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| WE NEED TO GET A NEW PHOTO OF DIXIE. |
She didn't get out of her crate when I opened it this morning. In fact, she spent most of the day in her crate; she rarely changed position from 9 a.m. until 6 p.m.
She didn't eat, didn't drink, didn't pee. She just laid in her bed. After Lady's death three weeks ago today, I could only think of the worst.
Several times I talked to her and tried to get her to venture out of the crate. Finally at 6, I decided to get her leash and come back and get her. I didn't need to. When I got the leash, she came to me.
We couldn't walk because of the rain in the Triad (and most of the East Coast), so I took her for a ride. We drove to Big Lots and walked under the awning. It wasn't perfect, but it was an outing.
We were heading toward a man and a boy, and, for some reason, Dixie didn't want to keep going. Maybe she didn't like the boy playing with a football. We went back to the car and came home.
It wasn't much of a walk, but Dixie was active again, and we got a little exercise. I fed her a little kibble and wet food when we got home, and now she's back in her crate. And I'm watching the Alabama-Arkansas football game on ESPN.
Blog entries by Tom Gillispie
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Anecdotes by Tom Gillispie
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