Bath time came early

Just a couple weeks early I think. Cathy said he was stinky. He had been scratching too and I forgot when I applied his frontline. I’m pretty sure it’s been over a month according to sticker on the calendar. I have some insect bites on me. I think it’s fleas. I’m glad I bathed Hoshi because I found dried poo on his rear. It took a long time to get off–I let him soak for awhile. I’m sure he was uncomfortable. I noticed the day before him scooting on the floor.

Hoshi’s stools have been soft. I’m not sure why. Maybe I’m giving him too many ham treats. Next time I trim him I’ll do a thorough job on his rear. Maybe that will help.

He’s becoming quite a “daddy’s dog.” Cathy says he looks for me whenever I’m not home and drives her crazy. We’ve been walking more lately. It’s almost been a year since I broke my foot. I’m still stiff when I first get out of bed. I can’t walk for miles (over 2) like I used to. My foot will hurt if I overdo it. Hoshi loves his walks! We see a bunny or two every evening.

Michigan Bluebonnets

Hoshi in weeds
Hoshi in weeds
I’ve always wanted to take a picture of Gabby in Texas bluebonnets. Well, here’s the next best thing. Hoshi in weeds with blue flowers.

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Bath time for Hoshi

Stinky boy needed a bath last night. He wanted to play but I didn’t want him near me. I just gave him a bath and a quick trim. That gave me an idea. I’m going to write an article on what absolutely needs trimming (for health reasons). Hoshi has some pretty convoluted folds on his bottom lip which make trimming difficult. I think I figured out a way to safely get in all those nooks and crannies.

I’ve been thinking too…Gabby didn’t need a bath as often as Hoshi. I’m not sure what the difference is.

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Hoshi’s New Friend

We went back to the park today. There was more people because of the holiday weekend. More pets too including a pig. Yes, a pig! Did I mention Hoshi loves ham? Hoshi made a new friend. He’s a golden retriever named Ranger. He’s about 3 years old. He has such a beautiful coat. I could tell he had just been groomed and trimmed. I didn’t know goldens get trimmed. This is the second time they’ve met.

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