kennel inspection day. (not that we actually have a kennel anywhere) i have heart burn. hope all goes well and the bylaw officer can't count. wish us luck cuz if luck is on holiday somewhere else we are in very big trouble.
i did some stuff last night and then got up at 3 am to do some more...but the kick ass cleaning i am just ready to do now so it lasts until the inspection at 10 am.
so at least by late this morning, i will know what is, will be... and then i can deal with it from there. but i am so not ready for this...i wanted to be down another 10 dogs before we started the application process at all. of course the real trouble is...with all of the desperate senior dogs out there...how to get down in numbers by 10 dogs?
just say no...sigh.
i am tired, my esophagus feels like it is ready to erupt out my chest...and the dogs better be good and keep themselves busy AND quiet...out of mind, out of hearing and out from under my freaking feet.
i should have just done mid-sized old black dogs and as they wandered in and out and here and there the inspector might have thought he was just seeing the same dogs over and over again.
oh well..if during the inspection my chest does explode in an eruption of molten fire maybe in that moment of crises, that will distract him enough to forget how many dogs are wandering around in here.
i hate my life, i hate my life...i want a normal life without all the extra stress.
I'm with SAINTS in thoughts. Carol remember to breath once in a while. Good vibes are sent from Montreal, marie