I made Sparky a step stool to get in and out of my truck.

Sparky wants me to point out that this isn’t an old-age accommodation, my truck is too high for dogs.

My truck is pretty high. 

For the front seat, it’s almost 2 feet from the footwell to the ground.  There is a frame step that helps, but it is scary.  The back seat is worst.  The seat is over 3 feet from the ground, and there isn’t room to jump down from the footwell. 

I wonder if Sparky’s cousins could get in and out.  They are bigger or smaller than Sparky, but being poodle-kin, they are all lighter and more athletic.

Sparky says that he is part Hobbit, so has thick bones and furry knuckles.  That’s why he likes shires so much, and holes in the ground.

Sparky says that those guys are dick-heads, so they don’t count.

That’s pretty harsh.  I need to talk this out with Sparky.  BRB.

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Sparky says his cousins are okay.  He’s just salty because of all the leaves in the yard.  Sparky says that he knows that mice and chipmunks are having fun under there, and he can’t find them.  He can’t even see what he’s pissing on. 

It’s news to me that Sparky doesn’t like Fall.  I wonder if he has other seasonal opinions.

Sparky says he likes Summer because he gets to eat baby rabbits, Winter is nice because he can poop in the house, and in the Spring, we go to the dog party.

As usual, I don’t know that the hell Sparky is talking about.  Can dogs get dementia?

Two years ago, Sparky found several baby rabbits, but none this year.  We had the Winter house pooping issue resolved, but I should stay vigilant as the weather turns.  I don’t know what a ‘dog party’ is supposed to be. 

In April, Sparky has his yearly checkup with the vet.  He likes smelling all the dogs that have been through.  The people are nice to him because Sparky knows how to do all the things, and he gets treats for being so smart.

All Sparky has to do is walk on a leash, and not fall off of the examination platform.  Because Sparky is friendly, quiet and cooperative, they think he is a genius.  

That’s what they tell us.  I don’t know.  Maybe Sparky thinks that’s a dog party.

The point is, it was no big deal to make Sparky a step stool.  I had scrap left over from the bed drawer project.  It took like two minutes to staple some wood together and put some tape on top.