Probably not the greatest day, but certainly not the worst. I woke up the same time I do every morning, with the sound of the neighbor's truck starting and Skuzum peeing in the toilet. James is pretty vigilant, especially during the summer months, about waking up especially early and than coaxing me into bed with mama to keep her warm while he makes his coffee and raisin bran toast. Just the morning before, James woke up abruptly due to a love bite from Skuzum. That morning James and Skuzum had been sharing some cuddles and James fell asleep, only to be awaken by the bite out of the blue delivered by Skuzum to his right forearm. At first it was not anything serious, just a small puncture wound, but it turned into a vast infection beneath his skin which than lead James and Moonie to visit the emergency room. The doctor prescribed James two shots: one tetanus and one antibiotic, in addition to an oral antibiotic he must take twice a day. James will also need to follow up at the emergency room tomorrow to make sure the infection has not worsened.
I missed being able to run with James today, however we got to go for a 2 1/2 mile trek through Griffith Park instead. By the time we were done, I noticed that James sweated more on our hike than if he had ran. I am sure this is due to his mind and body working especially hard at getting rid of the infection. I overheard him telling mama and Hanna that he was truly glad to be out and this actually helped him breathe in some fresh air. As sad as this may seem, in Los Angeles if you get up early enough there is still a sliver of a chance to breathe in some quality oxygen.
Now it's bedtime and the excitement of the day is wearing down and the humans are trying to calm down and not think about the hospital tomorrow or the chaos of the holiday weekend coming up. Me, I'm not thinking about that at all. I'm thinking about rolling over, spreading my legs, and letting the cool night breeze coming through the open window cool my sweaty paws.
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