My world is spinning around Ginger
The storm hit hard yesterday, and Ginger came home completely soaked. I brought her inside, wrapped her in towels, and tried to dry and clean her. She isn’t used to being handled like that, so food became the easiest way to calm her. I’m starting to think I’m overfeeding her, but it’s the only thing that works in those moments.
I want her to stay healthy, and I don’t want her to get pregnant. The real challenge is getting her to come home earlier, and figuring out how to take her to the vet without stressing her out. I could ask Christophe for help, but lately he’s been distant. I’m not sure if I did something wrong, or if life is just pulling him away.