What has been a very short week is winding down. Blogging has sure taken a back seat between the holiday, gardening and Bacchus.
Thursday he had an appetite so I pretty much let him eat as much as he wanted. Actually it was mostly chicken instead of his usual diet of sausages. The high fat diet, however, caught up with him that evening when his whole digestive system rebelled. He and Hub were gone an inordinately long time for their last walk. He just couldn't get anything out and completely exhausted himself trying. He had to take a breather even before returning to the house. Which really scared Hub. An uncomfortable night followed.
By pill time Friday morning everything had reversed itself and I had to clean him up. Hub and I decided it was time for some tough love. No more junk. We'd rather he fade away from not eating rather than kill himself trying cope with a bad diet. Oh, he'll get fed all right. It's just time to call the old boy's bluff and for Mom (me) to get some backbone!
Off to the vet for a shave and a haircut. And some more pills to settle his system. Today he's sulking but he's also feeling a whole lot better.
Fortunately, for the sake of my humor, my good friend Word Tosser came down from Sandpoint and met me for lunch. No blogging. Just visiting.
Same thing today. Yard work. Unless something really grabs my attention I anticipate the same for tomorrow. Monday I have surgery on my hand so I doubt I'll be at the computer then either.
Now, that's more than you wanted to know, but it's why the substance of the blog is a bit different this week. Every once in awhile life without the computer just needs lived!