Somewhere outside Manhattan, Kansas

We are hip deep in Heartworm Treatment Territory at 504 Sheraton these days, and lo, they are long days. June 27th cannot come soon enough.  Keeping a young dog on “bed rest” for 10 weeks is the experiential equvalent of driving across the entire state of Kansas with a three year old child strapped in the back seat. THERE IS NO WINNING. There is only surviving.

Things Columbo likes to do:

• run
• jump*
• gambol
• wrestle
• monitor the fenceline for intruders
• bark at shit
• eat (anything)

Things Columbo is allowed to do:

• eat (dog food)
• sleep

It is a festival of FAIL at our house these days, and there’s really not that much we can do about it. Lord knows I’d be gnawing on the upholstery too if I had no forebrain and was being kept indoors 23 1/2 hours a day, every day.

So far he’s done very little actual damage - lucky for us he seems to enjoy gumming more than ripping and shredding. 

 

 

*Columbo is a boxer mix, and he jumps up and down JUST LIKE THIS: