Thankfully he has totally recovered from his rough week and he's back to being his normal weird self. He has a nice routine all carved out with my Mom and
I am NOT allowed to mess with it-unless he so chooses. So we are walking every morning for 30-60 minutes depending on the rain( muddy puddles are ok lakes are
NOT) and sun-too hot isn't good for Mom. Then he goes under her sofa to sleep for a nhour or so. If we can convince him- he then sometimes deigns to eat a
handful of kibble and then he plays or rest on Grandma's lap or right next to her- if I'm running errands he gets to come along. Lunchtime is play then
nap time and then he is left to his own devices (Grandma's Lap on the front porch) for the rest of the afternoon. If he's feeling hungry he lets us
know and Grandma immediately steals food from my fridge that I was planning on eating for dinner and feeds him. I then find something else to cook, eat and
then DH and I take him to the beach where he runs around and chases fish and sniffs all sorts of things. Then he lets me know when he is done and we take him
home. He has his last peepee and sleeps under the bed unless it's cool and he's scared or he's in a weird mood and then he sleeps with us( which he
used to do allt he time but...). What a life!
