Have you even had a time in your life when one things happens, then another & another & another.....until you feel burried?......then it starts happening to people around you & you wonder.......on my......maybe others shouldn't get close as it must be rubbing off. I don't truely believe that happens, but sometimes if feels that way.

This has actually started months & probably years ago, but just in the last few weeks, I feel like I am being burried in mis-haps & accidents & at the point where I know I have no control of anything.

I posted about the dog I rescued from the accident that was in front of my house.....we I have his as my foster dog & keep him on the front porch & then later in the day....have him tied to the front tree, so he can be in the shade & run around.

I have 6 other american eskimo dogs that are my babies.....living in the house with me....but in separate areas as there are several that love to fight with each other.......Leo, Celia, & Tawny stay upstairs mostly with me.......then Chinook has his back porch that I have a gate across & Destiny & JoGI have their puppy pens they hang around in all day.....huge pens that have a lot of room to move around in & a grate flooring so everything goes through it if necessary.

Everytime I let them outside, I keep a leash on them so they don't get close to Roscoe (my foster dog).....but Leo, 2 weeks ago, slipped out of my hand & ran across the street with his leash on.....when he came back, he came nose to nose with Roscoe....they stood there for about 30 seconds....until I reached for the leash to grab Leo away before anything happened. Just as I did that, they got into it. Leo got his leg bit....with the help of the person that was there with me, we got them separated only to have them get into it one more time before they could be completely broken up & controlled. Leo was limping around & I took him upstairs to clean off the bite & look at it better...it looked strange, so called the vet. Of course, it was after hours.....they only handle emergencies until 10pm & by the time I got it all settled, it was after 9pm.

Previously, I had taken Destiny in to have her teeth cleaned & pulled, then took Tawny in to have her spayed after she got together with her brother Leo & also have her teeth cleaned & pulled. I was commenting on how I hadn't met the vets yet & wondered what it took to meet them........well, with the emergency, he was there in 10 minutes & I had Leo in my arms as he didn't want to put any pressure on the leg that was bit. Luckily, the vet caught onto that lack of putting pressure on it & took an xray....sure enough, the bite had broken the small bone in the leg.....so they stitched up the wound & put a splint on & sent him home with antibiotics, pain meds, & some calming meds so he would stay quiet & let the leg heal.

A week later, I was potty waking my doggies before going to a lunchen with our womens horse group.....there were flames & smoke up the street.....having just met my neighbor from up the street the week before when he brought down some tomatoes & then bush hogged all my overgrown weeds in my yard, my first thought was his farm. Later that day, after the lunch & a few errands, I stopped by their farm & sure enough.....his barn had burnt down that morning.....started by the light he had on & igniting the hay that was in the barn.....huge fire but they kept it from burning down the other builings. I had Leo in the truck with me & had some ice in a bucket of water for him....sure enough, he tipped it over & got his splint all wet.....found this out so late in the day, I didnt want another emergency vet bill, so decided to take him in the next day to have it checked out & taken care of. Not only was the splint damp.....but it had been broken so it wasn't supporting the leg the way it should. They put on a cast & I brought him home & tried to keep him quieter with a little higher dose of calming med. Later that night, I was getting into the puppy pen with JoGI.....somehow, he got his head down to push through the door & got the metal hook that holds the door shut, hooked into the corner of his eye. He was screaming & I was looking at it, trying to figure out how to undo what I was looking at without poking out his eye or tearing the skin. I was holding onto the scruff of his neck to keep him still & said a huge prayer for help. Somehow, I was able to push his head down & lift up on the door & it came unhooked as easily as it got hooked.....at 2am in the morning.....nothing was torn, bleeding, & the eye looked the same as it had before.......so I closed the door & told him to go to sleep & I would check the next morning......no swelling nothing....miracles do happen & that was definitely a miracle. That same day, Chinook had climed over his gate & got into the house. I noticed blood drips all over the floor....looking to see what he cut, I noticed blood dripping out of where he pees. I immediately called the vet & we went in thinking a bladder infection or a stone, or something not good, but they couldn't find anything except an enlarged prostate......so he is on AB's for that....I ha noticed some yellow gook coming out of there also, indicating some infection somewhere in there....but xrays showed no stones & the cath that took the urin, showed no blood in the bladder......so we are working on getting that cleared up.

I thought I would have a breather for awhile.....really, what more could go wrong......I just shouldn't ask those questions.....I was volunteering for our the 127 yard sale setup on Thursday, Friday, & Saturday. Saturday, at the end, we loaded up all the left over stuff into our trucks & took it to Goodwill. I left goodwill & decided to get a couple of things I needed at Walmart. Driving down the street, somehow, Leo jumped into the front seat & got his casted let caught between the back part of the oassenger seat & the center console. He was yiping & I couldn't find a place to pull the truck off the road. I grabbed him with my right hand to keep him still until I could find a place to pull over. Sure enough, he had pulle the cast down about 3 inches....paniced that he might have broken the big bone in the leg, I hung onto his neck & drove directly to the vet's office, calling them when I got there. He was there in 15 minutes......& I helped him hold Leo while he got the cast off & put another cast on.......in answer to my prayer, the bone was not broken but his leg was definitely sore.

Wouldn't you know, that was the one morning I didn't give him the larger dose of his doggie calming med.....but the anesthetic used to knock him out to recast his leg lasted for about 4 hours, so I just let him lay on my air mattress on the floor with me. That kept him still for quite a while.

I refuse to ask what else can happen as I really don't want to know.....nor do I even want to think that about anything more happening.....I have all I can handle each day. It's like having 6 children of my own plus a foster child that are accidents waiting to happen.

Other families around me have their own share of things happening to them which I know aren't related to me, but it just sometimes feels that the bad things happening to me rub off on others even though I know it's not true.

Living alone with 6 doggies really keeps live busy besides all the work I really have to do around here.....I don't even have my horses here yet & I am struggling with everything.....add 2-3 horses & life will really be more of a challenge.

So much for a quiet life on the farm....lol.
Debbie