What a happy Columbus Day! From the minute he awoke, Ob showed a non-ailing side. He was like the Oberon of last summer. Alert, agile, playful and mischievous. Through the large glass door facing the south woods he spotted a circling hawk (or vulture) and cheerfully barked. I let both dogs out for their morning thing and Ob stared into the sky lifting his head and bending his neck backwards. Looked painless. He engaged Izabella in play doing that play bow thing, and chased her around the house. And even grabbed for my new fuzzy slippers when he came back to the house.
The minute he saw me take his halter from the peg by the door he was eager to go. He stood by the car waiting while I took care of a few last things. Getting in and out of the Mustang is no longer a problem. He whined during the ride to South Glastonbury. Maybe he was singing. I need to get one of those collars that interpret dog-speak. If anyone has used them, send me a note.
He was squirmy at the Vet's today. He loved the laser the first time, but since he's been moving his head from left to right, appearing not to enjoy it. Maybe it's the goggles. He's worn goggles with the top on the car down...just for effect. Today was his 7th laser treatment. He slept on the ride home and now he's sitting on the coffee table watching leaves fall as I blog outside on this beautiful day.
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