Thursday: Took Corey to the vet today .... managed to get one of my medium-large harnesses large enough to barely fit ... gave all dogs a good AM run, breakfast, then got Corey, he clambered eagerly into the backseat of my Corolla (and took up the whole backseat ...) He rides very well in the car! Got to vet, he was very cheerful, pleasant and charming ... the vet staffer who had heard about Corey's plight and called me was so excited to meet him ... she had been so very sweet to Ginger, and said she had called that Friday to see how Ginger was (the day she passed) even though off work ... everyone thought Corey was gorgeous and the vet said he appeared in good health (except for the yeasty ears) , but we'll see what the bloodwork says ... met husband at the vet, then we went to PetSmart and tractor Supply, Corey again being charming ... he walks just fine on the front hook harness, no need for the prong collar his former owner used ... we then got sandwiches and had a 'picnic' in the park, then Corey got in husband's truck and went home with him while I went to the dentist. After I got home, had a good run with the girls and Corey, brushed everybody (Banshee and Snoopy are blowing their coars, DB is having her semi-annual pointer 'shedding', and Corey is, well, a mess .. I got some horse detangler which helped a little, but this big boy's getting a haircuit Saturday ... ( Played ball for about 10 minutes (I am doling ball playing out in a measured fashion) Corey just gets too wound up and grabs at the ball, barks, and generally gets out of control ... stopped, took Corey inside, settled him with a Kong to calm down before supper.
Friday: Let all out for AM run, husband came with us down the hill. Then back for breakfast, off to work. Husband reports Corey now taking naps inside quietly , but Damcat still heads for the closet as soon as Corey enters trailer (and I dont blame him) ... Got home, greeted all dogs, sat on porch awhile, Corey fitting in nicely, still very deferential to the girls. Brush everybody. Decide to play ball, got 2 balls in yellowbasket. Banshee manages to steal one and trots off to her kennel, I follow and exchange for one of her balls with feet. Enter ball playing arena, throw balls for Snoopy andCorey, again, 10 minutes is about the max before Corey gets too wound up ... DB decides she'll join in, her idea of playing ball is to grab a stray ball, then put it down and run around it in circles, then roll on it. Banshee rolls on her orange ball, Snoopy and Corey compete madly, Snoopy is faster at short distances and much more agile, can scoot right under Corey's neck and scoop up the ball. To give him credit, this never seems to bother Corey, he just happily chases the next ball ... but then gets one and decides he's just going to chew for awhile. Finally collect all balls, take Corey inside again for a Kong to calm down (if I don't, he continues to run around looking for balls, barking). After this, give him his ear drops, then take all for a brief run and some mowing, then feed and kennel.
Saturday: Had a good AM run, Corey tends to come to the top of the hill, then wait (maybe I'm inadvertently giving some 'signal' to wait that I've never heard of?) Anyway, if I then stop halfway diwn and call him, he come barreling down the hill... going around the side of the property, he sees my husband come out on the porch and takes off in that direction, gets to the porch, greets husband, I whistle (he's now responding to the whistle, he didnt at first), he turns and comes racing back. Then I notice one of the workers has arrived, all dogs rush to greet him, then we all sit on the porch for a bit, then feed breakfast and kennel (I always kennel for a half hour after meals.) Take Corey to groomer today to get his show coat cut back to a more manageable length for a summer on a SC farm ... pick him up hours later (I visited the adoption event at the pet store, talked to all my buddies, but it was reallly hot as the a/cwasnt working) came home. Corey's summer haircut looks great, she could have taken a bit more off, but hey. While at pet store, Corey was dancing the Itish setter jog while waiting in line, several folks asked if he 'was a puppy' ... LOL, he's 7, I tell them, Irish setters are like this til the end (as was my Angel Ginger, though the illness slowed her down, she still danced ... and ran, ears flying, til the end...) Came home, husband and worker had gone to pick up supplies, let other dogs out, still pretty hot (90's, which wont feel that hot a few months from now...) gave Corey a Kong as he was still all worked up from his trip to town. Husband gothome, played ball for a 'measured interval'), rode around the property a bit (husband got some pictures) then fed and kenneled all ...a good day, Corey is settling in nicely, the girls are being very nice to him ... though there is one really cute picture of Banshee, who FINALLY got her orange ball with feet away from him, looking up at him sternly and Corey shying off ... and a good shot of Corey running with the ball, ears flying ... I hope I can calm down his ball obsession so it's more manageable, he does love to play ball and watching him and Snoopy both chasing the ball is really beautiful (and funny) ...
I guess I best post this, I'll try to get pictures up tomorrow...
Thank you, St Francis and Angel Ginger ... for sending Corey to us. I think the wild Irishman was what we needed to begin to live each day to the fullest again, instead of brooding on the past ... and will help us remember Angel Ginger with the joy and brightness she deserves...
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Mary Lou
DB,Banshee, Snoopy, and (we hope)the new wild Irishman Corey (dogs)
Ginger in spirit (2005-04/09/10)
Damcat
Callie in spirit (04/90-06/07)
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