dogs

Twinkle came along on the Great Camping Adventure, instead of staying home with Albie and Dorothy for Ryan to watch, as she usually would have.  Our 13 year old girl is blind now, and we worried she’d have trouble with the doggie door in the snow while Ry was at work.  Or get lost in a corner of the fence.  Or not find her water dish.

Funny, she seems to be the happiest that she has ever been, not even bothered by knowing she can’t see.  Could it be that she finally let go of her hopeless cause of remaining Alpha after we brought Honey into our home?  

At first, she struggled with losing her sight and was timid in her steps.  Maybe the blurry shapes she saw confused or scared her? 

 But once her vision was completely gone, all fear was gone.

So much so, that she gleefully walks into danger.  We call it, Magooing.  Like Mr. Magoo.

Tinks can still find cozy spots to curl up.  

This is a scene we never expected to see.  These dogs were mortal enemies.  We worked with Honey’s resource guarding and life became calmer and safer, but there was no love lost between them for years. They shared a home, not a pack.

Once Twinkle could no longer see, she began feeling around for a warm soft spot to nap, and didn’t even notice if it was on top of her greatest foe.

At first, Honey would bristle at the intrusion of her space.  But then, she seemed to realize that the little Yorkie was harmless, and actually kind of cuddly.  

Which is lucky for us, could you imagine sharing such teensy living quarters for two weeks with dogs that couldn’t stand being near each other?

Uhm, you are probably looking at this with horror in your eyes wondering how anyone could spend any time at all in such a small space.  

It certainly was NOT “glamping.”  And many days the weather wasn’t Florida’s finest, so we were all piled up on each other.

But it was somewhat okay.. should I say fun?  Maybe not fun, maybe “enjoyable.”  Or probably, “not bad.”

Did I curse at the dogs every time they tripped me? Oh yes.

 Then, I got home to our 5,000 sq ft home and was still cursing as I tripped over them in the kitchen.  No matter how much space we have, there they are under my feet.

Hopefully I won’t be tripping over them too much, I am having some minor knee surgery this week.  

If you would like to sign up to come to Bluebird’s Song I might not be checking emails for a couple of days.  But I will answer them in the order they came in when I am once again up and about.  

And I hope you do sign up!  It will be an intimate group, not as large as my typical gatherings.  But there are some spots left.

Please check the previous post for details.