I've mostly been spending my time and my energy here, at the dog book blog. Why? Because I've had a nice burst of radio this week. I LOVE being on the radio. I love talking on the phone. And I love talking to DJs who are concerned pet owners, including a DJ whose dog is eighteen years old.
And I hope I help. I really do. I was looking at a video of Faith when we first got her, and I noticed two things: our apartment was much neater back then (mostly because I hadn't moved in with Jeff yet), and Faith was...jiggly and out of breath. I think we were so thrilled to have a dog, we just thought the good folks of Hoboken were jealous when they pointed out that Faith's belly lagged a little behind her. "Hello, Mr. Chubby!" one of the guys on the corner called out. Grrr. But he was right, and eventually, when we got the wakeup call--a serious injury--we did something about it, and got a happy ending. She will always be curvaceous, but now you can see her hourglass figure! And her stamina is fantastic. And when we are not exhausted, that is a good thing.
In some more good dog fitness news, I just learned that a nearby animal hospital (featured in an episode of QUEER EYE FOR THE STRAIGHT GUY!) is opening a spa/swim/rehab center...right down the road from a Target. Life is good.
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