The weather was so nice today, by late afternoon, Sparky and I went out to lie on the deck to enjoy the spring breeze.
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I have laundry baskets, but they are holding plastic balls from the snack pit as the foam rubber continues to air dry. Besides, this is about the most adorable sight to wake up to.
I pulled everything out of the dining room, Murphy’s Oil soaped the floor, and took the rug out to the deck to scrub. I rinsed it with the power washer, then hung it on the cable run to dry. By late afternoon, it was starting to rain a little, so I brought it in.
By early evening, the rain had turned into a thunderstorm. Storms make Sparky anxious, so I gave him the last chunk of pig ear to distract him. While I was making dinner, my cute, but thankless pup brought the greasy pig ear into the dining room to eat on the clean rug.
Everything is back to normal.
Most of the day, Sparky didn’t know what was going on. Rusty wasn’t here, but we also weren’t having fun. It was worse than that. All of his favorite stuff was gone, so he spent the day in dreadful contemplation.
This morning, I took Rusty to the Cleveland APL. It’s off of West 14th, so I told him we were going to Tremont. Dogs like the sound of that.
Rusty is a great catch. He is three years old, has no nuts and good teeth. That’s the golden triad of appealing dog attributes.
Rusty is going to the Cleveland APL tomorrow morning. This is our typical breakfast and dinner, and I didn’t want to forget it.
It can take several weeks to get an appointment to bring in a dog, but we got a slot two days after the call. It’s better to get it over with. Rusty is a very good dog. I hate to give up on him, but It’s best for Sparky, and for me, and I hope it works out for Rusty.
We are working on something to make Rusty an appealing dog to adopt.
Until today, Sparky was good at every task that pays off with a treat. He can’t hope to compete on this one.
After my nap, Sparky wanted to get a little more sleep.