A couple of weeks ago my flatmate’s dog Trixie was unwell and we feared the worst. When she got back from the vets I was heading out to take my own dog to the beach and even though she was obviously not great she really wanted to come with us … . At first I was in two minds as to what was the best thing for her and this led me to write a post about love called is this love?
Two weeks have wrought a remarkable change. She’s taken her medicine, woofed down her raw food diet and slept a lot on my bed. At the leash free beach today the sun was warm, the waves were gentle and the dogs got all excited sensing the approach of spring. Trixie is a maltese and when she gets going she can literally run circles around my dog Ming who is a shitz-tu.
I knew she was going to be ok when she took off leading Ming into the waves then bouncing like a spring lamb out of the water where she raced Ming round and round. Not a bad comeback for an old girl with a bunch of stitches in her neck. Its amazing what love will do.