Every morning I wake up and get ready to take the dogs out, Rowan lies in his bed and will not move. (Incase you are wondering his hearing loss is entirely selective; drop a crumb of food and he hears that!) I call him summoning up all the usual bribes - walk time, treats etc to no avail. I start to worry, he is old, give him a wee shake; still nothing. By this stage I'm usually getting into a panic. My 9 year old comes along and what does he do? I'll tell you what; he jumps out of his bed and wiggles his backside over to her for a snuggle!! Wee sod!
By this time the pup (who is actually 4 but will always be the pup) has nearly worn herself out spinning in circles at the door. I suppose in some ways I should thank the old man, walks are never as long in the morning they are both knackered after 10mins.
There are also the times that he flat out refuses to leave the house, or he won't get in the car. This stubborn streak developed after he had been ill and realised that we wouldn't force him to walk far. He has the memory of an elephant, who ever said dogs could be stupid? Actually looking at the pup ignore that question.
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