Ohhh I have so much to blog about! A best friend’s wedding, a fun trip back home, a little one’s birthday party…but first I have to tell you all about Hazel’s “interesting” week.
After a great weekend in Kansas City, Chris flew back home to Houston and Arden and I enjoyed a few more days with friends and family. When he picked Hazel up from the pet ranch on Monday night, Chris said she was super excited and seemed totally normal. Fast forward to Tuesday evening–I get a text from him saying “Hazel is acting weird”. Apparently when he got home from work she was cowering in the corner, shaking, and then ran to hide under the bed–where she stayed for the rest of the evening. (Just the thought of this makes me tear up!) Chris couldn’t even coax her out with peanut butter. Something was really off. On a normal night Hazel can be found snoring peacefully on the couch, or with her eyes locked on the front window–just waiting for someone to walk by. Or pretending that she’s human…
Worried about what might’ve happened to her while she was boarded, I called the pet ranch to get the scoop the next morning. They said she had acted like her normal, happy self and they were also very concerned to hear about her behavior at home. I nervously waited for Chris to get home from work on Wednesday to give us an update. I wanted to cry when he said she was still “depressed”. She wouldn’t eat or drink and wasn’t even interested in going for a walk. Who was this dog?! Clearly something had traumatized her and we just wishing she could tell us what it was.
Thursday morning I was anxious to get home and take care of our little troll under the bed. Surprisingly, she came out to greet Arden and me, but she looked frail and weak. It absolutely broke my heart. However, after lots of love and a few spoonfuls of peanut butter she was starting to warm up a little. I took Arden into the playroom to see if Hazel would follow, and sure enough she did. She started at the doorway and then slowly made her way over to her little sister…
Apparently I had totally underestimated the bond that these two have. We realized that Hazel’s doggy blues were all because she was worried sick that her baby wasn’t coming home! Arden has always been her pup’s #1 fan, but now it’s pretty clear that Hazel was also pretty attached 🙂
So while she’s not 100% back to normal, Hazel is seeming more and more like herself. With some tasty new treats, warmed up dog food (ew), and her precious Arden back at home…all is becoming right in this Frenchie’s world again.
**Annnnd, she just barked at the UPS guy. She’s back, folks!**
Next time we travel, I’m sending some of Arden’s clothes in her doggy bed 🙂