Benadryl Blackout

Benadryl Blackout

My friend Danielle is out of town, so I’ve been taking her foster dog Lulu to the Second Chance Animal Aid (SCAA) adoption days. Lulu has mites, so her fur is splotchy, but she is a sweet, calm dog. Most people at the event look at her with disgust or fear: little do they know, she was nearly slaughtered for food. Some guy attempted to kill her by banging a hammer on her head! Luckily, she was saved, but her low immunity just couldn’t fight off the mites. Since Danielle has taken her in, Lulu is doing much better. She receives daily medications, weekly dips, and plenty of TLC.

I was pleasantly surprised at yesterday’s adoption day. Several British children saw her, and rather than freaking out about how “ugly” she looked, they bombarded me with questions. What happened to her? Why is she trembling? When I explained Lulu’s story, they immediately jumped to adopt her. One kid was only in Shanghai for two days, and he ran off to ask his mum if they could take her. Even the six-month UK quarantine wouldn’t deter him. I knew the adoption was not going to happen, but I was so happy to see kindness and compassion in children so young. It really made me hopeful.

Unfortuantely, the rest of yesterday was a blur. My cat allegies hit hard, so when I got home, I had to take a Benadryl. That is some strong shit, man. I was pretty much knocked out from 5pm to 11pm. John kept asking me what I wanted from the store, and I couldn’t even speak. Was ridiculous. I feel better this morning, but I gotta check out an accupuncturist. Allergies suck and I need some serious relief (other than getting drugged up).


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