What a strange start to the day…followed by a bunch of other strangeness. I am a girl who likes her routines and NOTHING today was what I am used to. Changes included:
- A walk before breakfast.
- Showers before breakfast.
- Sammy and Dad getting into the car before breakfast…and then they left without me!
- Mom feeding me breakfast – well that usually happens but not without Sammy around.
- Mom giving me my kong and leaving me ALONE!
- Dad returning shortly thereafter and without Sammy (you better believe I searched the garage and then gave dad a thorough sniffing to see if I could figure out what was going on).
- Dad working from home…and NOT spending any time with me to work on my blog (that had to wait until after dinner as it turns out).
- Dad leaving me home alone…me thinking – “what is with these people”.
- Sammy returning with his boot still on – so the boot thing has become a norm recently but it being still on and Sam smelling like the vets office made no sense to me.
- Dinner with leftover steak in it…Now this change is something I thoroughly approve of.
Turns out Sammy had to spend the whole day at the vet as he had surgery to remove the growth on his foot. This explains why he still has a boot on it. Also explains why my parents were particularly touchy with him…and by touchy I don’t mean yelling at him. What I meant is that they were petting him a lot more than normal and talking in that ridiculous goo goo voice of theirs. As I came to find out, he had to be put under for 15 minutes – I would have thought a trip to Australia would have taken a lot longer but hey, I am just a dog – a very fast dog – but one without a complete understanding of geography. This trip is particularly dangerous following his laryngeal surgery that occurred this summer so my parents were a little anxious – thus all the pets. According to Sammy, everything went well – including his drive to the vet…
11. Sammy said he got to ride shotgun on the way to the vet…that is my spot when only one of my parents is in the car. At least I feel it is my seat as I often wander up there between the seats as they are driving. I usually get sent to the back seat again once they get to a stop light.
Turns out on their drive they got to see a pretty nice sunrise over the vets office…Sammy took that as a positive omen.
He spent the ride home in the back seat where he does his best driving:
Sammy also told me that after he come back from down under, he made his presence known – barking up a storm…what a card! Of course his bark doesn’t carry the same weight as it used to when he was younger and before he had part of his vocal cord tied to the side of his throat – a small price to pay for being able to breath though :). Not all the staff at the vets was aware of his summer surgery and thought he might be throwing up. But nope, that was just Sammy letting them know he was there. That reminded me of the story my parents told me about when he and Banshee had their early life surgeries. Sammy woke up quickly from his operation and started barking. This was back in the day when he really had a strong voice. Banshee spent most of the day knocked out but that is normal since the procedure is much more invasive for us girls (maybe I’ll get around to telling you about my experience with it some day). Anyhow, Sammy kept barking ALL DAY. The vet techs went in and gave him a blanket. Turned off the lights. Took the blanket away. Turned on the lights. Gave him a toy…… Needless to say, Sammy just kept speaking his mind!
When he got done telling me about his day we settled down in the dining room. Sammy on his cool bed (although it is below freezing outside) and me on my bed looking outside. I couldn’t sleep thinking of how strange the day was but eventually I was able to relax a bit after Sammy got done obsessing about his boot.
Well that is about it. Sammy is back at home and I am getting a bit tired from all this dictation. No doubt I need a good nap on the couch before it is time for our evening walk.
I am just really happy that Sammy chose to walk away from the darkness and is on the mend for some good times this spring and summer running around our yard and maybe the mountains of New Mexico!
12. Counterclockwise around the block during our evening walk rather than our normal clockwise walk.
13, Incomplete circle due to a dog off leash in their yard without their owner. This was Baron – a beauty on our block – someone we know from our walks but since dad was walking us alone he chose to turn around and return the way we came.
14. Being picked up by dad to cross the street making a weird day even weirder. I have no idea why he chose to do this now. After I got on the other side of the street I didn’t have to lick out any salt that had been making me limp after crossing the streets or walking on sidewalks that people dumped a ton of salt on to make it less slippery. Strange coincidence if you ask me.
1B. Sorry this is out of order but it totally slipped my mind earlier. This morning we had NO TREATS after our walk. Now I realize this is probably correlated with Sammy not getting breakfast. I realized I forgot this when we did get those treats after our night walk. Hopefully this is indicative of things getting back to normal.
Final note. From Significant Digits on http://fivethirtyeight.com:
A dog named Killer was awarded a medal for his work catching poachers in Kruger National Park. In the past four years, Killer — who law enforcement sources claim is “a good dog, who’s a good dog, yes, you are, you’re a good dog” — has aided in the capture of 115 poachers who were likely hunting endangered rhinos in the park. [BBC]