It’s a thunderstorm, so Sparky is sticking with me. He stays within 2 feet of me without regard for decorum or our customary regard for privacy.
Category: Sparky (Page 4 of 55)
On the night watch, we encountered a skunk. Luckily, I saw the skunk first. Sparky never saw it, but when he picked up the scent, he really wanted to track it. I had his leash, so we continued up to the house, but Sparky is thrilled that he scared off the intruder. That’s how he tells the story, and he will be talking about this for days.
Sparky keeps his afternoons free to relax, but he is usually only 60% asleep. Or 70%, who knows? He naps with his eyes open so he doesn’t miss a car ride or any chance of food.
Sparky may have been warn out from that exciting dawn patrol, or he thinks there is little chance of a car ride or more snacks.
Rabbit spotted near the central briar patch. Sparky is getting much better at looking where I am pointing, rather than just looking at my hand. The rabbit was pinned down in the brush. Sparky tried a pincher movement to surround the rabbit, but since he is the only dog, the rabbit just ran away.
Sparky is pretty proud of himself because his strategy almost worked.
I ate a free apple off of the honey crisp tree that I planted 12 years ago. Don’t get excited, bugs also like honey crisp apples, so very few are presentable.
I almost walked into a spider web. That was exciting and I still have the creeps.
Sparky just told me that today is National Dog Day. He says that he has been hinting around all day, but I wasn’t picking up on it.
In my defense, Sparky is naturally charming and attentive, so it wasn’t obvious that he was being an extra good dog.
I will give him another piece of orange chicken to celebrate his day.
Silo is the only TV show I’m watching as each new episode comes out. It’s the season finale, but Sparky figures I should play with him rather than see how the season wraps up. Sparky is trying to piss me off by blocking the TV, but jokes on him. He’s is more entertaining and has a better plot.
Sparky adds cuteness to these IKEA end tables I’m getting rid of.
This mushroom is gigantic.
No worries, Sparky wouldn’t take a bite of a mushroom. He’s looking for a gnome or pixie.
These are a few of the splendid mushrooms that we passed on our morning stroll. There are so many, and some of them look tasty.
Then I remembered something I read in a book. “Dyin’ ain’t a good way to start the day.”
I looked up edible mushroom in our area. There is a poisonous mushroom that looks a little bit like every good kind of mushroom. My mushroom is within the margin-of-error for either species.
All those mushrooms got me thinking.
Sparky had a couple of brown blobs around his left eye. The blobs were like tiny balls of Tootsie Roll on his eyelash. It was some kind of residue. I asked to get them addressed last year when Sparky was knocked out for his belly-scrape operation last year, but the vet forgot.
She is inspecting them in this photo.