It seems so quiet around here without him. Kenai’s spending some time in the Annapolis Valley, back in Nova Scotia. He has to wait four months before he can come to Denmark. It’s tough knowing I’m not even going to see him until I get home again in July, and tougher thinking he’s probably wondering what in the heck he did that made me send him off to doggie vacation this long. I think after a week dogs begin to think of it less as a vacation and more as a time out.
Mom and I went down to see him a few times before I left for Denmark and he seemed to be fine, adjusting well to his new surroundings.
He’s got a nice little room with a doggie door to his run, and it’s up to him whether he wants to be inside or go out.
The boarding facility has large fenced yards and the dogs are let out in compatible groups to spend as much time as they like outside. I’m told Kenai likes to spend all of his time outside. I know when I was visiting, it was tough to get him to come in…even when I was leaving. He really does seem quite content.
All of the dogs, that are up to it, get walks in the woods every day. Kenai has been on some short ones until he gets some weight off and his arthritis lessens. I didn’t see any improvement in the stiffness in his back while I was there, but he does look like he’s lost some weight. He turned into a bit of a chunk in Baku and now he’s on diet dog food and special treats with portion control. Being in the care of a stranger is probably good for his weight loss since there is no John there to hand him toast crusts every morning. By August he should be positively svelte. If he is, I’m checking into his room for a few months.
There aren’t a lot of dogs at the place he is staying. It’s a new business with doggie day care, overnight boarding and a bark park where people can take their dogs to run off leash. So far Kenai’s made a friend of the owner’s black lab and has tried to eat a young Springer Spaniel that got a little bit too close and rambunctious. I took him two Walmart happy face soccer balls, one for inside and one for out. He was pretty excited to see those.
I can check up on him with phone calls and email. I’ve arranged a file for him at a nearby vet so he can get any care he needs and be taken there for his rabies titer on the 25th. John called the Danish Animal Import Enforcement people to see if there was a chance of getting him in earlier, but with the EU regulations, dispensations are no longer possible. So…..4 months it is. Poor guy!
As bad as I feel about leaving him like this, I am glad he is happy and well cared for. Most of the time I was there he spent rolling on his back in the grass. He didn’t even stand up when I left. He just sat there like this looking at me. Who knows…maybe he didn’t think I was worth the effort of getting up. He does look a little cheesed in this one, doesn’t he?
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