
Achilles (12? years old) and Fitzi (three) engage in a play session. They play well, which is good for both of them. Also, Stella is no longer pressured to do something she no longer cares to engage in.
Back on Thursday.

Achilles (12? years old) and Fitzi (three) engage in a play session. They play well, which is good for both of them. Also, Stella is no longer pressured to do something she no longer cares to engage in.
Back on Thursday.
Stella dozes during a warm-ish early spring afternoon.


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.
Our senior dog Stella, outside on a warm early spring day. The relative warmth undoubtedly felt good.

July 2007. Day 1 of our journey into our next adventure, our new life in Canada.

Revisiting old photos.
Hi Stella.

I tested a new memory card by photographing Achilles. Fuzzy photo, fuzzy dog.
Smiling dog.
Good dog.

We bid adieu to February by trying to create a family portrait on a blustery day. We were less than 100 percent successful.
Back on Thursday. And again, thank you for visiting.

We spent a good amount of time outside last weekend; temperatures were at or above all-time February highs. We moved out to a corner of the yard to catch the last bit of late afternoon sun, and brought the dog bed out.
When we decided to go inside, Achilles was not ready to leave his spot.

Fitzi invited Achilles to play and Achilles accepted the invitation. By the time I got the iPad booted and camera app started they were winding down; they still danced so quickly that I only captured two blurs.
