Wednesday, April 8
7:15 pm
Last walk. Out the path to Selva, up to the next path by the mailboxes. They wanted to walk, but they really didn’t want to walk.
Barely 15 minutes. Neither guy pooped.
5:10 pm
Dinner. Both guys were hungry and started eating right away.
4:10 pm
I got a text about the expenses, and almost immediately after the text came in, Bubba got up. He wandered towards the bedroom, but stopped in the hall, stared at me, and moved over to park by the front door. It was time for another walk.
We walked the full width of the park, slowly. The walk took 55 minutes, and neither guy pooped.
11:50 am
Bubba had gotten up a couple of times to go lay out in the sun, but came in to go back to sleep in the fireplace bed. Just before noon, he got up, stretched, then moved over by the front door and stood there staring at me. It was time to walk.
The walk was short. We went over to the mailboxes where Buddy pooped for a second time, then out the drive entrance, around the building back to the path that goes by the mailboxes, and home. We were out less than 20 minutes.
When we got back, Bubba ate some lunch.
10 am
I ran home to get my stuff to do some school work, and when I got back realized I hadn’t put out breakfast. The guys need to learn to talk, so they can say, “hey nub, you left the food on the kitchen counter.”
Maybe we can try sign language.
9 am
Buddy greeted me at the door, but looked like he was expecting his regular roommate. When he saw it was me, he ran to grab his bunny. I pinched a nerve in my back last week, and I’m still a day or two away from being able to re-injure myself playing chase and Gatekeeper, unfortunately. He almost-immediately began signaling urgency to get out. Bubba was in the fireplace bed, lying down, head up, staring at me like I was intruding.
I put out breakfast, got Buddy dressed and we went out. He didn’t stop to pee, and made a mad dash to get across the street. He pooped right away outside the memorial. Then we headed in to walk around the memorial, but he turned around fairly quickly. I wanted to go for a long walk, and let my back and legs lubricate themselves.
We got back, and the screen door slamming shut woke Bubba up. He hadn’t moved, and again he stared at me like some intruding stranger. No barking, no yips, no getting up to be chased – he must have been really tired.