Getting ready for the trip South
Today I’m getting ready for our trip South. I promised to head down as soon as I could in order to take care of my mom’s belongings, so I am. Nathan is 7 weeks old, weighs less than 10 pounds, yet I’m having to pack twice as much for him as I am for myself. It’s insane how much stuff one tiny little baby needs for a week! Since I’m flying by myself down there, and C i will meet me on day 3 of the trip, I’m just packing enough for the next 3 days and he will bring the rest with him.
C is also bringing Haley, our dog. It costs a fortune to board her, so doing so will save us a lot of money on an already expensive trip. My friend Jeanie usually keeps her free of charge, but Haley transforms into a trouble child the minute you turn away (she actually checks) and I just can’t torture my friend like that. The last time she kept her, she sent me frantic texts at a ridiculous morning hour with a play-by-play of her time with Haley. It went something like this:
4;45am: Jenn, I love ya, but your mutt is the devil incarnate
4:47am: Jenn! Your DOG CHEWED through my CHAIN-LINKED FENCE! Who the hell does that? It’s METAL!!!
4:51 am: OMG- she’s GONE! I tied her up outside and she somehow got out of it and escaped through the hole she chewed in my fence…
4:59am: This is stupid- STUPID I tell you! I’ve NEVER had this happen to me! I’m running around the street like a madwoman with a flashlight in my flannel pajamas screaming your dogs name at the top of my lungs!!!
….and so it went.
Jeanie actually offered to keep Haley again for us, but I informed her that good friends do not let other friends be masochistic. So the Herculean devil-mutt is coming along with us and she’ll just have to deal with it.