EEEE-ouch!

After two years, we are still learning things about Rodney. The newest revelation: he does NOT like liniment. It’s ironic because we were trying to be nice. Hubby did the same PT/lunging session as last weekend [Vewy, Vewy]. He ended with several runs through a triple cavaletti. Rodney bounced through perfectly the first time andContinue reading “EEEE-ouch!”

Vox Clamantis in Deserto

End of the month commentary on blogging. When I started this blog last December [We begin.], I negotiated with myself that I would blog every day for a one year. Two & a half months to go. Barring miracles, that means less than 100 posts. What would constitute a miracle? MONEY By money, I meanContinue reading “Vox Clamantis in Deserto”

Be Vewy, Vewy Quiet …

… we’re hunting pwogwess. Wodney, er Rodney, may not be a waste of pasture space for the rest of his days? It’s too early to break out the tack, but Hubby may have made progress on Rodney’s back. As one might expect, his back is turning out to be central to his whole way ofContinue reading “Be Vewy, Vewy Quiet …”

Tonight There’s Gonna Be Jailbreak . . .

Monday morning, as I lay half asleep sorting out which day of the week it is, I hear Hubby say, “What the h-ll are you doing out of bed?” By process of elimination, I figure that he is talking to Senior Dog, who usually doesn’t stir without firm motivation. A reasonable question. Also the themeContinue reading “Tonight There’s Gonna Be Jailbreak . . .”