Yesterday was clearly not my day. My hubby was in the city in the morning and I was left alone with our 18 dogs and all the birds. By three o'clock in the afternoon my condition was such that my only request to Space was to let me die.
Dogs, sensing lack of control, very quickly oriented themselves and began disobedience. They stole several towels, strewed a chair and, to top it all, dragged a live duck into their room. Fortunately, except for a few lost feathers, the duck was not injured. But I learned about this only later, then that all this time I was lying and could not get up. I realized that our dogs were entertained in full when my hubby returned home and told them his attitude to their behavior loud enough.
The weather was also terrible. It was pouring rain and there was a strong wind, which caused problems with electricity. As a result, my husband had to make me an injection against febrifuge under a flashlight!
Kusilda continues to show universal sorrow. As a result, my husband took her to the vet this morning, but he did not find anything. We are finally established in the conclusion that Kusilda just wants another turkey fillet.
I hate to be sick and I'm determined to get myself into a normal state as soon as possible!