The Lost Dog

It had been a good day.  I was smiling as I opened the door and I was thinking about all that had transpired that day.

My dog, Joey, spotted a rabbit in the front yard while the door was open and he bolted past me and was gone like a streak of lightning.

I dropped my bag on the floor and felt a sense of overwhelming panic.  The sun was almost done and finding him in the dark would be no easy task.

I grabbed a leash, a few treats, and jumped into my jeep in hopes of quickly located my lost dog.

I drove all over the neighborhood for two hours.  Each minute that past weighed heavy on my heart.  Joey is a big goof-ball, but I love him.

Gwen was also out searching for Joey, and Mom was at home posting his information on neighborhood websites.

Finally, my phone rang and I answered with great anticipation.  The lady on the other end of the line said she had our dog.  Her husband opened the door and Joey ran past him so fast it about gave the poor man a heart attack.

She said Joey was drinking water, eating treats, and playing with her dog.  Basically, he was having a grand old time.

Gwen and I went to pick up Joey and gave him a big hug.  We felt relieved to have our friend back home safe and sound.

My Cattle Dog Needs Help


Blue is an Australian Cattle Dog and he loves to put things in a group.  That boy will herd anything.

Blue is now trying to herd bees.  He stares at them while they are fluttering around the flowers, but if they try to leave the area he pounces and nips at them.

I tried to explain to Blue that bees are an important part of the ecosystem, so he should leave them alone.  Also, getting stung by bees is painful.  However, Blue is ignoring my advice.

I need to find some cows, sheep, chickens, cats, or small children for Blue to herd.  He needs help to channel his herding drive.

Joey Scared Us Yesterday

Yesterday morning, Joey was struggling to walk.  His back was hunched over and he was obviously in pain.  Since Joey is a 10 year old Labrador/Great Pyrenees mix I was greatly concerned.

I took Joey to the veterinarian.  They did x-rays and gave him a full physical, but couldn’t find anything wrong.  The doctor decided to check Joey’s anal glands.  He wasn’t dragging his butt on the ground, so it wasn’t the first thing that came to mind.

She discovered Joey’s anal glands are infected.  All he needs is some antibiotics and he will be fine.  The Thaler family let out a sigh of relief.  We all love that old dog.