|just two months ago!|
What happened? When did he become a farm dog?
Was it when he got big enough to carry a bucket through the backyard? (no, that’s not at all helpful…but, it is funny)
Maybe it was when he started going up to the gate to wait with Ellie Mae while I walk to the mailbox.
Not only was it a real feat to get him into (and out of) the dog crate (we definitely need something different…read BIGGER… before the next visit). He became completely immobile and had to be carried into the clinic, to the exam room, to the scale, back to the exam room, back to reception to pay our bill (and get his rabies tag) and then back to the vehicle. The vet tech suggested that next time I bring a wagon, a hoist, or a “big, strong helper”! It was more than a little embarrassing to have to carry our guard dog. (even if he is technically a puppy)…not to mention, he’s heavy! (forty pounds of completely immobile dog...and he's only FOUR months old)
Because…yep…you guessed it…Gus must have decided he is a FARM DOG! I guess it took him a couple of trips to figure out that there’s no place like home. Forget that riding in vehicles thing…get him back to the farm!
He did indeed regain all his normal abilities the moment we got back to the farm.