I’m feeling the rumble. I’ve been house-sitting and couch-surfing for a couple of months. Sitting, surfing and more recently shoveling.
Solo, my 4 legged best friend’s vitality is waning. He is lumpy, bumpy, warty, a little off kilter. This once extreme athlete is struggling with stairs, drinks excessive water and is having trouble holding his pee. Sometimes, because he can’t hold his leg up and he ends up hitting his front legs with the stream. He is obsessed with food, snorts and snores and his old body is producing enough gas to affect global warming. My friends that tolerate this are TRUE friends.
A few weeks ago he followed a complete stranger out of the park thinking it was me. the eyes and ears aren’t what they used to be.
He may have similar stories to tell of me. I take a long time to remember where the keys are. My eyes and ears not as sharp and only he would know if I snore. I don’t hike the big hills and use him as an excuse. I need easy access to the bathrooms.
We met on-line about 13 years ago. Pet-finder.com. It is like the Plenty of Fish dating site but more loyal and less baggage.
His amazing life has included all the rivers we crossed between Vancouver and the Yukon, several trips by different routes to the American South West, including a year in Santa Fe, a stint in a Northern BC tree planting camp where dangers included blood sucking mosquitoes, black flies and the lesser of the evils, bears.
He has some amazing aunties that take over when I can’t offer what he deserves. So much gratitude to them.
So we are leaving in a few days for points south.
It will be his last road trip. His bed in the van is deluxe cushy with a view. I promise to lavish him with body rubs, and walks by the rivers he still loves.
There isn’t any question that he is a rescue dog. His work is nearly done.
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Beautiful tribute to the amazing and loving Solo. I am crying.
Safe travels. 💜💜💜💜💋
Beautifully written, very touching! ❤️🐾.
thanks Diane, love him to bits
Lovely. Just lovely. Love you both… From an adoring Aunty of his. 😘😘
yes you know who I am talking about
Solo was my Blues Healer too.So nice that he gets a final road trip…everyone should.
That’s so beautifully written, made me cry for our short-lived companions.
On a more practical note, have you tried digestive enzymes for Solo? I have been adding them to my 19 years old cat’s food and making quite a difference.
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Sniffle sniffle..😢you’re a good mom… and he is a “good boy! “ I can just picture him on his cozy bed looking out the van window ! Have a great trip together.. give him a little ear scratch from aunt Shelley ❤️
There isn’t a river that doesn’t call Solo’s name. And neither of you has been solo since you met. ❤️
I like the idea of rivers calling him.