People are asking more often about Suki…”how is he?” “he looks great for his age” “does he sleep alot these days?”
Not that folks weren’t interested in Suki pre-15th birthday mind you. Some days you’d think he was a rock-star, especially if he wasn’t with me at the time. Lots of inquiries. “is he ok?” “did something happen?” “oh, thank goodness that he’s ok”, “he’s just home?”, “sleeping?”, “how old is he again?” Clients, neighbors, friends, you name it, all cheering him on. Suki has a very special place in the hearts of those who know him, as do all the 4-legged little angels that share our lives.
He just got groomed this morning, and he’s looking super-spiffy. Those big brown eyes are now clear of the bangs that were partially blocking his “view”. And if his eyes could see better, he’d be seeing the whole world today.Suki loves it when he gets all trimmed and primped. He’s proud as a peacock walking around, with a big smile on his face…patiently waiting for his requisite treat, while I schedule his next appointment with the groomer.
Make that 2 treats…and if he keeps milling around? Yeah, 3 treats…I’m a sucker for a cutie pie (inside joke for those who’ve known me for years).
He’s sleeping now. It’s lunch time and until the scents of food reach his nostrils, he’s out like a light. But even at 15 years old, when he smells food, there’s no arthritis in his leg, or weak heart, keeping him from getting up to check things out (not to mention supervise every move I make in the kitchen, as if he’s Mr. Miagi teaching Emeril Jr. or something to “wax on, wax off”)
Chicken – check. Broccoli – check. Kale (yes, Kale) – check. Green beans – yummy – check check! Suki has always had quite the fondness for eating real food. (And, no, he’s not a bit spoiled, either!) 😉
I think Suki has had maybe 2 cans of dogfood…in his entire life. (Yeah, before you get in line to come back as my dog, just know that I have position #1 on that, lol!)
Two home cooked meals every day for 15 years. Some have said that Suki eats better than I do…and I’d have to certainly agree, especially some days, when my tastes go toward foods that are, let’s say, less than ideal for good human health.
His energy levels have been slowly declining, with his major energy burst these days being in the morning. The typical morning is: wake up, find out where mom is…uh oh, she moved…find where she is now. Wait for the leash. Yey, it’s walk time!!!! (He may even do a hop-skip-jump to celebrate).
Ok, out the door we go. Pee on something…pee on next thing….pee A LOT on that thing. Sniff…and sometimes sniff for minutes at a time (what the heck could be so dang interesting to sniff for that long?!). That was a rhetorical question, btw.
Do his business. Kick a bunch of sand everywhere. (Sometimes more sand lands on my feet than on his business, if I’m not paying close enough attention that early in the morning.) Have I mentioned that it’s early and I’ve not yet had my coffee…..?
And the further into our (short) walk, the slower he goes, even in the mornings. His precious heart just can’t handle more than limited stimulation these days, not to mention Suki wanting to savor every last sniff and pee along the way.
Back to the house (finally!!) and then a treat. How do I know this? Because he waits patiently until I remember that I’ve forgotten (once again) to give him his requisite treat after his walk. (Some mornings call for a large coffee, right?)
He eats a hearty, home cooked breakfast, then we play a bit (fetch, tug-a-war with the 2 teeth he has left to tug with)…and then he naps. And naps, and naps.
During the day he’ll go out to pee a few times…then more treats…then more napping.
Dinner is served promptly when his tummy calls for it. Another short walk in the evening to make sure he does his business before going to bed – but equally important, Suki makes sure to update all the places he peed on earlier to let his “4-legged friends” know that he’s been ’round again
He dreams while he sleeps. I hope they’re happy dreams, like him swimming with me in the ocean, then floating on my chest when he gets tired. Or flirting with the “new girl” in the neighborhood. He’s totally cute when he does his “prancy-dance”, where he prances and dances to show off for the cute gals he meets along his path.
Suki’s a precious soul, with a beautiful (and sometimes mischevious) smile, and those big brown eyes. Though his body struggles more and more to keep up with “him”, Suki is determined to live as much of today as he possibly can (which is really all we can all do, right?)
I think a nap is sounding good right now…