I spent over two hours walking behind one of these at a friend’s house yesterday, and slept over eight hours last night. Since I rarely sleep more than seven hours, if I am lucky, I am quite happy this morning.
…that rattlesnake went.”
Four weeks ago, Bandit was bitten by a large rattlesnake when Jack was walking him in the late afternoon. With a lot of superb, and expensive, veterinary care, he made a complete recovery. Last night, I took him for his first walk since he was injured. We stayed far away from any areas that might harbor rattlesnakes. This the the first time that I had ever taken him for a walk, and he behaved better than I expected. He is a thirty pound dog with sixty pounds of pull when he gets excited, but he was calm except when a runner went by practicing uphill sprints. Bandit thought running with the guy would be a lot more exciting than the brisk walk I was trying to maintain.
It was hard to take the forecasters seriously when they predicted 12 to 24 inches of snow this weekend. I had a serious challenge getting the dogs to go outside to go potty this morning. Jack and I together managed to dig a path to an area where the snow had blown almost clear. As of 9:00 am Sunday morning it was still snowing, though overhead the sun was starting to become visible.