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bill_schubert) wrote2023-08-24 02:51 pm
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Ranch day
Just another day at the ranch. There are only three of us walking now since we lost one to Minnesota. But we manage. Just can't give as much time to each dog. Another dog died I guess on Wednesday. He was not so very happy there and died of cancer. I never had much to do with him. He was a 'ranch boss only' dog to walk and I've got enough to fill my time. His name was Leo and by all accounts he was actually a good dog. Just didn't like being in a place with a bunch of other dogs.
Meanwhile I do have a couple of other great pictures. One of our more svelte Pyrenees dogs has very photo sensitive eyes so he hates going on walks. They fixed it so he's more comfortable. Still doesn't like walking much but he looks so cool:

His name is Cubby. Very sweet dog (I did say he was a Pyrenees).
And one not so very sweet. She's OK but definitely crazy as a husky, which she is:

She's one of those who is fine as long as she's walking but crazy going in and out of the dog barn.
We had a good walk, though.
Other than that it is a quiet day. Tomorrow and Saturday are my Pickleball days. Beginners and Intermediates respectively. I've not played since Monday so I'm ready.
Meanwhile I do have a couple of other great pictures. One of our more svelte Pyrenees dogs has very photo sensitive eyes so he hates going on walks. They fixed it so he's more comfortable. Still doesn't like walking much but he looks so cool:

His name is Cubby. Very sweet dog (I did say he was a Pyrenees).
And one not so very sweet. She's OK but definitely crazy as a husky, which she is:

She's one of those who is fine as long as she's walking but crazy going in and out of the dog barn.
We had a good walk, though.
Other than that it is a quiet day. Tomorrow and Saturday are my Pickleball days. Beginners and Intermediates respectively. I've not played since Monday so I'm ready.
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One of my strongest memories from working in a kennel was the huskies. Once they were "out", they were fine, but when I first went to their kennel to get them I'd have to brace myself in front of the door, then open it a crack and use the door to help keep the husky who was shoving his full 80lb weight against it from breaking loose long enough to get a harness or leash on him/them. Sometimes they'd escape and I'd have to full-body tackle them, which I think they thought was great fun.
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