Crate Rest Continued - Day 15 the Guthrie

Dear Everett,

This morning we went back to the Mill City Farmer's Market, prior to rehab. Here is Marshal in the lawn on the river side of the Guthrie.

And there is his back right leg--our main focus these past few weeks.

We visited with more vendors. I learned the whole tin roof section is off limits to pooches--who knew? When we were asked to exit that area we were on our way out, anyway.

This weekend celebrates the apple harvest, and what's an apple celebration without aebleskiver?

One order consists of three in a small paper tray, the bottom of which is coated in pure maple syrup. The apple filled delights are then dusted with powdered sugar and handed to the lucky customer--me! Boy, too bad M is allergic to grain anything, and I had to consume all three of these childhood breakfast treats myself!

We had a good day at rehab. Marshal spent 24 minutes in the tank on the treadmill, doing three intervals of 3.0 mph, and the last one was for 5 minutes! What a champ! The waves in the tank became so big they were rocking him back and forth as he struggled to keep up towards the end. We were pushing him maybe a bit too hard, but he won't be back in the tank for a week now, as rehab is going on vacation.

I relayed all the information from Dr. Vet. Rehab wondered along with me, about the change in Marshal's behavior in being handled. Reality, however, is we can speculate all we want but will never know what caused him to refuse to be handled. Our job now, is to help him be sound, and comfortable, and healthy. Rehab wants to know how long our walks are--I still have no idea. She suggested I time them, and then allowed me to add 5 more minutes. We don't have any new exercises--we still need to work on the consistent Sphinx down to standing! It's easier to do with two people, so one can make sure M doesn't immediately flop over to one hip or the other while in the 'down.' Staying square, or in the "sphinx" down position, forces him to use both back legs in rising to his feet.

Here is Big Boy in the car, after rehab. Notice the tiny little snip of white on his muzzle just above his nose. There are so few white hairs left that I think this is the only angle the snip is visible:

Off to see his girlfriend, the Bean! And here she is, many hours later, sound asleep in my lap as I type:I am so fortunate, to have the company of these charming characters!