It's been a long time since I have written anything. I'm limping around with this stupid knee that doesn't want to work, doesn't want to bend or straighten, or support weight (of which there is plenty) or do anything that a knee is actually supposed to do.
I take Doc to training and after 15 minutes of ring time I have to stop.
I took him for a long and wonderful walk the other day and it took two days for me to recover.
Nigel and I went out, also, he in his wheels.
I am thinking we could use a matched set.
Yesterday John did some yardwork and had all the dogs out with him. This is Nigel and Doc playing. Doc lays down so Nigel can reach him. They can do this for a half hour at a time, and then Nigel falls asleep in the sun.
When I put these photos on the computer I looked at those nails!!
They came off this morning: I had to put a muzzle on Nigel to do the front, but after a token comment or two he settled down and let me do them. He looks much better.
This is Llewis. Llewis is my real sundog. He will sleep in the sun when it is 20 degrees outside.
And then of course, there's Doc: growing like a weed. Still a puppy. He still has that puppy look, but it's fading. He's big enough now to worry people who are afraid of dogs in general. He's cautious, is afraid of the dark, doesn't want to be outside alone but with Llewis for company he will stay outside all day if I let him.
Getting to be a big boy. Doc with Nigel.
Mr. Biskit regarding what is left of the "lawn".
Mr. Biskit dealing with stumps and smallish trees that invade.
Doc is watching Mr. Biskit with that pointy stick thing he is swinging around. None of us believe a dog who is afraid to be outside alone in the dark is brave, but Doc is also a puppy still, even though he doesn't look much like one.
Still watching. Ever vigilant.
Doc watching John but all ready in case that pointy stick thing comes in his direction. (It doesn't.)
It always pays to be beautiful.
