There are about two inches of air between that lacy ice and the water. I have to trust that Sparky’s husky senses would be tingling if the ice were too thin. He’d resent not being allowed to try his luck.
Category: Sparky (Page 2 of 18)
A few days ago, Sparky enjoyed the Snuffle Diving Challenge. That was put together with whatever was handy. Sparky needs a proper ball pit. Today, four hundred 2.25 inch balls arrived from Amazon. When something new comes into the house, if it looks fun, Sparky assumes it’s for him.
Sparky likes scrounging for food, so we have a new enrichment activity. A box was filled with a bunch of balls, then little chunks of Blue Buffalo Nudges were thrown in. The treats look like bits of Salisbury steak. Sparky would have stayed at it all day if I hadn’t called him off.
It breaks my heart to see the look of disappointment on Sparky’s face. None of the boots stayed on, but he had unrealistic expectations.
Now that the temperature is in the 20’s, Sparky is back to exploring the frozen gulch.
When it’s this cold, Sparky’s feet get cold, but he doesn’t want to look like a French whore or poodle. He asked me to come up with an innovative solution. Sparky thought I was kidding about having him wear my ankle socks.
It was -11o F this morning. We don’t do wind chill in this house, it’s really that frigid. Sparky looks like a haggis stuffed into a tube sock. When it’s this cold, he doesn’t care what he looks like. Cold feet are the biggest issue, so Sparky wants me to invent dog shoes for him.
Sparky has adapted to our cryogenic winter. It was -2o F when we went out for night recon at about 11 pm yesterday. Earlier in the day, after plowing the driveway, I also plowed the loop through the back yard, down the hill, up the hill, through the orchard, woods, parking lot and poor house, then back to the deck. Sparky didn’t care. He walked a hundred feet, crapped on the path and waited for instructions.
Everything is a trade off.
Sparky likes car rides, but is having a problem with stairs. I like Sparky, but have a problem cutting his nails in the house. We usually trim his claws on the deck, but that’s covered with snow.