Missing

After a week in Fort Worth we were missing the rest of our pack. Buddy had gone to stay with some of his friends and Echo was in solitary confinement at Camp Morga. We picked Echo up at about 11pm. He was very happy to be interacting and wouldn't leave Juan alone. He spent as much time on the sofa as on the floor.

After our morning walk to reestablish the routine, I weighed Echo and he had gained about five pounds. He wasn't missing any meals while we were away. Marlene had increased his food and he wasn't getting much exercise. It didn't seem to make him any wider only longer.

Not sure if Buddy was missing Echo more than Echo was missing Buddy. When we went to the park this afternoon to get Buddy. Echo raced to see Kane and Sable. Buddy ran to see Echo and followed him toward Kane and Sable, but stopped to come check in with Lisa and myself before playing with his protege.

While Marty was saying "Good-Bye" to Echo, one of his canine teeth caught her on the bridge of her nose. The slight wound wasn't quick to stop bleeding and she was missing a few milliliters of blood before it did.

Echo and Buddy settled into their play routine, but Echo was bigger and stronger. So play time was a little rougher, and as a result Echo is missing part of one of his canine teeth. It broke off while they were tugging. OUCH!



We will check with the veterinarian tomorrow, but a chipped tooth wasn't going to result in Echo missing the weekly Monday night garbage walk. He didn't get spooked by any of the cans and he actually walked very well. He might even be starting to learn what HALT means - wishful thinking I am sure.