We don’t get much fog, but it was coming in last night. The colored bits are Sparky’s night leash. My flashlight was on narrow beam.
Category: Sparky (Page 4 of 35)
I am still surprised that Sparky can crawl all the way under my couch. He doesn’t mind, he’s built for this sort of work.
We were playing Search and Rescue, and Mr. Moose was all the way under the couch. It wasn’t a cruel trick. Sparky could have gone under my desk, and Moose was right there. When Sparky spotted Moose, he couldn’t puzzle out the easy way, so hunkered down and belly crawled.
Sparky doesn’t realize that he almost walked into a disaster. We were out for our night walk as Sparky was patrolling the fence line. He was about five feet from meeting a skunk walking along the fence toward him. Fortunately, I grabbed his leash and redirected him before he knew the skunk was there.
Sparky is trying to hypnotize me.
This is why our dogs stare at us. It is known. They want to hypnotize us, and it usually works.
Sparky could still reach his nethers, so I added duct tape tabs to make the cone a bit bigger.
Joanne imagines Sparky as a superhero, so that got me thinking about his skills. Based on Warhammer skills.
Not really, the orphanage took care of that, but it’s still uncomfortable sitting next to Sparky on the couch, trying to watch a show, while he is lapping at his undercarriage.
This is a short clip of our afternoon walk. Sparky is happy to be outside and checking on whatever it is that he checks on. Sparky shows no sign of discomfort. I’m still concerned.
It took until 8:30 pm for Sparky to do more than sleep. When he lifted his head to look around, I told him about the rice and brisket gravy in his bowl. After he ate that, he felt pretty good.