Sebastian (the dog) has been slowing down. Time was, when we went for a walk, he dragged me through the neighborhood. As the years passed, his position went from pulling me, to just being ahead of me, to at my side and, more recently and sadly, being far behind me. Such is old age.
As the heat of summer kicked in things got a little worse. When we go outside sometimes he is just content to sit in the sun soaking in the rays. This is highly unusual for this dog.
We went to the vet last week and discovered that he had a few issues not the least of which was arthritis. The doctor prescribed some pills. Apparently the work.
This weekend we had a couple of missionaries staying at St. Sebastian. They called on my cell phone in order to tell me that they were going to be late. The priest on the line had a thick accent and with my decreasing hearing ability (apparently Sebastian and I are suffering from similar fates) I found it difficult to understand what he was trying to say. Knowing Sebastian was keen on just laying in the sun in our yard, I let him off of the leash in order to pay more attention to the phone. And then the murders began.
I heard a woman call out. Pandemonium ensued. Sebastian hasn't so much as looked at a squirrel in a couple of years and now he chased one down and caught it!!! Phone in hand, I tried to explain to the priest why I needed to stop talking to them and with other hand I tried to both bring the dog/squirrel battle to an end AND signal to the people walking down the walk that all was under control.
Leashing the dog with the now deceased remains, I had to face the lady and the gentleman and wait for the reprimand for allowing my dog to take down and innocent squirrel. So I turned to them.
Of course there was still the problem of having the dog with a squirrel in his mouth. He was SO proud, prancing and showing off his prize. We couldn't go in the house - not with the squirrel in his mouth. So we tried to sneak around until he burried it somewhere. Of course we ran into someone else who said, "Look how cute! That almost looks like a real squirrel!"
What do you know? Two freebees in one day.
Finally he buried it under a bush. (I'll deal with that some other day.) But - wow - life through pharmaceuticals. It seems I have a brand new dog.