The Adventures of Laura and Clifford-Pass the Trazodone

Clifford seems to be doing well. Hopefully those inner stitches are holding. He’s his own worst enemy. I’m writing this while he slowly heads off to the dream realm. It’s been a hell of a day. It started off with Clifford chewing off a piece of his pee pad. I was taking a minute to myself to pee. Heaven forbid! I caught him just in time. I had to shove my hand into the back of his mouth and fetch the piece of pee pad that he was about to swallow. If this was the only thing that happened today, that would have been enough! Oh no! Let’s see how much more Laura can take.

Clifford began playing and could not get him to calm down. I put a call into the vet and he agreed he needs three doses of Trazodone. Thank God. So at his afternoon feeding, he got his second dose as he was wanting to play as puppies do. He can’t do that yet. He needs time for his wounds to heal. I head over to the dishwasher and start putting away the clean dishes when crash! My kitchen shelf fell and glass went everywhere! Luckily Clifford retreated to the living room. I grabbed the baby gate and closed him off from the kitchen. I had just unloaded one load of dishes and now the contents of cabinet needed washing. I had already cleaned and changed sheets on air mattress where we are hanging during his recovery. I had already cleaned the kitchen floor. I guess I should be grateful as I was barefoot and did not cut my feet. My hands are another story.

So, Clifford is hanging out on air mattress and I clean as thoroughly and quickly as possible. I guess he felt we were apart long enough. He tried to topple himself over the baby gate. My heart has aged 20 years from that! In the crate he went! For his own protection.

I’ve had enough todaying for today! So Clifford gets three doses of Trazodone a day now. I’m calling the vet back and ask how many doses I can take! Jesus take the wheel!

The sock eating, pee pad eating, rock eating, stick eating, gate hurling, bionic (please God) puppy now sleeps.

13 thoughts on “The Adventures of Laura and Clifford-Pass the Trazodone”

  1. I’ve never owned a dog. But I had a cat, who when he was a kitten, almost ate one of those feather toys. I didn’t imagine a cat would actually EAT the feathers, but I ended up having to literally put my fingers down my kitten’s throat and pull the feather toy out. If I hadn’t done that he’d have never seen the 18 years of life he did. LOL!

  2. Today while working at Lowes a customer brought in his German Shepard and gave a hand signal for her to set, while he paid for a large piece of lumber. The Shepard sat and looked at me with those eyes(like Clifford) but I did not say a word as not to interrupt her master command or distract her. Obedience training may be an answer to Jesus to take the wheel. Good Luck!!!!

    1. It’s coming!! He knows commands. Within one week he was sitting, laying and shaking. This threw everything into a tailspin. We had just started walking to work off that energy and it made a difference. Then this!

  3. You gotta get that dog some obedience training or he’s going to be the death of himseof or you, or both, LOL. Seriously, cute is quickly turning into insanity and you don’t want it to get to the point that you have no choice but to give him up. πŸ™

      1. Good. πŸ™‚ I can tell he’s a sweet dog and all. Youb can see it in his eyes in his pics. He just neds some help learning what the rules are. πŸ™‚

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