I woke up at 6:30 with the sun streaming through my blinds. At the end of the bed was a basenji, sitting erect, watching geese flying by my house. But which basenji? The sun was coming in so the features were shadowed and I couldn't tell if it was Iggy or Roxy. I watched for a bit and the distinct mannerisms finally gave it away--it was Roxy. She is looking that good! Her profile is no longer one of an emaciated, forgotten dog.
We're off to Dick Russell's pasture to run for an hour, then to the dog store to buy her a real collar. She is so active now that the harness is beginning to rub a sore on her chest. I don't want this girl to have a moment's discomfort. And given the harness incident last week, perhaps a collar is better now that she has put on weight. When I first got her, I was afraid her neck would break with the slightest tug--she was so thin.
We'll top the day off with a bit of yardwork--perhaps Jeb, the beagle, will come play with us. Then another visit to the dog park. A basenji day all around!
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Wow, I am lovin' your postings. What a lucky girl Roxy is to have found you. You are a GEM!! And so is she. Wish I could take her. I have two BRATs, Buddy and Ashley, as of late Sept 08. I hope to foster later this year after they've had more time to adjust, although they seem extremely well adjusted now, but just for GPs I want to wait awhile. How did you come to get her? Did you find her or did she find you?
ReplyDeleteGod bless you and your family,
Susan, Buddy and Ashley