This past weekend has been the last weekend I spent in my house which I have gotten to call home for the last 22 years. It is a bitter sweet good bye, I really loved that house, but my parents are ready to move away to the hills of Pennsylvania. I get to move on to apartment living. And unfortunately this past weekend was a whirl wind of crazy. I had a wedding on Saturday which was a blast. And the same day I had to bring my dog for emergency surgery to remove a tumor in his stomach. Then on Sunday I had to help move 80% of the furniture in my house to store at my Grandma's house. And then on Monday I got to relax and bring my dog home from the hospital, which meant watching him stare at the wall because he was on so many medications. So much for a relaxing 3 day weekend! Every one of my nails is broken and my emotions are hanging on by a thread. This is my cry for help! Does anybody know a good way to get dogs to take pills? Or does anyone have moving tips?
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