Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Bad Daddy

I was over optimistic about Dennis's ability to take care of Flash while he is still a cone head. Today, I find that Dennis was letting Flash run around at will in the rain and mud. Bad Daddy.

Conehead: Day 5

We are getting very close now to the day Flash loses his cone. It could be tomorrow or the next day. Probably Friday because that is the magical 7th day when all is healed.

Today we woke up to rain (nothing surprises Flash anymore; he's done rain, he's done snow). Dennis drove to the office and Flash went with him. He'll be happy there for a nanosecond, then will want to go find Honey or some other trouble outside. Not today. He's still a cone head and cannot run at will. He might as well be a city dog.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Conehead: Day 4

Flash wrecked his cone finally. It was only attached at the top with a great split at the bottom. Dennis fixed it and now Flash is in the process of banging it around, going through the dog door somehow, and rolling around trying to get it off. Meanwhile, I am getting adept at avoiding the bang at the back of my legs. There are bruises there from previous collisions.

He's not getting much better at the Holds either. This morning I gave him his Hold dumbbell and he ran away with it. I guess you could say he was "holding" it. Oddly, I told him to bring it back and he did, but then he dropped it and ran off again. Funny boy.

I managed to get two photoshots, the first is a little blurry, but cute; the second one is adorable.






















I tried to get a video of our training session; but as you will see, he was not cooperative.



After his "training" I put him outside to play and through the kitchen window I caught this video of  him playing with his big purple ball. Proves he can Hold if he wants to.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Conehead: Day 3

Dennis had to leave early, but he took Flash for a walk (on leash) to the office first. Flash just isn't getting the exercise he's used to. We are counting the days until he can get his stitches out and stop wearing the cone. He keeps banging into things, including us. Dennis and I both have bruises on the backs of our legs.

Around 10:30 I took him for another walk to the office so he could meet and greet everyone there and get cookies from Shannon. Then we took the trail walk, not as much fun being on leash though.

Coming Home

After coming home from Easter dinner at Mom's yesterday, we got an overwhelming welcome from Flash. He jumped on my lap, hood and all.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Easter Sunday and Day Two

Day Two of Flash's cone head days happens also to be Easter Sunday. Flash celebrated by sending a few e-cards to his friends, Shooter; Dharma and Dollie; and his special playmate, Honey. Shooter is a border collie who lives with Rachel Amado, Flash's trainer.

Flash has never met Dharma and Dollie, but I've told him all about them. They were great friends with Flash's predecessor, Spike, a Yorkshire Terrier, who lived with us for over 16 years. He passed away this January before Flash came to live with us. Spike was great friends with Dharma and Dollie. Dharma is a Yorky and Dollie is a Maltese who live with my cousin, Betty, in Washington State.

Of course, Honey, is my mother's dog. She lives on the ranch and often plays with Flash. Sometimes she gets tired of Flash jumping on her so she has to put him in his place. He doesn't take offense and looks forward to playing with her another day.

Flash found a great e-card site and wants to share it with you: http://www.sloppykisscards.com/. Check it out if you have pets.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

One day down

Poor Flash. He's already tired of the stupid cone he has to wear. He keeps colliding with everything (especially the back of my leg--ouch!). He's very frustrated. We're taking him for walks, but he can't run free anymore until the cone comes off in a week. Today is the first day. 



This afternoon Angie and I took Flash for a walk to see how Shalla was doing. She was down in her stall this morning and hadn't eaten all of her breakfast. But we found her and Doc in the south pasture and she looked ok. She's 24 now and showing her age. Here she comes walking toward us.