Monday, January 18, 2016

"Pole" vaulting. And cannonballs.







Well.  Saturday we had ANOTHER snowstorm.  Which was fine – because remember, my human had NOTHING to do.  So after several walks and playing numerous games, she decided to do something she rarely has time to do – she watched a movie.  She decided to watch “The Martian” because it has been nominated for several awards.  By the end of it – she had to laugh.  She kind of felt like the guy in the movie.  He was alone on Mars.  And Mars is a very cold planet – so he had to wear a special suit if he went out.  Very much like my human – who was sequestered at home because of the storm.  And every time she took us out, she had to dress like she was on Mars.  The only difference with Matt Damon’s story was that he didn’t have three dogs to entertain him.  Personally, I think it would have been a less boring movie if he had.  But that’s just MY opinion…



So yesterday, the storm was all over, and after the luge run had been plowed and my human shoveled the entrance to the garage and the front door, she thought we might as well go for a little run.  All three of us.  Off leash.  She figured the snow was too deep for any of us to take off.  Just to give you SMALL idea about the PONdemonium that takes place in this house, EVERY day – here is a scene as we are getting ready to go out.  That would be me – demonstrating my “Pole” Vaulting routine as I wait for the door to open.  As my human get closer to the door, I leap.  Straight up.  One must be very careful when I am “in this mode” as I am capable of causing dental malalignment.



Then there was the insanity when she let us out.  She TRIED to get a video of that – but it is really hard to do.  Between all the barking, racing and rolling – one would need an entire film crew to capture the action.



What started though, as a joyful run, quickly became not-so-joyful.  My human, in her effort to get us OUT OF THE HOUSE to burn off some energy, neglected to do something important.  She didn’t put on our snowsuits.  Well- on me or Frodo.  Paxton doesn’t seem get the infamous cannonballs of snow that stick to our legs, our belly and other regions- that become VERY uncomfortable – so he doesn’t have to wear the spandex.  In this photo, you can see some of them forming on my legs.   
By the time we got back to the house, Frodo was walking as if he had just been riding a horse.  He probably weighed another 20 lbs.  I was bad – but not QUITE as bad at him.  If someone knows a good method for getting snowballs off – LET my human know.  She put both of us on the grooming table and attempted to blow them off with the dryer.  And she manually tried to break them up.  It took like 6 hours.  OK.  Maybe not THAT long – but it felt like it.  By the time we were done, my human was ready to collapse.  But we were ready to go back out again.  She just looked at us and said “NOT a chance.”  So that was that.



Today my human is going to see if she can get a Vet appointment for Paxton…He has a lump-thing above one of his teeth – and it has her very concerned.  He doesn’t seem to care about it – and hopefully it is nothing serious.  Paws crossed.



I also have another scent class tonight.  So I’ll be on my best behavior.  Probably.



Anyway – have a happy Monday.  A new week – that holds the opportunity for new adventures.  And I hope all of yours are good!



©  Linda Wozniak

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