Poor Scout!

I probably shouldn't have, but this morning I gave in to my maternal impulses, and called "Dog Days" to see how Scout was doing. First, they put me on hold... for what seemed like a long time. Then they came back to tell me:

The Good News: Scout was even then playing nicely with all of the dogs. There had been no incidences of diarrhea.

The Bad News: Apparently Scout had experienced some stress during the night last night, and chewed through the dog run (metal) that she was in. "We'll have to find something stronger tonight," they told me.

Now, I wouldn't exactly characterize this place as a "kennel." It's a doggie day care place, that has recently begun to offer overnight boarding. The dogs are not put in "kennels" but play all day, and have a little mini living room where they have down time (and tummy rubs, I'm told) in the evening. But they do sleep in these kennels at night.

Scout has, up until now, always gone to someone's house, or had someone stay with her when we travel. She's never been in a facility like this before. She sleeps on the floor in our bedroom usually. When she goes to our friend's house, she sleeps under her bed.

So now I feel bad. I feel bad for Scout, who is waking up lonely in the middle of the night, and trying to find a way to escape. And I feel bad because I don't want the dog place to think ill of my dog. My dog who chews through metal. I don't want them to say: "We don't want her to stay with us any more." I want them to regard her with the same warmth and affection that I do.

Please pray for Scout to have good dreams tonight, and good play time tomorrow.