I am soooooo tired, and it's not even 10pm.
1. Walked tons of dogs.
2. Picked up lots of poop.
3. Gave a Great Dane a bath (it was actually pretty fun lol)
4. Cleaned off dog rugs.
5. Washed about 100 dog bowls and toys.
6. Mopped up pee.
7. Scrubbed floors.
And so much more. Poor Ferg got to come with me, but was in a kennel for the day, as the daycare was at full capacity. He laid down in the kennel, and I gave him a bed, but I couldn't tell how okay he was. I left his muzzle on for comfort (and to make sure the bed didn't get torn up) and he looked pretty okay when I'd pass him throughout the day. He also got a bowl of water, but he dumped it and got the bed all wet. Then, when I took him out to go home, he was shaking slightly, and the bed was still wet. I'm not sure if he went and peed in it or not...it didn't really smell. : / but he otherwise seemed fine (and he himself was not wet). He is also just fine now, and came inside and seemed very happy...so it must not have been all THAT traumatizing. I don't think I'll give him free access to water tomorrow to see what happens to the bed then (he should survive seven hours if he's not really moving around much except for the walk I get to give him half way through, and I can give him water then). I put the bed right into the wash once we got home, so it will be all ready to go tomorrow. I do hope he'll be okay...but he was definitely quiet, if nothing else.
I kind of wish I didn't have to work two days in a row. I feel like I just got home and it's time for bed, and then I'll wake up and have to do it all over again. *sighs* At least I know I'm off Friday.
Here's wishing the best for tomorrow, and that Ferg can hold up. It will be okay, buddy...it's only temporary.