Sunday, February 7, 2010

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, like I knew that I could, now so good, so good, I got you, Ben!

In just 1 week, Ben has made a remarkable recovery! The last 2 days he has started to gain back his playfulness- growling, and barking and checking his turf for intruders. Today, he tried to run and discovered he still has sea legs and landed on his snot. But he is steadily growing stronger. Puma is keeping an eye on him, making sure he gets plenty of rest.


Dogs are amazing. Ben is my pal, my buddy. He's listens to me and never makes a judgment, and keeps up the appearance of being interested. He agrees with a wag of his tail. I like the joke that is going around the internet: Who is your real friend? Put your dog and your spouse in the trunk of the car for an hour. When you open the trunk, see which one is really happy to see you?" . . .
Anyway, I am grateful for getting more time with the old boy. I was a little disappointed today when we went to the vet and had his staples out. After spoiling him with home-cooked food for the last week, he had only gained 1/2 pound. Maybe he is just meant to be a svelte, lean dog.

Meanwhile, every dog has his day - but the nights are reserved for the cat!

1 comment:

Cowgirl said...

So good to hear things are much better. Of course, Ben looks ridiculous in your shirt, but I get the sentiment. Truly. I am happy that you two are getting this second chance -- this time will be the sweetest that you share. 'mortality' has reared its head as it does for all of us.

I think Ben & PonyGirl are just those beings who can eat and eat whatever they want and never, ever lose their waists! So envious...

xo your cuz