Hours of time lost but a lifetime of information gained so whatever. Tonight I make all of the forms while saving the data. Look at me go. I am also going to start a fire. In the fireplace for once. Way I see it, a fire offers me just enough distraction that I can tinker around for small amounts of time without completely flaking out on the forms. If there were a Distraction Land, I would be the Queen and I would rule with an iron fist. Until something shinier came along.
I groomed a "very dangerous dog" who "needs a muzzle on the entire time". Poor old sheep dog rolled in tranqued out of her gourd and still showed signs of being very defensive. Not so defensive that she needed a muzzle for anything and certainly not so defensive that I would label her dangerous by any stretch of the imagination. Scared maybe. Worried. But not "very dangerous". I am not putting aside that she showed her teeth and bit the brush (gently while avoiding my hand and when teeth touched hand, she didn't put any pressure down and shifted uncomfortably after I made disappointed clucking noises) twice and she's big enough that I don't want to take a serious bite for any reason. I am also not ignoring the fact that she was sedated to a ridiculous degree. My hope is that I can get her so she is not growling, biting, stiffening or backing herself into corners while tranquilized and then do it with half the dosage and so forth and so on until she is no longer needing any type of meds to handle grooming. I'm psyched. The owner was also psyched and loved her hair cut. JH#1!
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