I've been a busy dog over the holidays. It hasn't all been fun though.
A week ago Saturday I started coughing in the morning and again later in the evening and it got pretty gross since we dogs tend to empty our tummy when we cough hard. I'll spare you the details. Pandabonium and K were worried and Sunday morning when I did it again they took me to see the doctor.
He said it was probably due to the cold air - more to the point, the difference in temperature between my warm doggy house (which has a heated bed and is well insulated) and the morning air outside which can be close to freezing. He recommended that I sleep in the human house. Well, I'm not allowed in the that house usually, but next thing you know, PandaB and K go out and come home with a big cage - bigger than my dog house. They put it in their entry hall, and set it up with heated bed, just like my doggy house and covered the whole cage with a blanket.
So now I have two houses - one outside and one inside. The hall isn't heated so the air gets pretty cold at night, but not nearly as cold as outside. With the heater and blanket I'm pretty cozy. I like sleeping in the big house and get right into bed when I'm let in after dinner time. It's quieter inside. I can hear PandaB and K of course, but I'm not bothered by noisy motorcycles or the barking of other dogs and such. Best of all, I don't cough anymore when I go outside in the morning. I think of it as my Christmas present.
I was to get a bath and trim at the beauty parlor for the New Year, but they were booked. It was sunny today, so K gave me a bath. After she toweled me off and brushed my coat, I lay on a big old blanket in the sun and chewed on a rawhide stick while I got dry.
As you can see, I really get into it. I start by holding the stick between my paws and chewing it until it gets soft and starts to unravel. Eventually I get it soft enough to bite off pieces and eat it. Yum.
Just kidding about the ice and snow in the slide show. It was sunny and about 10˚C (50˚F) today. =p
A Happy, Healthy New Year everyone!
* "and the days dwindle down to a precious few" is from the lyrics of "September Song" (1938) by Kurt Weill, with lyrics by Maxwell Anderson. I thought of it for this post since my old pal in California - Shadow, the black poodle who has been mentioned on this blog regarding his role in a movie, passed away in November. He was over 19 years old! I miss his emails.