She only looks innocent
They're plotting something.
Whenever Bandit has a breathing episode I can't help but compare it to my low blood sugar reactions as a kid. He just looks at me so helplessly. He's had these issues for his whole life, and yet every time he starts to wheeze he gets scared. All he has to do is swallow a couple times and he's fine, but even as an adult dog he doesn't do it without some encouragement from me or my husband. In so many ways he's a just a kid who wants his mommy to make the bad stuff go away.
I know having dogs isn't the same thing as having children, but since I don't have human children my dogs fill in, and all I want is for them to be happy, healthy, and to feel loved and safe. And when Bandit starts to wheeze he doesn't feel any of those things, except maybe loved because I always come running to be with him. In a lot of ways it's exactly like my parents running to my rescue when my blood sugar would crash when I was a kid, or my husband running to the rescue to take care of me now. It may not seem like much when paramedics are being called and everyone is scared and things seem chaotic (that's a worst-case scenario though; usually it's just "Go drink some juice") but having that love is so incredibly helpful. I've had lows that were so low they didn't even read on my monitor, and so long as I had family that loved me there to help me through it, they weren't half as scary as 55's that I had to deal with on my own (and "on my own" includes being at work surrounded by people.)
I think Bandit agrees with me, though pant pant whine woof whine could just mean he wants me to get up off the couch and feed him.
I miss those puppies.
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