With our household of critters having expanded to include three cats and a dog, I thought it fitting to join a meme related to pets. After searching around, I came across Awww….. Mondays. The one rule is: “Post a picture that makes you say Awww…. and that’s it.” Every photo seemed to feature a pet and so the meme is a perfect.”
Earlier in the month, I shared how the Cat Trio greeted my husband and me upon returning from our annual vacation. Today it’s our solo dog’s turn to have his story told.
While Andy and I are in Canada, Barnaby gets to have his own vacation. Barnaby stays with the folks and their dog while we’re gone. Their dog used to get jealous. Now that his ability to see, hear, or smell have decreased, his tolerance of Barnaby seems to have increased.
From emails we received in July, Barnaby’s vacation seems to have gone well. He slept in their bed and he practiced tricks. His eating wasn’t great, but they spoiled him with chicken and other treats. Those make up for the healthy foods and yucky medications that we left for him.
When we get back in town, picking up our solo dog from Andy’s folks is our first priority. We pull into the driveway. We climb up the steps to the second level. We push aside the baby gate, installed to keep the dogs safe. And there Barnaby is!
His tail hesitantly wags. After all this time, is it really us? When certain, he greets us with a slew of slobbery kisses. We pick up what’s left of supplies and hen we’re out the door. Barnaby glances between the folks and us. Are we really taking him? I pick him up and carry him to the car. Andy starts the engine. Barnaby snuggles into my lap, but then sits up. Is our normal life about to resume?
An evening at home lies ahead. For Barnaby there are also some concerns ahead. Earlier in the year, his gall bladder had gotten diagnosed as being full of sludge. Our vet prescribed some medication. Just before our vacation, a bubble appeared in Barnaby’s gall bladder. Our vet prescribed some antibiotics. And so the week after we get back, we take Barnaby to the vet. The bubble is gone and the sludge hasn’t gotten worse. But the sludge hasn’t gone away either. So now we’re trying a motility drug.
Barnaby is so quiet and our faithful shadow. Except when playing with Andy or with the cats. Then he runs and barks and has a good time. We’re praying that he gets many healthy years ahead.