Little would one suspect that a 180 degree pivot from this bucolic scene would reveal an industrial facility.
Little would one suspect that a 180 degree pivot from this bucolic scene would reveal an industrial facility.
Stella recently began coughing more than we liked so we went to the vet. She was diagnosed with pneumonia in one lobe of her right lung and some inflamed alveoli. The vet prescribed an antibiotic, a bronchial dilator, and a short course of prednisone. She’s in otherwise pretty good health – good appetite; drinks readily; wants to go outside; is alert and responsive; wants to walk and when walking keeps up a good trot.
In the past it’s occasionally been a challenge to get pills into her, even when they were packed into cheese or a similarly good substance. Once or twice I’ve had to almost force them down her throat. I felt bad about having to do that, and at times she became very reluctant to take treats.
I experienced an epihany. Play “Find it!”
Several years ago I began putting her into a sit-stay in the kitchen or laundry room while I hid treats around the house. Once finished I released her with the phrase “Find it!” She caught on very quickly and could be occupied seeking out treats for as long as 10 minutes or so. It was brain- and nose-work for her. So I tried the game.
It worked most excellently. She sought out, found, and ate every loaded cheese ball. No stress for either of us. Of course I stood by to make certain she didn’t spit out the pill.
Stella’s already responding to the treatment – Neither Faye nor I have heard her coughing for several days.
No need to journey to a faraway place to see a fascinating sight. A tree trunk in my back yard presents a complex, landscape.
An American Goldfinch perches amidst an intricate web of limbs and twigs.
Our senior dog Stella, outside on a warm early spring day. The relative warmth undoubtedly felt good.
I knew it would be difficult to hold the camera steady in the stiff breeze. The morning’s grandeur was too compelling to to pass up.
April 2005, Mount Bonnell. Faye, me, and beloved Moonpie. Tentative, hesitant, learning, becoming comfortable. Little did I suspect where life would lead.
Little did I suspect how vastly better life would become, has become, is. I am very very blessed, and thankful.
Back on Thursday.
July 2007. Day 1 of our journey into our next adventure, our new life in Canada.
Still revisiting older photos. Corndog was perhaps the sweetest dog I’ve ever owned. As far as he was concerned every human, dog, and cat was his friend.