Wally & Kim and Jim & Donna, two other camping couples, joined us for the weekend. As usual we had plenty of good eats…check out the Friday night “snack” table!
Kim’s Crème Brulée French Toast was out of this world, and Donna’s key lime pie was beyond scrumptious. The hubby made his famous bruschetta and BBQ ribs.
Lucky for Duke and Daisy, Jim and Donna brought Buddy to play with. Having three dogs tied up, we humans had to do some high-stepping dance steps to keep from tripping up in the dog lines. And come Sunday afternoon, we had a couple of tuckered out dogs on the ride home.
After Secondhand Hounds rescued Duke and Daisy back in July and got them situated with their foster mom Leslie, some of the folks wondered if Daisy was a candidate for cataract surgery and could possibly regain her sight. Thanks to Leslie’s kindhearted generosity, we followed up on her offer and took Daisy to a special veterinarian to have her eyes examined. The doctor determined that somewhere along the way Daisy had had an eye infection that wasn’t treated, which resulted in the nerve severing behind the eye. Bottom line, even if the cataracts were removed there was still no chance for her to recover her eyesight. The good news that came from the visit is that Duke’s eyes are healthy and the blindness was not hereditary.
Even knowing Daisy is completely blind, sometimes we feel like she can "see" us. It's eerie the way she holds her head as we walk around a corner or come toward her, we get the sense that surely she can "see" us! Meanwhile Duke, we've since discovered, can see through walls. This morning the dogs were outside with the hubby while he cleaned up some brush along the back of the yard. I came down the steps inside the house (in socks, on carpet, so no sound whatsoever) and before I got halfway down, Duke charged all the way across the yard to the window and watched me come down the steps. Somehow he’d seen me from across the yard and through the full depth of the house!
It’s been fun to see their distinct personalities emerge. Duke is still the protector and often won’t go through a doorway or into the yard until Daisy catches up. Sometimes when we feed them, Duke won’t eat until Daisy is ready. That all changes when it comes to treats…Duke automatically drops his and watches his Mom. If she so much as drops any pieces, he snatches them up and waits until she’s done before he eats his own. Daisy gets back at him on our nightly walks though…funny as it sounds, she likes to lead and if Duke gets in front, she plows right into him and resumes the lead by a nose. The instant Daisy hears another dog bark as she’s doing a full trot down the street, she does an abrupt turn and runs right toward them—without having a clue just how BIG that dog might be!
So yes, our house is a little noisier these days with dog paws and thumping tails following us from room to room. We keep all the dog paraphernalia in our laundry room which is rather narrow. When both dogs stand with their tails a’thumping Bang! Bang! Bang! against the washer and dryer it sounds like a marching band tromping through the house. And there’s no need for an alarm clock when we have dual thumping at 6:15 every morning. I’m no dog expert, but I’d say with that much tail-thumping a’happening, Duke and Daisy are a couple of pretty happy pups.
Until next time,
Barbara
We have a cat who can hear the ice cream scoop meet the ice cream. Make as much noise as you want getting the ice cream out of the freezer, a spoon from the drawer and a bowl from the cupboard. She'll sleep through it all. But as soon as the scoop hits the ice cream, she's wide awake and it takes about .2 seconds for her to be underfoot, begging.
ReplyDeleteAnd then she'll sit there and watch you eat, and she gets really bothersome about the time the spoon starts clinking on the bottom of the bowl. Heaven help you if you don't put your bowl on the floor to let her lick it when you're done. :)