Short lived joy.

  I fully intended to start recounting my experiences and thoughts of each of my Team Type 2 squad's segments of RAAM on Tuesday past. However, Monday afternoon as Patty and I were dining with several crew members before saying our goodbyes and heading to the airport, we received a call that our 12.5 year old Golden Retriever, Scout, had taken ill in the kennel facility back home in Denver. They  had to rush him to the Animal E. R. for emergent care. This put a bit of a damper on our celebratory mood post RAAM. 

The flight from Baltimore took what seemed like an eternity. We headed directly to the hospital. What we say horrified us both! Open wounds. Lesions. Abrasions. Scout couldn't even walk! What had those people done to him? ! ? 

We took Scout home and have been nursing him back to health. He hadn't been able to get up on his own until just over night last night. He hadn't eaten until this morning either. However, he was laying on a different side this morning when I got up to take him and Elvis out. He went potty and ate for the first time since we got him back home. We are cautiously optimistic that he'll recover from his injuries and infections. We hope quickly. 

With this going on, I have not been in much of a mood to write. Celebrate. Nor reflect on Team Type 2's grand accomplishment. Once the stress of  this latest crisis eases, I plan to write a post for each shift with my reflections.