It's not a bad day either, it's just not a good day. I'm referring to Dusty, my companion for 14+ years now. I knew he wasn't feeling good by the way he was cuddled up next to me this morning, it was as if he was pressing his body into mine and wanting to be held. This is what he does when he is not well.
He ate fine, pooped fine, but his general demeanor is not the same. In spite of his advanced age he is always playful and happy. Today he is content to snooze on his pillow. It's cold and it could just be that he is old and it's cold. Either way, I told Erik to keep an eye on him while I am at work. It concerns me.
Meantime Blitz comes to work with me today. He's getting his nails clipped by a professional groomer today. She is awesome and groomed my dogs for me when I was too injured from the car accident. She has that magic way with animals, gaining their trust and doing a great job without inflicting any pain. I'm hoping she can do the same with Blitz. When I trim his nails it's at least a 40 minute ordeal with lots of screaming. His nails grow out wooden-like and deformed which make it challenging. I wish her luck. Then, it's off to the vet dermatologist this afternoon to look at a wound that hasn't healed for over a week. It's not infected (I treat it with neosporin daily) but it won't scab or close. So, time to take a look at what is going on.
Moto continues to gain confidence in his obedience work. Erik came to class with me last night and said he was very surprised at how nicely he works. I am toying with entering him in Rally Novice at the Des Moines Sheltie Specialty in February.
We'll see how everything plays out.
Off to begin my day....
Tricks by any other name
10 years ago
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