Yessiree, just got back from the
City of the Big Shoulders, and the ol' E-Town looks just as I left it (well, not exactly - they
did manage to put the roof on the house down the street...). Saw the Dixie Dog (pictures to come soon) and she was lovely as ever - I'm now firmly convinced that Dix and Sherm would hit it off (just call me a canine
お見合い).
Yesterday was July 4th - Happy 230th Birthday, America! - and the village of
Addison had a big fireworks display. It was very impressive (it practically shook the frames in the house), but unfortunately, Dixie Dog hates loud
boom-like noises (thunder scares her terribly), so she didn't appreciate it so much. Plus, the day before that, we went running (Dixie, her owner, Dave, and myself), and the weather gods decided at the exact moment we were furthest from the house to let loose a torrential downpour of near-biblical proportions. Dixie, being half Alsatian (that's German Shepherd to us American folks) and half Chow, looks like a wooley mammoth German Shepherd (minus the tusks, of course). So, with the water and the heat and the humidity, poor Dixers was in some sorry shape by the time we got home (water-logged and definitely over-heated). Dave decided to give her a trim (which she withstood, like she does with most things, with a stoicism worthy of Marcus Aurelius), and now she looks much cooler, but incredibly smaller (denuded of her copious fur, Dixie looks sadly diminished - I tried to help her salvage some of her dignity by pointedly ignoring the fact that she got a hair cut, and I think it worked to a point). We took her out walking out in some doggy leash-free park that night and many people mistook her for a puppy (which might have gone some way towards making her feel better about her appearance). Now Sherman has returned from his week at the kennel (my friends had a lot of company over for the Independence Day weekend, and Sherm was sent to a very nice place down the road where they dotted over him, gave him lots of walks, treats and an incredible bath - Sherman is practically glowing with cleanliness right now!). He looks great; fit and full! I gave him the report on Dixie. Cross your paws - maybe they might meet yet!
Yessiree, just got back from the City of the Big Shoulders, and the ol' E-Town looks just as I left it (well, not exactly - they did manage to put the roof on the house down the street...). Saw the Dixie Dog (pictures to come soon) and she was lovely as ever - I'm now firmly convinced that Dix and Sherm would hit it off (just call me a canine お見合い).
Yesterday was July 4th - Happy 230th Birthday, America! - and the village of Addison had a big fireworks display. It was very impressive (it practically shook the frames in the house), but unfortunately, Dixie Dog hates loud boom-like noises (thunder scares her terribly), so she didn't appreciate it so much. Plus, the day before that, we went running (Dixie, her owner, Dave, and myself), and the weather gods decided at the exact moment we were furthest from the house to let loose a torrential downpour of near-biblical proportions. Dixie, being half Alsatian (that's German Shepherd to us American folks) and half Chow, looks like a wooley mammoth German Shepherd (minus the tusks, of course). So, with the water and the heat and the humidity, poor Dixers was in some sorry shape by the time we got home (water-logged and definitely over-heated). Dave decided to give her a trim (which she withstood, like she does with most things, with a stoicism worthy of Marcus Aurelius), and now she looks much cooler, but incredibly smaller (denuded of her copious fur, Dixie looks sadly diminished - I tried to help her salvage some of her dignity by pointedly ignoring the fact that she got a hair cut, and I think it worked to a point). We took her out walking out in some doggy leash-free park that night and many people mistook her for a puppy (which might have gone some way towards making her feel better about her appearance). Now Sherman has returned from his week at the kennel (my friends had a lot of company over for the Independence Day weekend, and Sherm was sent to a very nice place down the road where they dotted over him, gave him lots of walks, treats and an incredible bath - Sherman is practically glowing with cleanliness right now!). He looks great; fit and full! I gave him the report on Dixie. Cross your paws - maybe they might meet yet!
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