This 4 o’clock kickoff has me all screwed up, so I took the sister’s dog for another protracted walk (yes, this is the dog I walked with an extension cord). Here is a shot of the fellow:
His name is Irie, he is 13+, and he is beagle/lab mix.
He was always a super sweet dog, but now that he is a little long in the tooth, he has turned into a real pain in the rear. HE has a hard time walking because he is so old, but he has to go out a great deal because his bladder control isn’t what it used to be. He drinks an extraordinary amount of water, and no matter how many times a day I walk him, he finds an excuse to have an accident on the carpet. And I even have pads down for him.
At any rate, my sister has a real tandem- a mean 20lb diabetic cat and a dog that can’t hold his potty. She loves them both to death, though. Thank goodness I only have to watch them on some week-ends.