Dog Trials

With a fuzzy white puppy sleeping on my shoe and Buster also under the table, they look so innocent, a picture of cozy domesticity. They nearly drove me nuts today. Feeding is complicated by a second dog. The very nature of a dog requires him to check out another dog's dish to see if there is anything better in that one. Buster takes meds-only if they are cleverly disguised in food. Shoving a pill down that dog's throat is like staring down the barrel of a BB pistol. The boy can projectile vomit a single pill and ricochet it off the wall. I cooked them a two egg omelet this morning loaded Buster's dish and stood between them to referee. They both ate just the eggs and went outside.

I have been leaving the back door open so I can hear them and they can come and go. Honey came back in and I assumed Buster was going for his dust bath/roll in the driveway. Buster found his favorite springtime treat: fresh cow placenta dusted lightly with dried cow manure. Determined not to share with Honey he barged in the house and headed straight for the bed. This is a dog friendly household but I do draw the line. Irateness ensued: cleaning and cursing, scolding and disposing. His feelngs were hurt. He sulked all day. Honey was investigating the trash bag with the prize all day long which gave me ample opportunity to practice the "No" command.

Took them to town- I had lunch and ordered their dinner too- liver and bacon, thinking if it's entrails they want, entrails they'll get, and to soften the tenor of the day.

They were pleased. Buster was still sulking, though so I went out to play with Honey and apply the RV plumbing fixes that frustrated me yesterday. Lost sight of the fuzz-ball so I went looking- she was way out in the pasture selecting a nice calf turd to eat. "Oh, Hell," says I. It is the nature of the dog.

Meanwhile it turns out Buster has an earache and he won't take any pills from the likes of me tonught,

The RV didn't fix the easy way. Will undertake the right way tomorrow. Wish me luck.