Wassup do(c)g?

Daisy is having a mope, not sure what it’s about or even if I should be concerned considering what a drama queen she is. She accompanied me on a mountain hike yesterday and nothing of note occurred, no fall or trip we could sue over. She trotted along apparently happily, yes the terrain was pretty rough but the ascents and descents weren’t overly taxing; did her usual plonk down right in front of me when burrs or twigs got caught on her legs and gave me a refusal until I removed the offending article(s) (her union forbids her from trying to remove them herself).

After we got back to the site and I’d had some refreshment and we’d returned to the van, she suddenly became distressed whimpering and whining, some sharp cries as if she were in pain and clingy or what …  After lots of cuddles I felt her all over, examined the paws for cuts, grazes and foreign bodies but couldn’t elicit any objections to my probing. I decided a bit later that as there had been no refusal of tea (fat chance) and she’d managed a short walk for the necessaries without problem there was no need to worry overly much. I’m letting her take it easy today, she’s not whingeing as much but remains listless with the occasional yelp and still clingy. Perhaps yesterday’s hike was a bit rough underpaw, an ascent, a descent or a dry river gully too far for someone with even shorter legs than mine …

😦 😦 😦

12 thoughts on “Wassup do(c)g?

  1. Iain does similar if I make him hike! give Daisy a sip of beer, that seems to cure the whimpering 🙂 x

    1. Ah that’s it … it’s all because I didn’t share my beer! She has perked up this afternoon, I took her for a little bit of a walk and her behaviour was almost normal – well normal for her!! How is it at home?

  2. Well I was thinking more of the same, but not in beer terms. Maybe she got a bit dehydrated? You checked for ticks, didn’t you. Nasty bastards! Hope she keeps on feeling better! All the best,
    Chris.

    1. She shouldn’t have been dehydrated, I take her collapsible bowl and water with me and she drinks whilst we’re out. Pulled plenty of burrs and twigs out when I checked her over but didn’t find any ticks. She lives up to her 1/4 labrador heritage, so she probably scavenged something yucky whilst my back was turned – in which case she doesn’t deserve your good wishes, but thanks!!

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