept one bird--the low maintenence one (alexandrine).
They were my entire world before baby. I researched for hours upon hours on how to properly maintain/care for them. I spent oodles of money at the avian vet (anyone familiar with avian vets knows how expensive it can get!) and toys, Harrisons food, etc. They were my everything.
So I'm left with one bird, one dog and one kid....
I'm so ashamed to admit this. My dog hasn't had heartworm preventative since fall. And before fall (ever since dd), my dog got the HW prevent when ever I remembered. That is most of the problem. My memory. I forget when my birthday is. I forget how old I am. I forget what year dd was born (I remember the month and day but I have to first figure out what year this is so I can figure out what year she was born). I have no idea what I did yesterday. I can't remember if I've fed my dog "Did I feed him this morning? I think I did. But did I? I can't remember!" (So I'll feed him again...and he doesn't need the extra pounds!). Really, my memory post-kid is absolutely horrible. Scary at times.
So, now that I realize I have to face the music at the vet's office, I'm just so ashamed. Ashamed I have put my dog on the far back burner since dd. Ashamed and scared that he might have heartworms because of me. He hasn't had a bath since....I don't know when. I used to bathe him once/month before dd (right before I gave monthly prevents). His toenails are so long, it's pathetic. Money is also much tighter--I used to get his nails trimmed regulary but that extra $20 I once had is gone, yk? (His nails are all black and I'm afraid to trim myself).
Life is just so crazy. I don't even know how/why sometimes. I just know that I'm dizzy at the end of the day. I miss the old me sometimes. I had everything in order and my pets were treated like kings/queens. Now? I'm just lucky to remember to feed him. He still has his 2007 rabies tag on. He received rabies shot in 2008--but I forgot to put new tag on and I have no idea where it went.
No point to this post other than a "I feel sorry for myself" kind of thing. It looks like it will be nice today. I'm going to buy Storm a new collar, as he needs one really bad and give him a bath outside (with dd in tow--I'll be chasing her more than tending to the dog. Sigh). And I'll face the music and make an appt for the vet for Thursday. (Maybe someone here can kick me in the behind and get me back to the old me or something--but not too much bashing. Feel bad enough as it is. I just pray that I haven't caused him to catch HW).
