This morning before taking Chase to school I asked him if he would please let the dogs outside. After I asked him to do this chore I had to stop and giggle to myself as a memory popped into my head that revolved around the same daily chore. Here goes.......
When Chase was almost 6 years old we or I should say "I" decided that he needed to have a dog of his own. After all, every kid should have a dog in my opinion and by gosh he was going to have one! So we ended up with Linus, our massive yellow lab that causes trouble all on his own everyday! Well, thanks to Linus I ended up with one of my all time wonderful mother moments. It started on the first full week of school, Chase was in 1st grade and I had just had Olivia, she was only a few weeks old. That morning after he had gotten dressed and eaten breakfast he was to let Linus out to use the bathroom and then bring him back in. Now he had not wanted much to do with this dog after the first few months. He was great about feeding him and letting him out at first but then it started trickling off and we had to constantly remind him about his new friend. So anyway, that morning he had let him out and hadn't brought him back in yet after I asked him repeatedly to do so. Of course I had let him in and put him in his cage so we could leave but Chase didn't know that. As we went to leave he asked me where Linus was and I asked him if he had let him in. He said no. So I thought that I would use this time as a lesson about responsibility and caring for our pets, yada yada yada. So I said, "do you think he ran away?" After I let him stir for only a few minutes, I told him that I had taken care of it. But then I felt awful because he was almost in tears at the thought of his dog running away from home. Lovely huh?!?! So this gets even better, or worse, depends on how you look at it.
After dropping him off, I came home, let the dogs back outside to play and started feeding Liv and doing things around the house. After 30 minutes or so I let the dogs back inside and a short while later I hear Linus whining. I go find him and I think he has something in his mouth. So I go to grab whatever it is and I realize that there is nothing there but that his jowls are completely swollen, his eyes are almost completely closed, he has huge lumps all over his body and the poor dog can barely walk because his "boys" are so huge from whatever is happening! Not too mention I can tell that his throat was closing because his breathing wasn't right. I'm telling you that he looked like a cartoon! I run and call the vet, I throw Liv into the car with this huge swollen dog (who by the way HATES riding in the car in the 1st place) and I am doing 80 on the interstate to get him to the vet! Turns out he was stung by a wasp!
But as I'm driving I realize that only a few hours ago did I put my child into panick thinking his dog was gone and now the damn dog might die in the car from anaphylaxis!!!!
Needless to say, the dog is fine and still with us but I definitley felt that day that I had hit an all time low in the mothering department!!!
Mom, Momma, Mommy
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