Sascha had a tough day today. It started out this morning when I put her out for the usual patrol around the yard. Sometime after going out, a storm passed by close enough for her to hear thunder. I heard her run being pulled and checked out the back door. She was pulling the lead trying to get the collar over her head so she could get to the back door on the deck.
Poor thing. She had scattered the plastic chairs, her water bucket, and the stools from the wooden patio set all over the place. I stepped out of the door and grabbed her collar. She was so happy to see me. I lead her to the garage door where she normally comes in. About that time, thunder rumbled again and she tried to dash to the back door in the little garage. I got her unhooked and secured before opening the door and she promptly dashed in.
Sascha’s normal place to hide is under Rich’s desk. She made a beeline for that location and got as far as possible under the desk. The entire time, she is panting up a storm. I almost thought she was rabid because she was foaming so much. She would then take turns coming over to me for pets and slipping back into her hidey hole. The storm passed and Sascha fell asleep.
This happened a couple of more times. She refused to stay out in the yard by herself. She would dash out to do her business and dash right back in the house. I felt kind of sorry for her, except I was kind of busy with work. She was hugging very close to me at times.
Later this afternoon, I had an appointment at the vet with Sascha. The kennel was wanting an updated bordetella shot before we board her in May for vacation. Since I was there, I got the rest of her shots. She is all up to date again. The vet gave her a good physical and proclaimed her healthy. Sascha weighed in at 54 lbs. this time. It’s all that good eating to keep fattened up for scootering. I’m thinking we should probably cut back a bit to keep her from going up in weight. She’s not fat by any means.
While we were at the vet, Sascha was behaving and sitting quietly. Someone brought in a Siamese cat in a crate that was crying a lot. Sascha’s ears went up and she zeroed in on that crate. Then the barking began. OK, so she can identify a cat very quickly. I knew she liked small furry things, but now I know that cats are probably on the endangered species list with her. Panther, the neighbor’s cat, avoids her at all cost. Seeing a pattern here.
After getting 3 shots at the vet, Sascha settled into the ride back home. She’s not too bad in the truck. She puts her butt up again me and leans back so she can lay her head on the back of the seat. This allows her to look out the back window. She’s not too crazy about seeing things coming at her, but watching going by and after her is okay. I think she might get a little bit car sick.
So I dashed into the house with Sascha so that Rick could feed her dinner. I then dashed back out to the dry cleaners before they close. I had to pick up Rick’s Prince Charles jacket and vest. I had them nicely pressed for prom.
In case you haven’t heard, Rick is wearing his kilt with his new Prince Charles jacket. He has a tie and flares to match the kilt along with his knee socks. All Campbell colors, they are. He makes quite the dashing figure. His girlfriend, Jordan, borrowed by sash and Scottish thistle pin to wear with her dress for prom so that they will match. They will make a striking couple when they walk down the promenade for prom. The promenade is the walk that the kids make from the school gym to the buses that take them to the prom. They aren’t allowed to drive there. Pictures will follow on that day (May 4).
So back on April 10, Rich took Sascha to Moraine State Park for a run with the scooter. They had a good time, even if it was a little warm and way too windy. The wind was actually pushing against them on the run. I posted video from their little adventure on YouTube at: