Doggie Doping

On Wednesday I dropped Cash off at the Athens Regional Spay and Neuter Clinic and needless to say, he will never be the same. Yesterday morning when I went to pick him up, one of the staff members reviewed the post-op instructions with me and I was with her until she said "No running, jumping, or rowdy playing for the next 7-10 days and keep him indoors." Being the Labrador Retriever that he is, I'm pretty sure that we were home for maybe 7 minutes before he felt the need to jump up and "retrieve" something from the kitchen counter.

Last night I was able to keep him relatively still by feeding him. However it's probably not the best I idea I've ever had to give him a Kong full of peanut butter, 2 servings of Frosty Paws and a 30" bully stick in addition to his regular meal and treats in a matter of about 4 hours. Besides if he continued to eat at that rate for the next 7-10 days, I would have to get a second job.

So today I'm trying a new approach: I'm drugging him. Now I'm not a proponent of drugs, but if I've got to keep this dog relatively contained for any period of time at all, one of us has to be on them. Earlier this afternoon I went to Target for the sole purpose of buying him his very own box of Benadryl. One hour and 50 mg later, he looks very much like this... Except he's in the floor where dogs belong instead of own my pillow where dogs don't belong, yet he always seems to find a way to get there whenever I get up in the morning. (Yes, I'm a pushover. Yes, I'm eating my words. Yes you all were right, Allison and Maggie...and Emily...and everyone else who said I would let him take over my bed.)