Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Anticipated and Not-So Anticipated Drop-Kicking

Last night, our family went to the Dropkick Murphys concert at the House of Blues in Dallas.  We're long-time fans, having seen them years ago in Portland, ME where we used to live.  They're a Boston band, with a loyal New England following, so a Texas show is a rarity.  This was T's first real concert with us and we'd all been looking forward to this show all these many weeks since we surprised her with the tickets on Christmas Day.

House of Blues last night
The show was cozy and intimate, which was both good and bad.  While we were a stone's throw from the band, we were also very close to the speakers and the mosh pit.  Much of the night was spent sheltering T from every shove and push.  Now that we're getting older, and bringing a young one around, we'll be buying balcony tickets instead.  Ah, the joys of growing up...

So close!
Acoustic set
A little banjo...
With my head still foggy from hearing loss and Guinness, we set out on our morning walk.  As always, Arwen was very interested in these huge cabbage-shaped weeds in the open field behind us.  I tugged at her leash a couple of steps ahead of her, urging her to keep up.  Feeling annoyed at her desire to sniff every green thing between home and her usual potty area, I tugged again.  Suddenly, she started sneezing deeply.  These were the kind of sneezes that shake her whole body in thunderous tremors.

"Wait, mom!  I think I smell coyotes!"
This time, I turned towards her just in time to see Arwen leaning far backwards in the throes of an enormous sneeze, at the end of  her leash as I pulled.  Over she toppled, and then fell onto her side.  She was still trying to get that sneeze out, but was now flailing her legs around trying to right herself.  As I looked down at my beautiful, helpless Arwen, I was convinced she was having a seizure!  All the symptoms were there - stiff, rigid body, legs flailing in helpless motion, and unable to stand up.  I called for Matt who was far ahead of us now and he came running back over.

I was missing a really crucial piece of information, though.  When Arwen had gone over onto her side, she was lying in a bit of a ditch - her body was actually almost upside down and I was kneeling over her.  She was simply stuck!  Here I was trying to deal with what looked like a seizure, when in reality she was stuck like a ladybug on her back!

So while I was relieved she hadn't had a seizure, I felt awful that I'd managed to flip my poor old lady onto her back and then I'd pinned her into a ditch.  All because I was irritated that she wanted to smell some weeds and then got sniffly.

There are definitely extra belly rubs in Arwen's immediate future.

"Oh, this belly?  Yes, you may rub this belly"


  1. Glad it wasn't a seizure and that Arwen is fine. Don't feel too bad, she will forgive you EVENTUALLY given enough treats and special attention!

  2. Oh I have done the same thing! I once tugged (not hard!!) at exactly the wrong moment and poor little Katie just came flying off the rock she was standing on. I blamed the fact that I was used to big dogs and didn't quite have the hang of the amount of pressure to use with a little dog. She was unfazed, and jumped right back up, but I felt SO guilty!!

  3. BOL!! I think you have worked too long at a vet's office!! :) Glad Arwen is OK? But are you?? :)

  4. Lots and LOTS of belly rubs.:) SO glad Arwen is ok.

    Teddy Bear & Sierra

  5. Poor Arwen. Glad everyone's Ok. It is sad when we realize it is too loud.


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