Let's see Jane, it's been pretty eventful here. I just haven't posted anything cause it seems like one thing after another. (and yes congrats to you & your family Maggie!) We had a blizzard maybe 2 weekends ago. Vin got up early to get to the shop to plow it out, probably around 6ish. So it's me and the kids & grandkids. Zeke is now 10 1/2 and I think I mentioned he's been a little nervous/anxious as of late and the 18" of snow certainly didn't help.
I was hoping he wouldn't go outside until Vin came home cause we can work better with him together as a team, then me by myself. He had to go out
I knew I was gonna be in trouble so I text 2 of my neighbor's to make sure they were home and could help out in a pickle if I needed them. Get him outside and he's nervous but walks out to the yard, does his business but refused to walk on the concrete or paved driveway back to the house. I shoveled it 20 times & put down salt so it wasn't slick but he refused. We have camera's set up so I could go inside and warm a little and watch to see if he would follow (he didn't) but for the most part I sat on a folding chair chatting with my dog for 3 hrs in a blizzard. Finally and reluctantly I put the harness on him and explained to the boys helping that it's 175 lbs of him fighting us, when we go to lift. I think once he realized what I was going to do, he overcame the fear of walking on the driveway and started to go, they boys didn't expect it and I had to yell don't let him stop, stay close cause we might have to lift him up the steps, but he managed doing it with all of us by his side in support.
The following weekend, and please I hope no one holds this against me but I felt that I had no choice and my thought was, if they go, they fast & together. 12:30 pm, We get a knock on the door from some firefighters saying get out of your house right now huge gas leak close by (they ended up evacuating 40 to 50 homes) I wake the teenage grandson, he thinks I'm joking & the little 5 year old is crying & scared to death, Vin's daughter is saying I need a shower and have to go to work and I explain in very frank tone, this is death knocking people, get yourself dressed warmly and get in the car....NOW! Oh yeah, and it's the coldest day of the year, 2 degrees.
Vin & I contemplate back and fourth over moving the dogs, there is still so much snow and ice and Zeke will not handle that very well and Myra has a weak back end but I could get her in the car but it's been a few years, how will she react? Last time at the Emergency vet I had to give a DNR cause her heart was beating so fast they thought she would have a heart attack. I texted the neighbor across the street, he has a long huge driveway and asked if we could just park in his driveway, so at least we had eyes on the house. 2 hrs later Vin and the firemen are digging all the sewers open (from the 18" of snow the week before) cause all the gas is trapped in the sewer system.
Then they evacuate the neighbor who's driveway we are parked in. Vin stays outside in the cold, in front of the house cause he refused to leave the dogs and says 55 years is a good life & if we go, we go together. Wonderful, just wonderful. I take the grandkids and stay local, the outside of the development. They finally find the pipe that burst and it's in the street between a neighbor's and our house, so at that point they can turn the gas off. We finally get back in the house around 4:30pm with no gas, but at least we are all together, house was at hoovering between 55/60 degrees (with a few electric heaters) and newfs were happy. They got the gas/heat back on around 1/2 am.
I must say that I can't take any more drama, I'm done for 2018! :uglyhammer: