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.
We had to shovel a path to get the dogs through the drift by the outside door so the dogs could get to the “potty yard.” We’ll probably have to shovel again twice more before the storm is due to let up. This is a heavy, wet snow with lots of wind so I occasionally hear the UPS click due to what I presume are power surges. The visibility is quite limited but not whiteout, unlike some of the surrounding areas.
We have had a lot of snow in the past six days, eighteen or more inches with the last few inches falling last night. School was cancelled the first three days of the week, with a two hour delay yesterday and today. I am so glad that the long range forecast is dry, since it is going to take a while for all this snow to go away.
Bandit is a three and half year old, twenty-seven pound Boston Terrier who has had a bit of a rough start to life. His first family dumped him in the backyard and paid very little attention to him for a couple of years before surrendering him to his second family. His second family didn’t have him long before he damaged his left eye, which became badly infected. They couldn’t afford to have it treated and surrendered him to a Boston Terrier rescue group. They paid to have the eye (which could not be salvaged) removed, treated him for tape worms, and made sure he had all of his vaccinations up to date.
A friend of mine was fostering him for the rescue group and decided that he would be the perfect dog for us. He has been living with us since Tuesday. Rion is starting to grudgingly come around on the topic, especially since we have been working to convince Rion that Bandit is JACK’s dog, and not MY dog.
It is hard to get a good photo of Bandit, since he nearly always flattens his ears as soon as he makes eye contact. He is also quite active, and starts moving towards me any time he thinks I am paying attention to him. We are working on “sit”, “stay”, “come”, “wait” and “off”. He is very quick to learn and willing to please.
Although he is quite deferential to Rion his deference seems to be more a matter of good nature than submissiveness or fear. He is very good about being crated, which is invaluable when anyone in the household (including Bandit) needs a time out. In this photo, he is wearing his harness as well as a collar because evidently a harness is recommended in this breed so they won’t damage themselves pulling. Loose leash walking is going to be a real challenge with this guy.
Despite his lack of one eye, I am hoping to do agility with him. He has the energy levels, and is as agile as a cat. The first day he was here I watched him jump from the floor to the dining room table from a standstill.