And When it Rains, it Pours…


Dogpaddling Through Life

Because just when you thought things could not possibly get any worse…

Bubba is not doing so well.

img_8192 Sleeping a lot is not uncommon, but the hiding is.

Lately he’s taken to sleeping in the bathroom closet. This morning after he ate breakfast, Bubba jumped from the sink to a shelf in the bathroom closet and napped on the towels. I had field work to complete today, so I left him there. He was in the same spot when I got home. He came out to cuddle and fuss at me for awhile. Now he’s asleep under the end table in the living room.

I haven’t rushed to the vet because he’s eating, drinking water, and peeing. He just had bloodwork done a month ago and all was OK. And besides, this could be a case of me being hyper-sensitive.

I confess another reason I’ve resisted making the call is…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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