Potpourri

We’re having warm weather for December (even by NC standards), which is better for Dudley’s arthritis than cold weather. He has gotten to the point where he’s afraid to go down the steps from the deck to the backyard, so we are going for 4-5 additional short walks each day so he can do his “bidness”. The front porch has 5 steps, same as the deck, but they are made of brick and the angle is not nearly as steep as the steps off the deck. Plus, I think he feels a bit more confident wearing a leash as he bounds down the steps. He does love to explore the neighborhood.

It’s been nice seeing all the decorations on the houses in the neighborhood. It won’t be near the fun walking around in the dark after the holidays are over. I invested $5 in a Swiss-Tech Micro-Light that I put on my key chain so I can see to clean up all of Dudley’s poo. He manages to dump in the darkest shadows. The light is bright and casts a fairly wide beam. It only illuminates if you are pushing the button, but once I locate the poo, I don’t really need the light anyway, so it’s not that big of a deal.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Dudley is slowing down a bit on our walks, but his tail wags and he still pretty much dictates where we go. I am having a hard time making him realize we aren’t going on our usual half hour walk every time we go out the door. I’m sure we’ll get into a routine in the next week or two. I finally got a half way decent picture of him near the tree. I am so grateful that I still have my 65 lb. lump of cinnamon fur that produces near toxic amounts of methane that I already have the perfect Christmas gift! Dudley and I hope everyone finds health and happiness in the new year.

You ask of my companions.  Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself that my father bought me.  They are better than human beings, because they know but do not tell.  ~Emily Dickinson

 

 

About Shoeful of Drool

I lived with a golden retriever/German shepherd mix named Dudley. Dudley was a rescue from Hurricane Floyd and he lived with me from October 1999 until he passed away in December 2012. In January 2001, Zoe a black & tan hound mix came to live with us until she died in June 2011. I truly believe having dogs has made me a better person. Every single day these dogs still give me something to laugh about and I hope by sharing these stories you can laugh, too.
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