Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Tuesday Oct.19

Cloudy this morning, still cool, good morning run... fed and kenneled, went to work ... while I'm at store getting pet food for food bank, a guy who used to work for us several years ago stopped me and said he'd come by our place several times to talk to my husband about work, but our 'new big red dog' scared him ... barking ferociously, with 'the hair standing up on his head' ... I told him Corey was a good watch dog, and he said he had pit bulls and he was more leery of Corey than his pits, LOL ... ah, the ferociousness of an Irish setter is so well known .... husband calls a few hours later, Banshee limping again. Return home lunchtime, Banshee outside, others inside. Feel her leg and foot ... ouch! Between two toes on left hind foot .... feels like a mat, she wont let me touch ... get husband, tie cloth strip around her muzzle (impromptu muzzle), hold her and feed treats while husband (who has better eyes and steadier hands than I do) feels between toes, clips hair (probably a thorn from a sandspur), then wipe with antibiotic cleanser .... Banshee, sweet girl, remains relatively calm, moans and grumbles a bit, but appreciates the treats .... let her inside, then quickly brush Corey, and take him to pet therapy ... stop by store to get probiotics and give him a chance to unwind (he gets calmer with each 'visit' when we're out), then to nursing home ... only 3 of us today, Corey is, well, pretty mouthy and energetic, but the folks enjoy him, he vibrates with life and joy, and is SO friendly ... after nursing home, go by PetSmart, buy another DAP collar (for Snoopy) enthusiastically greet everyone, then go by SPCA Thrift Store to drop off flyer for animal blessing at my church next Sunday ... Corey enthusiastically sniffs all the items in the sore, greets customers, gets treats, has a grand time ... stopped in parking lot by a woman who used to own Irishes ... amazing, whenever I take Corey out, I run into several people who either had an Irish as a child, or years ago ... and spot Corey and start grinning, he is the 'epitome' of Irish setters ... return home, let Corey out at gate 'enclosure' so he can greet others, all back to trailer, all go inside. Banshee not limping as badly ... fix supper food, check computer messages, then out for evening run, joined by little Mattie ....feed and kennel, wipe Banshee's sore foot with antibiotic cleanser again and put colloidal silver on it... everyone gets egg, and dried tripe. a good day!

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