Archive for October, 2013

Probably the only thing worse than being sick yourself is looking after a sick tw0-year-old.  Sebby is down and out with a chest-rattling cough, but it doesn’t seem to be slowing him down much.  He’s super eager to get outside and play with this new hockey stick and ball.  Attaboy.

Without any family who can help out within 600 kilometers, juggling sick days away from daycare can be a challenge at the best of times.  Right now, both Danielle and I are in the midst of some serious stuff at work, so fortunately our employers are being very understanding while we sort out a solution.  In the meantime, Treehouse On Demand has kept Sebby entertained while I work from home.  I can’t help but listen with one ear open, so my Spanish is getting some brushing up thanks to episode after episode of Dora the Explorer.  Frankly, if I have to hear the Backpack song much more, I will promptly go “loco”.

If only Sebby had an abuela or abuelo (grandparents, in Spanish.  Thanks Dora!) who lived nearby.  Oh well.  Wish us luck!

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The other day, in the midst of a hectic work week (which is pretty standard) and probably after fighting to put Sebby sleep (also pretty standard), Danielle once again reminded me that I need to find time to get out of the house and do something on my own.

Well, last night I finally took her advice and spent an evening with our dog Mojo.  Was it relaxing?  Not particularly.  That’s probably because we spent the evening at the Toronto Emergency Veterinary Hospital, but we only left after I’d cleaned up our house; which to a casual observer, would have resembled a particularly gruesome crime scene.  That is, if barfing and crapping in many common areas is considered a crime.  [Note to guests, barfing and crapping in our home’s common areas is a crime]

Sometime in the last few days, we suspect Mojo got into something in the park.  Being part Lab, he’s prone to eating random bits of food he finds anywhere, and he must’ve gobbled down something that REALLY didn’t agree with him.  He’s normally great about not going to the bathroom in the house, so this was pretty rare and an indication of how bad he felt.  He actually tried to dig his way out through our back door, messing up our door trim in the process.

After a few hours in the hospital, he was feeling much better and is on antacids and light antibiotics.

The lesson I’ve learned from all of this is to try and plan a night out on the day when Mojo isn’t feeling well, so that I can avoid cleaning up the mess.

For the animal owners in the East End of Toronto:
If you need after hours care for your vet, I would recommend going to these guys.  This is our second visit and their service and facilities are great.  I could’t recommend them highly enough.  Also, free coffee.

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