Sable's brother, Spike has a lot of energy. He could fetch Frisbee till a person dislocated a shoulder.
Spike is lean because of all the attention he gets from my brother's brood.
But, like Sable, he is 10 years old now and does get tired. He is not quite the "chow" hound like Sable though. But he is just as lovable. He just can't get close enough to you when he sits next to you. He loves nudging you with that cold nose.
I hope the few of you that find us here and have commented through the year will have a wonderful Christmas. I'm not great at networking, so I know my readers are few and far between. I suppose that I started this blog out of the love I have for my girls and now my Father's dog Joe. As a result, I don't have to embarrass myself talking about my pets as though they were my children(aren't they?) in social settings. So Sam, Monty, and Harlow, Tim and Lulu, Sean and Truvy, Howard, Stan, Coco, and the others who have stopped by through the year we wish you the best for the holidays and a Happy & Healthy New Year!
The kids do too. With the cooler temps, they get to ride with me and I don't have to worry about leaving them in the truck if I get distracted and stay in the store too long. Joe has taken Lucy's old spot by the window.
Sable doesn't seem to mind too much that she has taken a back seat. Just so she gets to ride.
Today is the first sunshine we've seen in almost two weeks. Although in the 40's, Sable took advantage and soaked up some rays. When the pooches aren't underfoot, I become concerned thinking that they got out of the yard some way. So when I look outside and see my baby I have an ahhhhhh moment.
Sable's brother, Spike, appears to be as much a chow hound as Sable. Yet, he manages to stay somewhat lean. How is that? Oh yeah, my Dad is not around feeding him scraps all the time. Plus their house rule of "no scraps to the dogs". What a downer.
With some cooler temps I decided to get some flannel sheets. I've never had flannel sheets before and frankly, could not imagine ever having them but... My father has been complaining about how cold it is so I got a set of sheets for him and for my bed as well. It seems Joe loves them too. Since I have had to take down one of my pet gates to make it easier for my father and his walker, Joe has taken to my bed. When I look around and he's no where to be seen chances are good that he's in my bed. I'm glad I gave him a bath last week.
My Father has apparently had a light stroke recently (more tests tomorrow) so I'm feeding him in the den now in front of the tv. Joe knows something is up and keeps a watchful eye out for any dropped morsels of food.
I didn't realize just how bad Sable's skin condition had got till I saw her out in the bright sun light the other day. I had been putting the ointment for "hot spots" on her but it apparently is of no help. Her hair has only grown back in spots after being groomed in June.
So I got a chance to take her to the vet this week. They reaffirm that it is her thyroid that is causing this hair loss. In addition, she had ear infections in both ears. I don't mind saying that I resent it when they will only give me two weeks of meds wanting to see her again. When I drive up to the vet office I see Cadillac Escalades and Range Rovers in the parking lot and they see $$$ signs when they see me. They wouldn't bat an eye to charging me, or anyone else, $2000 a month if I'd keep going. I told her that I wanted 3 months supply of thyroid meds the next time I come back. We'll see how it goes? I might be looking for a new vet after 10 years.
I was working in the yard over the weekend and found Lucy's porcupine among the weeds in the bushes. It brought back a flood of memories. It was her first toy. I would tell her that it was her baby. I miss my Lucy.
Sable's brother, Spike, came over for a visit over the weekend. Sable is not too interested and shows no connection but Joe loves to pester him when he is here. Spike is a few inches taller than Sable and about 15 pounds lighter. He's very affectionate/friendly like Sable.