Good Ol' Jake
I was supposed to have a dog for a 10 day stay. That would have been my longest stay for boarding and a good chunk of change for the summer. An out of town daughter of a elderly man in town set up the entire stay for him. He was going to fly to her house and then to California to visit his older sister. I picked up Big Jake to make it easier for Harold and brought him home. Jake is a 9 year old English Setter who has had to slow down because his owner has Parkinson's and can't take him out much anymore. He's overweight and his toe nails are way too long. I bought some clippers and planned to work a little bit at a time over the 10 days. His toes are turned sideways because of their length and I know his feet must hurt and he walks funny. But he is so loving and affectionate. He'll put his paw up on your leg and lie his head into your hand as you pet him. Dang, why do we have to fall in love with almost every dog? We got him to chase a ball around the yard a bit and ...