Last week I took a trip to the other side of the earth: Perth, Australia. It was amazing. But that's a post for another day. The day after I arrived, I got a phone call at 3 am from my brother, telling me my little dog, Killer, a 13 year old perfectly healthy dachshund was hunched up. He got better during the day and we decided to wait til Monday for a visit to our regular vet. The diagnosis was discopondolitis or arthritis - I can't remember exactly. Meds were involved and Killer improved and was his old self until Wednesday when he had another "attack" - hunching up and not moving, plus lack of appetite. Another trip to the vet resulted in more steroids and pain killers.
My business trip involved several presentations and getting to know my co-workers that I support in our Perth office. I also planned to stop in Sydney for four days of R&R and fly home on Tuesday. I had booked a nice apartment through Home Away - on top of the Swissotel. Qantas has a route from Dallas (which is 45 minute flight from Houston) to Sydney (16 hours) and 5 hours to Perth. Throw in a couple hours of downtime and its basically 24 hours. I
decided to cancel the Sydney leg and return home on Saturday.