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| A doped out Cuba |
Oh my god
I feel terrible. I have become the dog equivalent of the parent who doses their
kid up with baby Panadol just to get some sleep. It turns out Cuba is not
adjusting well to the new environment. To make sure we, and the neighbours, are
aware of this, she howls like a wolf as soon as she wakes at 5.30am each
morning. One neighbour has complained, telling me he thought "a woman was
being strangled." Oh the shame. I've resorted to sleeping on the lounge
from 5.30am onwards so she will stop howling and I can get some sleep. I am at
the end of my tether and ready to offer her to the RSPCA.
Today I
went to the pet shop to buy some food. I got talking to the shop assistant. One
minute I was contemplating letting Cuba sleep in my bedroom, the next I was
memorised by the shop assistant’s talk of herbal tablets that relax dogs and
calm their nerves. She was sure to tell me they were "all natural".
I didn't really care. Before I could say sleep deprivation, I was
shouting "Yes yes, give them to me."
And so I
did it, I drugged her. I laced her food with puppy Panadol. I feel bad. I am a
terrible puppy parent. But, the change was remarkable. Within 15 minutes Cuba
was flat out and asleep on the lounge. When she woke, she as so dopey she
struggled to life her eye lids. She lasted 10 minutes and went back to sleep.
OMG, I
feel so terrible. To ease my guilt I made a deal with myself. The doggy Panadol
is only for very special occasions from now on. I promise. Right now, I am just
grateful for the drugs and the sleep I will be getting tomorrow morning – in my
bed no less.
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