August 18th

I had dreams all night last night that today was Wednesday. I even woke up in the middle of the night a couple times and had to really think "do I work tomorrow? did I already work my 2 days?"

I crawled out of bed way later than I should have.. just barely staying on schedule.
..and then I walked out the front door to 'yuck'. Mr grey brought me another rabbit.. this one not as "put together" as the last one.. but I knew it was a rabbit.. 2 ears, 3 feet (1 missing?), a tail, the upper half of half a head (with only 1 eye) and many organs. ugh

we started the day with 6 morning appointments and 4 afternoon appointments on the schedule..
we ended up with 7 morning appointments plus an admit, and 4 afternoon appointments.
all in all, not too bad :) 

I came home at lunch and realized that Ronnie had not seen my email about Mr Grey at 9am, so I was in luck to clean up hot dead-rabbit in the 99 degree heat.. nice...
I really need to clean that front door mat.. there have been too many kidneys and intestines.

a little shih tzu from work is saying good bye on Friday. he's been in kidney failure for at least a year now. the owner has been keeping him afloat with sub-q fluids.. at first it was every other day, and lately it's been every day. she had me come over this past Saturday and I saw how skinny he is. I know he had started losing weight because he did not like the prescription food she was feeding. at that point it was a matter of "feed him whatever he will eat".. as time went on, he wasn't liking the yummy stuff anymore. he started eating his prescription food last week -- too little too late. he has reached the point that it is a matter of "quality of life". he is barely holding on.. but what is he holding on to? 
made me think of my girl.. my last dog before her had always slept with me.. and when he was nearing the end, that one night, he left in the middle of the night. I felt him jump off the bed and figured he went to eat.. or drink.. or potty. when I got up in the morning, he still wasn't back in bed. once I got up, he found he had passed. now, with my girl, I wanted her to make the choice. I wanted her to leave when she was ready.. but as time went on, she wasn't making that choice.. she was a zombie -- literal.
Bandit is the same, he can barely walk.. his back end flops down.. or he falls over while walking.. mom hopes he will make the choice to go, but he doesn't seem to be. 
I am not working on Friday so I won't be there to see him.. but I might make the trip out there, just to say my good-byes. 😢

tomorrow I might go to Bakersfield with a friend. I'm not going to want to get up -- I know myself. frequently I do wake up early on my days off.. but I usually lay in bed until "normal time". Ronnie has an 8 am class, so I'd probably be up for that, to occupy the furrs and feather.. then perhaps I'd do like I did last weekend and feed all the furrs and feathers before heading out.
but -- his class is finished at 9, at which point we'd actually barely be leaving for Bakersfield.
it's my (our) anniversary tomorrow so I don't want to spend the day away from home. 
perhaps I'll oversleep/sleep in 😉

so, yes, Ronnie is already in bed. the fool that he is, he scheduled a Wednesday class yesterday afternoon.. but instead of suggesting 4p.m., he suggested 4AM. when he realized his mistake, he offered to trade the a.m. for a p.m. -- they declined and decided to keep the AM 😫
and, again.. the fool that he is, he did not take a nap today.. so tomorrow (our anniversary) he will probably be sleeping 99% of the day.
but that's okay. I'd really like to research some recipes and make something myself for once. I know he is the one who's home all day long, when I'm gone for 13 hours.. but that's only 3 days out of the week.
my days that I am home, I'm home! I might as well help out.. if even just a little.