Poor Baby

32°f, 0°C this morning. Sunny, then overcast and raining moved in around 4pm.

Little Boy is feeling very sorry for himself. With good reason. He started the day with no food or water since yesterday evening, and a ride in the truck to a strange place with strange dogs and people who took him away from Larry. 

Then when he woke up after surgery, feeling all woozy, he whined and cried incessantly, according to the staff there, and didn't stop until Larry picked him up. He is a very vocal pup, even at home. 

Worst of all, he has to wear the cone of shame. This is really to protect him from our other curious dogs. They are completely baffled by it, and have given him plenty of space. But he is so funny with it! He thinks that when he bumps into furniture that he's stuck, so I have to go move him around whatever it is. His eyes are so sad, it just breaks your heart. Like he trusted us and now this! Still, it had to be done. Now we will babysit him for a few days to be sure he heals properly. 

Honestly,  young dogs are like having young children all over again. This morning after the truck pulled away Buddy was so upset he demanded petting and stroking for a full 20 minutes. Maybe he thought his friend was never coming back? He howled and whimpered pitifully. So I sat here and comforted him with soft words and much stroking. Such a baby. Regular doggy daycare here.

In retrospect, maybe having 2 young dogs at the same time at our age isn't such a great idea.  But here they are, and I have to admit they certainly liven things up. Larry takes them for at least 2 walks a day, which is good for him, and I take them out too. In the evenings they come for cuddles,  then lay down by the fire to sleep.  Our old girl Daisy gets aggravated with them sometimes, but she's lost weight and loves the walks too. And she mothers Little Boy so sweetly.

        Left to right,  Buddy, Little Boy and Daisy

I have almost always had a dog, usually 2 at a time, but they were outside dogs for the most part, and demanded little except food, water, shelter and the occasional petting and praise.  So I am in unfamiliar territory nowadays, but I think I like it. Most of the time, anyway.

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