Pets
Hard to believe it's been a year since the family Basset Hound was put to sleep.
I still miss the stinky, loveable brown-and-tan senior dog.
Sister has somewhat graciouslly allowed her dog - the grey spotted neutered "rescue" cattle dog - to to be spoiled by the family.
(her other dog, the then unspaded black "abandoned" herdding dog, found another home with NO other pets, cause Pepper does not get along with other dogs ... and no one wanted to find out the hard way if she would attack/main/kill cats)
Taking the odinator out for a walk has been different - I've needed to learn how to "walk" the dog, instead of letting the dog "walk" me - but a good different.
Some neighbors have also been helping me by occasionally asking me to take care of their mutt while they're out for a weekend - walking/running their four-legged buddy has always been a fun experience because he has such an exuberance and desire for something beyond the backyard he lives in nearly twenty-four seven. When I come by, there is he is, waiting (begging) by the leash, straining to go faster, farther, explore what he can reach.
Been an intersting year, when it comes to animals in general, dogs in particular.
Thinking if the family does formally adopt a new dog, instead of hogging sister's dog, we should go for a senior dog from the "used dog lot" instead of a puppy, cause practically everyone wants a puppy and it seems like too often the mature dogs, and older pets get left behind, left unwanted to die.
I still miss the stinky, loveable brown-and-tan senior dog.
Sister has somewhat graciouslly allowed her dog - the grey spotted neutered "rescue" cattle dog - to to be spoiled by the family.
(her other dog, the then unspaded black "abandoned" herdding dog, found another home with NO other pets, cause Pepper does not get along with other dogs ... and no one wanted to find out the hard way if she would attack/main/kill cats)
Taking the odinator out for a walk has been different - I've needed to learn how to "walk" the dog, instead of letting the dog "walk" me - but a good different.
Some neighbors have also been helping me by occasionally asking me to take care of their mutt while they're out for a weekend - walking/running their four-legged buddy has always been a fun experience because he has such an exuberance and desire for something beyond the backyard he lives in nearly twenty-four seven. When I come by, there is he is, waiting (begging) by the leash, straining to go faster, farther, explore what he can reach.
Been an intersting year, when it comes to animals in general, dogs in particular.
Thinking if the family does formally adopt a new dog, instead of hogging sister's dog, we should go for a senior dog from the "used dog lot" instead of a puppy, cause practically everyone wants a puppy and it seems like too often the mature dogs, and older pets get left behind, left unwanted to die.