At last, a sunny day in Northern Virginia. Cold here also, but that won’t stop me from doing yard work, or David from hauling the dozen bags of books I placed in paper bags yesterday, to Goodwill.
We’ve broken all previous records for consecutive days of rain, however, as that tidbit made the national news its probably not news to you. The yard is a jungle, and I am imagining what it would look like paved with cement. My poor dogs are blazing new trails through the undergrowth, no small task for five pound Clare.
Clare had a rough week. Dr. Young cleaned her teeth and it took until today for her to recover. She was vomiting and had bad diarrhea for three days afterward…not good in such a small dog. However, bad teeth kill small dogs, so they must be cleaned when needed. Small dogs have the same number of teeth as wolves, but their jaws are much smaller. Too many teeth crowded together causes problems. When she was a baby, the vet pulled several teeth to give her jaw room for the remaining teeth. These days she seldom loses a tooth.
Johnny is twice as large as Clare, his aunt. Clare’s mother was a little cream and white dog named Lakeside Dancer. Dancer, the white dog below is Johnny’s grandmother. Johnny’s mother Holly is the tri-color Pom, and Clare’s sister. Johnny’s dad was a big white Pom. No one knows where Johnny’s black coat came from. Apparently genes skip a generation.
Okay, if you are not “into” dogs, all this is probably boring. However, you might be surprised to learn how often people ask me if our dogs are related.
I bought my dogs a few years ago, Clare is 12 and Johnny seven. These are the last dogs I will buy. My next dog will be one from the shelter. I don’t regret getting a ‘designer’ dog, however, there are very good dogs who need a good home. Besides, my Pom breeder has quit the business.
Taking care of dogs is costly. I was in sticker shock after paying Clare’s $800 dental bill this week. And yes, I carried dog insurance for a long time. However, it never paid off for me. David and I do an excellent job of keeping our dogs healthy, so they never got the ailments the insurance covered.
Next week, Clare and Johnny see their groomer, and two of my parrots, Baby the African Senegal and Arabella the Amazon Hahn’s Macaw, see their avian vet. At least my water bill has dropped back into the normal range.
Below, my favorite photo from granddaughter Joy’s graduation on Friday. Mom posted a video of Joy receiving her diploma, but I’ll spare you that. The announcer read Joy’s full name, ‘Hosanna Joy.’