On Thursday, our gangly new pup Pepper had his very special operation. Poor, sweet, Pepper. He had no idea. He DID know that he didn't want to "go for a ride." Pepper is now five months old. He's like an awkward tweenager, full of energy, gamboling all over the place.
When Farmer H takes Pepper to the vet, he uses the wire kennel that dear, rehomed Scarlett arrived in. He puts it in the back of SilverRedO. Then lifts Pepper in and latches the door and closes the tailgate. This means Pepper can't really see anything through the wire. Just the sides of SilverRedO's bed. It does not surprise me when Farmer H returns, and says Pepper vomited in the kennel. He sets it out and the rain eventually cleans it before the next trip.
Anyhoo... Pepper had to be at the vet at 7:30. It's slightly less than five miles from here. The weather was nice. No problem getting Pepper there. Except his attitude.
"Pepper didn't want to get in the crate. He saw me lift it in the truck last night, and he gave me a look! This morning he tried to get away from me. I had to drag him with the leash."
"He'll REALLY not want to get in the next time, heh, heh!"
Anyhoo... the operation was a success, and Farmer H had Pepper back home by 4:00.
"Your puppy resting."
In typical Farmer H picture-taking style, we have a whole lot of "scenery," with the subject a tiny afterthought in the center. This is the state of our nice wrap-around porch now. No walking for me, to try and get my legs into shape. Propane tanks and rolling tables and non-working generators. I need room to swing my arms for balance, and maybe take my cane along, and not catch a toe on junk to trip me up.
Anyhoo... back to Pepper:
He's plumb tuckered-out! If you look closely, you can see his green bandaid on a front leg, from his IV. I think Pepper might turn out to have stand-up heeler ears. They are riding a bit higher each day. He already has the coarse heeler coat. Not sure what his other heritage is, exactly. He's so lithe and slim. Not at all like a heeler. And taller than a beagle, which Farmer H originally said, I think.
We're hoping Pepper will calm down and not be so feisty all the time. Hopefully we'll start seeing a kinder, gentler, less-spicy, not-picking-on-Jack, Pepper within a few weeks.
2 comments:
He looks sweet, but he is asleep. He might be one of those dogs that do not reveal what they are until they are fully grown.
Kathy,
His head and ears are getting more heeler-ish every day, and he already has the course double coat. The body shape is baffling me. Maybe he will fill out as he grows, and I'll get a clue.
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