What a surprise, 2:00 a.m. this morning, just like the Phoenix, Dusty arose from the bed, walked over to me, and began his traditional face bath. Dusty just doesn't give a few kisses. This is serious business with him and he even bears down when licking. And he makes sure every square inch of your face has been thoroughly washed. Thus his nickname "The Kissing Bandit".
I couldn't have been awakened for a happier reason.
He IS sixteen years old so we're not talking about lively stepping here, but he's getting around again just fine. It's as if nothing ever happened.
Because my mood was much lighter this morning the boys returned to being their obnoxious selves - Pinch and Moto richocheting through the house playing, with Blitz and Daisy being the Fun Police. Shiloh as always is in his own little world.
The vet said it would go away in a few days but I didn't expect such a sudden return to his normal old self.
Whatever it is, it's great.
Today is a good day!
Tricks by any other name
10 years ago
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