Windy Walk, and Duke Update
In today’s scene from the walking path the artistic blur on the trees and grasses is provided courtesy of the wind. I’ve been a regular walking maniac – making it out onto the path the past two Fridays! It’s been months since I could be counted on to walk daily. Oh well, I make the best of it.
I have to walk on my own, as Duke has kind of given up on regular walking. Some days he goes “far” – maybe a mile or so, but other days he walks about a block and just digs in his heels. That’s his way of saying, “Time to go home buddy.”
I shouldn’t complain about Duke’s fading interest in walking. Rather I should be happy and/or amazed he is still alive. Last Saturday he got into something, probably the “wrong” kind of mushroom, and got very ill. He looked a wreck and we decided we should take him to the vet. Dr. Stefan poked and prodded, drew blood (which confirmed he was dehydrated), took x-rays, and provided some IV fluids. In the end, no blockage or other nasty trouble was found.
The good news was that the rocks were gone. What rocks you ask? Well – I guess I haven’t been blogging much have I.
A few weeks (or was it months) ago, during another round of Duke drama when he ingested a great deal of stuff, x-rays showed that he had some sort of pebbles or small rocks in his stomach. They weren’t coming out via the usual channels, but didn’t appear to be causing any trouble. Well – now they are gone. Where did they go? They probably dissolved. I don’t know about the cats, but Duke certainly has nine lives.
We are back in full school mode, complete with all the extracurricular activities one would expect. New this year, Minnesota Boychoir for the Dude. Last night was the first rehearsal.