Showing posts with label walking my dog Lady. Show all posts
Showing posts with label walking my dog Lady. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Powerful once more

LADY DOING A PEE DANCE, FROM SIX OR SEVEN YEARS AGO.
Lady had seemed weak lately, and I was concerned about her this morning. I heard something fall downstairs and worried that it might be her. Then when I found her, she just lay around, lethargic and seemingly disinterested.

 She hadn't fallen, but this seemed as bad as a fall.

 Then everything changed this afternoon.

 I wanted to go to the library, and as soon as I grabbed my hat Lady came running to go along. She had no trouble getting in the car. And once she got on the back seat, she was so vigorous that she got tangled up in the seat belt. It took me several seconds to untangle her.

 The kicker came when she made a mess later when we were walking at Covington Park. As I bent to pick it up in a poop bag, Lady did a violent pee dance reminiscent of what she did 10 or 12 years ago. I struggled to keep from being pulled over.

 For one afternoon at least, she was back.

(Now, we're home again, and, naturally, Lady's turned back into a lump. Maybe we have to go somewhere before she'll show some energy.)

NOTE: This was posted May 18, 2016, almost four months to the day before she passed on Sept. 17, 2016. 


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Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Lady, COME!

LADY WAS ALMOST ALWAYS READY FOR A WALK.
This morning, I went downstairs to get Lady for a walk. I wanted to go before the expected winter storm hits the Triad of North Carolina.

 I could see her through the dog door and yelled "Lady, COME!" She looked like she was looking right at me, but she didn't respond.

 I moved closer and yelled again; same result. The third time, she perked up, jumped up, stretched and came through the dog door. She almost ran up the stairs, and we went for a good walk. Cold, but good.

 It's early afternoon, and it's still not snowing. But it's coming.

 Update: At 5 p.m., it looks like "White Christmas"; Bing would sing for this.

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