I slept like a log last
night; finally being woken by a fidgetting dog. I say "fidgetting";
he was thrashing about so much I couldn't help but wonder if he was
having a nightmare or a fit. But just as I was turning to see to him
he jumped off the bed. I followed him to his basket from where he
looked at me, wagged his tail and went to sleep.
After my shave I sat on
the sofa for brekkie; he jumped up and sat with me. He seemed fine.
After a little Googling I don't think he had a fit, but I can't stop
worrying about the silly mutt. Did I ever mention that I never wanted
a dog?
I then took the dog that
I never wanted for his morning walk round the park. As we walked I
couldn't help but notice the cars were covered in what looked like
melted and re-frozen snow; as did the footpaths. Had it snowed
overnight?
As we walked we met a
chap with a couple of larger dogs walking toward us. We've met this
bloke (and dogs) before from time to time without serious
incident but today was different. Fudge pushed right up against me
and started whimpering in fear. Not really knowing what else to do I
picked him up and carried him past the bigger dogs. He growled
half-heartedly at them as they trotted past. I wonder what that was
all about.
We carried on round the
park and saw a jogger. In the past I've mentioned that they generally
never look happy. This one didn't'; he looked as though he was
sobbing. Poor chap.
Once home "Furry
Face TM" had his brekkie then I brushed
his teeth. Last week I mentioned how good he is at bathtime. Bathing
him is easy; he is *so* co-operative. Brushing teeth is a
different matter. He wasn't keen at all. I shall have to enlist the
assistance of "er indoors TM" to
pin him down for the next teeth-brushing session.
The vet says we should
start brushing his teeth as a preventative measure. Mind you the vet
also says he is seriously overweight...
With a little time on my
hands I spent a few minutes organising a couple of geo-walks for next
week. It is coming up to the end of the year for booking annual leave
and if I don't take time off I lose it. Also I have a couple of
geo-calendar days next week. I need to find a concealed sandwich box
or two on those days, my dog will need a walk, and it is always good
to meet up with friends.
If anyone would like to
come for a short (for me) walk next week on Monday or Friday
you can see the plans by clicking
here and clicking
here.
And then off to work for
the late shift. And as is so often the way when on the late shift
pretty much everything of note in my day happened before 11am.
Mind you Gotham is on
later...
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