Barclay went with me to the lake to go fishing this afternoon – his first time! He did great, and hung out quietly with me, then started playing in the water, wading around and picking up junk and bringing it back to shore, carrying sticks and twigs around, and just paddling through the weeds and blowing bubbles by sticking his face underwater. Great fun!
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Splint day!

When Indy was born the vet came out and put a splint on his broken leg. Then last week I took him to her office and she re-splinted it – but it cost $100! Well, it did take time, materials, and three people to hold him down. But she showed me how to do it so this week was our turn. Dave held him down while I removed the old splint and put on a new one. We did it on the packing table in the shop. He was really good (Indy AND Dave) and we got it done pretty quick, then let him and Marian out in the pasture with Mom for a few minutes while we cleaned the stall and paddock.
Barclay helped clean the stall – ewwwww!
Turn up the AC
We’re having a little heat wave, and poor little Barclay has been feeling hot anyway, which is why he likes sleeping on the cold bathroom floor, snuggled up to the toilet, or lays in the bathtub with a little water in it. I remember Alki going through the same thing when she was a puppy. So today for the first time we had to turn on the AC, and Barclay parked himself over the vent to take a nap! Ah cool air, right on his little tum tum!
Chester and Barclay
Just a couple weeks ago Chester the Dalmatian went to the vet, and we really thought he wasn’t going to come back home. He had a bad cough, so bad he couldn’t sleep, he just coughed and gagged all the time. The vet had tried giving him some medicine, even kept him for a week while we were on vacation, but he just got worse and worse. Finally after a miserable night where he had choked and gagged into exhaustion, we took him in again, thinking if they couldn’t help him, that was the end.
The vet x-rayed him and saw congestion in his lungs, and a possible tumor. He kept him all day and treated him with a bunch of stuff, and sent him home with a slew of medicine to continue taking. Within the week he was doing much better. When he went back for another x-ray a week later, he was noticeably improved. Now it’s been a few weeks. The vet is keeping him on some of the medicines permanently, but there has been no coughing. So Chester seems to have dodged the bullet once again. He is very old, and his legs barely work right. Last week he fell down in the driveway because he couldn’t get his footing in the gravel, and I had to pick him up and carry him back up to the porch. But he’s still going, hobbling around, and he still LOVES playing with Barclay. So go Chester, go! Keep hanging in there boy!






















