We saw Springsteen a few days ago, and when he played “Waiting on a Sunny Day,” I couldn’t help thinking of the last time we heard that song live. It was in March, and we were dogless, and I just wanted my sunny day to get here. A few weeks later, Zoe bounced into our home. I gave her an extra hug when we got home from the show.
Otis had some blood in his stool a couple weeks ago. We were on our usual walk through the park, and I noticed a couple streaks of red. We took a sample to the vet, but it came back OK, and there hasn’t been anything out of the ordinary out of his back end since.
Tim is trying to replace some of the grass in our backyard due to our two racehorses in training. He’s sectioned off part of the yard with chicken wire so he could spread some grass seed and water it regularly. When he first put it up, Zoe wanted to be in the middle of it, as she does everything. I left the two dogs to their own devices for a few minutes, and when I went to check on them, Zoe was standing in the center of the chicken wire, sprinkler overturned, her tail wagging. Zoe 1, Fence 0.
Otis loves to take toys outside. Yesterday, he brought three different toys into the yard, and when Tim was picking them up, Otis brought a fourth toy outside. He ran around the yard with it, keeping it away from Tim. Otis is a playful little guy. He gets such a joyous look on his face when you’re getting ready to throw a toy for him to fetch.
I’ve started to volunteer more for the Humane Society again. They have a program for socializing the dogs who aren’t quite ready to go onto the adoption floor. This is something I’ve done in the past, but they’re setting up a more formalized program around it. I went to Golden Valley for my first mentoring session last week, and the first dog I got to play with was a Boxer. He was very sweet, although he trembled a little when I petted him on his head. He was almost lying in my lap by the time we were done, though, and he was coming up to the front of his cage for affection when people passed by. I was happy to see that some of the other dogs I worked with were already available for adoption on the AHS web site.
I’m hoping for a nice weekend where we can sit on our deck, grill some meat, drink some beer, and watch the dogs play in the yard all evening. The weekends have been unusually cool, and all the sun and warmth has been falling on workdays. Spring is here, and now I’m anxious for summer.
Tags: dogs, humane society, otis, zoe
May 15, 2009 at 11:19 pm |
were you tempted to adopt him?
while we were in ireland boscoe got sick. he’s apparently diabetic. we spent 45 minutes with dr. j this morning, learning about how to care for him and how to do the injections. poor sweet old dog.
May 16, 2009 at 2:40 pm |
Yes, very tempted. But I think Otis would disagree. So that will be a good deterrent.
I’m so sorry to hear that about Boscoe. I saw that on your blog– luckily you had someone there who knew exactly what to do.
I called to refill Otis’s medication yesterday and she was the one who answered and I was so tempted to ask, “How’s Boscoe?”
Poor sweet guy.