Oops. It has been quite a while since I last wrote. I knew
I would be no good at this blog thing. Oh well.
There is nothing worse than having a sick pet. Actually that is not true- there is nothing
worse than a sick pet and being 4.5 hours from a vet! That is the situation we
had here in the last few days. After 3 days of vomiting, refusing to eat or
drink we knew that we had to bring him into Whitehorse to be checked out.
We decided that I would bring Pepper in and Mark would stay
home with Carter. On the way I quickly
learned that there is one thing worse than having a sick dog that you have to
drive 4.5 hours to the vet for. That is a sick dog with horrible gas that
stinks up your car for 4.5hours. It was the longest trip of my life. I had the
choice of chocking on the stench or opening the window and freezing my ass off.
I decided on a mixture of both.
My poor puppy had to be kept in the animal hospital overnight
because he needed an IV but he is doing much better now and seems to be almost
back to himself.
After doing a bit of shopping, Pepper and I hit the
road. Being up north I expected to see a
ton of wildlife while driving. It is an understatement to say that I have been
disappointed that all I have seen so far is one tiny fox. That is until today.
There were 2 huge beautiful caribou that I passed on the side of the road. I
was desperate to get a picture but it wasn’t a safe spot to stop. I did slow
down and got a really good look at them. It was pretty exciting for me.
About an hour further down the road I see something standing
in the middle of the highway. I approach slowly and nearly die when I come
across a WOLF. I was so excited I thought I was going to jump out of my skin.
This time I do stop and I am staring at this beautiful creature, camera in
hand, when I notice that the wolf has a collar. Now I don’t know much about
wolves but I am pretty sure they don’t have owners. Turns out that my wolf was
just some family’s pet dog- A huge disappointment I may add.
I think the biggest thing I am finding hard living in Ross
River is getting used to being so far from the city. Drives into Whitehorse are
exhausting. You run around the city trying to get stocked up on supplies and
groceries to last you another month or so.
It is a far cry from running out to the store everyday like I was used
to. More on that another day.
