Well, I am going to have to take my Sable back to the vet. Her skin issues is just as it was over a year ago when she was first diagnosed with the thyroid condition. The prescriptions and "special" shampoo is not doing any good. Her hair did come back almost 95% earlier in the year, however, after her last grooming her hair did not come back except on her legs, hind side, and a few patches here and there. She seems in good spirits and is active as ever but I hate for her to look like this.
It doesn't seem possible that my Sable could be 11 years old today. She had five siblings. One of which is a yellow Lab named Spike that my brother adopted. Her mother is still alive as well. Unfortunately, like so many, Sable never knew her father.
Sable has been a great dog especially since the woodwork and wall plaster eating puppy days have passed. Sable likes to eat, swim, eat, and sleep. She's never been a barker unlike her Uncle Joe. I can still see her at Lucy's side when she came to live with us on New Years Eve 2003.
Happy Birthday Sable!
Sunday was a gorgeous day and I could not avoid taking Sable and Joe to the park. I waited till later in the day thinking that the crowds might clear out but that was not the case. I prefer going at day break. Sable stays by my side. She shows no interest in other dogs now like she used to do. She will tolerate them around sniffing to some degree. Joe, on the other hand, is at full throttle as soon as the gate is closed and the leash is off. I can not keep up with him. He's out chasing and getting chased. So I am concerned when I hear dogs starting to fight thinking that Joe could be in the middle of it all. I was a bit unnerved when two or three dogs got in an all out fight as their owners stood by but relieved Joe was on the other side of the park. Soon one owner was whipping the dogs with a leash while another was cussing and bystanders yelling "YOU DON"T HIT DOGS". I heard one man tell another that he wanted his phone number after examining his dog. He said why your dog started it and then another confrontation begins. I was thinking "Sunday Bloody Sunday" might be the title of my blog post. One never knows these days what will happen in a large crowd. I don't go to concerts, sporting events, or mega churches anymore. I might have to return to my early morning time slot at the park as well.
Joe joins in the fun with an evil eye on the others.
We are enjoying another hint of fall, for a couple of days at least, so we went to the park mid day. It was perfect for Joe. He loves a crowd and there are certainly a lot more there than when we usually go at day break.
In the beginning, Lucy stayed in this cage while I was at work. Soon I put in a pet door and made a partition to access to the cage. Lucy didn't seem to mind sharing the cage when Sable joined our family. Eventually, I put in gates giving my home the appearance of a doggie day care and the cage became obsolete except for timeouts.