Well, Coco says the best part of her birthday was the day after (today) when she got to go for a big ride in the truck! With all her family! Big deal. We had to run up to the vet to get her nitro and her thyroid pills before this big storm hits tonight. When I went to leave Coco was the first one at the door and she was not going to accept my leaving without her. And, of course, Goldie, Fancy, and Lucky were vying for position at the door - every one of them thinking they should be getting to go. So - on with the leashes and out the door and down the steps we went. Out to the yard to potty and into the kennels in the back of the Suburban and away we went. Geeze, you'd think I was taking them to the dog show. That's how they act when we're headed for a show. I thought they would be disappointed when they didn't get to get back out again until we got home, but everyone seemed thrilled with the adventure. Riding in the truck, listening to the stereo, and chewing on their bones. Perfectly happy. If that's all it takes to keep a dog happy, then I should load them all up every time I go to the office. LOL Somehow I think they'd know we were at the office, though, and I doubt they would be happy staying in their kennels for 3 or 4 hours with the car not moving. The rumble of the wheels, the motion of the vehicle, the heat coming out of the blowers, all seem to lull them into lala land. And, of course, some good old cryin in your beer country music doesn't hurt a thing. Back in the day, when Coco was an only child, she used to ride in the front seat and actually sing along with the stereo. She can howl with the best of them. All I have to do is sing to her and she sings right along. I don't know any other dogs who sing like she does. LOL
So now she is 13 and well into her 14th year. And she is not celebrating Lent by giving anything up either. She insisted on having pheasant again today and is already back out in the kitchen looking for the treats. I guess I'll have to break open the goodies here in a minute. Then we can all lay down for a long winter's nap. Heart patients need plenty of rest you know.
Slave to the Four Amigoes: Coco, Goldie, Lucky, and Fancy