These last few days Benji has been very reluctant to go out for out early morning walk. I can understand this – it has been very cold. I thought that I would leave the walk to later in the morning – say 8am instead of 6am. I also thought it might be a good idea that we go to the Wetland instead of a local walk. It was a cold but lovely morning this morning and the ponds at the wetlands were like glass – no breeze at all – not a ripple.
However I decided it was not such a good idea. There were a good number of people about and all of them had a dog, or dogs/. Benji does not get on well with strange dogs so the walk really wasn’t much fun for him. I think we will just stick to the local area in the morning and go to the wetlands in the afternoon when it seems to be a lot quieter. The interesting thing was that all the people with dogs this morning were males. If I want to go to the foreshore I have to remember to take bags with me as the council has not yet replaced the dog waste bags that it removed for the upgrade.
Benji is a rescue dog and we have not known what his true age was. In October of this year it will be
four years since we adopted him. At the time I was told he was three years, so plus the four we have had him, that would make seven. I always felt he was older and it turns out I was right – he was born in November 2010, which means he will be nine years, not seven, this year. All of this is academic because in the end I don’t care what age he is, he’s my boy and I love him dearly. However, it may go a ways to explaining why he is so reluctant to get out of bed and get out of the house at 6am on a winter morning – and – I shall have to take the pace at which I walk into consideration and slow down a tad. Of course the reluctance to get out of bed and get out of the house on a cold winter morning could simply be a kind of human trait, since sometimes we are pretty reluctant to do similar ourselves. I had out longer than usual last night and he actually did slow down and he seemed to me to be a bit tired, so I lifted him up on my shoulder and carried him for a while. One of the neighbours asked “who was taking who for the walk?” After a little while I put him back down and he seemed to have a lot more energy
This coming weekend is the weekend of the Whyalla Show (Fair). The RFDS will be on display again this year but I will not be attending this year as I will be in Adelaide for a Presbytery Meeting. We have Yogi here! Jim took what is believed to be a slight stroke and was taken to hospital. Fay is spending much of the day there so she asked if we would look after Yogi for a few hours. I said I would and went down and collected him at 8am this morning (Wednesday) I said before that he has not been a well dog and he has certainly lost a fair bit of weight and he is crying a lot, but that could be because this was all so sudden and he is anxious and does know what is happening. At the moment he is a sad little dog, but Benji and me will look after him for a bit.. Yogi was only here for a few hours and he “cried”much of that time. I held him up on my lap but I had to be careful and not put Benji offside.
As it turned out, Jim did not have a stroke – not even a minor one. He underwent a brain scan an ECG and various other tests and when they proved negative he was allowed home. When I took Yogi back home Jim was
sleeping. He will check in with the hospital every few days for a little while to make certain everything is ok. However they really don’t know what caused the turn he had. Fay was chastised by the doctor because she drove him to the hospital instead of calling an Ambulance. Her comment was that the ambulance can take too long to arrive and is was quicker to drive him to hospital. That’s a worry…
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At my advanced age, I know exactly how Benji is feeling in the early morning. But a lifetime of getting up at oh-stupid o’clock is now so engrained, I can’t imagine not doing it. *Sigh*
That image of the wetlands is absolutely gorgeous!
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My alarm is set for 6:45 and I take Benji out at 6am. On the odd occasion I have forgotten to switch the alarm on my body kindly lets me “sleep late”- sometimes as late as 6am – even when I am away from home, I still can’t win.
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eeek. that should have been 5:45 not 6:45
The Wetland looks beautiful. Poor Benji, ageing two years all of a sudden! How did you find out his real birthdate?
Turns out it’s not that simple, since our Vet got in contact with Victoria and we have two sets of documents, which he can only partly share with me (confidential information) one suggests that Benji was born in November 2010, another suggests he was born in October 2012. The 2012 date would make sense since we adopted him in 2015 – which would make him 7. Personally I think we should just split the difference and say he is 8 with his Birthday in October when we adopted him. That works for me!
I don’t suppose he will mind!
Well, however old sweet Benji is, the thought of going for a walk at 6 am when it’s cold outside could make any dog hide under the covers. Ducky and I understand 100 percent!
It’s good for me too since – when my body asks “Why didn’t you exercise this morning?” I can simply say that my exercise companion was unwilling and if I went out on my own, well I could get lost, or something”. Better I stay home.
I don’t blame Benji… I don’t like getting out of bed either! :D
Fortunately, Benji is a smaller dog because suddenly gaining two years for a big dog is rather a shock for human and dog. It was easy to keep track of Bilbo’s age. He was the border collie who joined us while our daughter was crawling and he was born the day before my husband’s birthday. We’d also had him since a pup. We currently have three dogs…a pair of two year old pups we’ve had since they were six weeks old and Lady who arrived here when she was roughly two years old. We did a bit of calculating and realized she’s about seven or eight. With dogs, I really do wish I could slow down the aging process. It was particularly obvious with Bilbo moving into old age and passing away before our daughter had even started high school.
Take care and best wishes,
Yes, I would like to have the dogs stay longer than they do or even if we could just slow aging by a few more years, that would be something.
Hopefully Yogi’s dog-dad will feel better and his healthcare team will discover what happened. Sweet Benji. 💙 Since we’re moving toward wintertime here, we totally understand him not wanting to walk in the cold. Despite his fur coat, Norman is more than happy to wait until the sun makes a decent appearance and has had a chance to warm things up a bit. Freezing temps are not his thing!