A couple weeks ago, Jasper’s ears started becoming a little more erect. His right ear was the first to stand up, although the tip bent backwards. His left ear was a little slower. I was wondering if it was ever going to stand up, or if it would always flop forward like a puppy. I know I went through the same thing with Plato when he was that age, and he made it through that “awkward ear stage” just fine. A few days ago, Jasper’s left ear finally decided to stay up. But his right ear hasn’t changed. I am now wondering if it will be permanently bent backwards. I’m hoping he’s just at that awkward stage.The picture above I took of Jasper today. The picture to the left is of Plato when he was about the same age or probably a little older. Sometimes Jasper looks nothing like Plato, but the picture above reminded me of him so much. Little mannerisms, like when he does the spastic paws in the air thing is so Plato. Different personalities, though. Jasper is incredibly well-behaved around people, only barks when he is playing with other pets. I don’t remember Plato being as spastic, though. Was he? Or am I just getting old?
Plato regained his appetite and is now eating canned dog food. It’s sort of limbo land. I seriously did not expect him to get his appetite back. A couple weeks ago, I thought he’d be gone by now. He has the worse time getting up and sitting down, however is walking…slow, but walking, even faster than a couple weeks ago.
I have no idea what is going on. It’s sort of like LOST…he was supposed to die in a plane crash, but he’s still on an island trying to survive. Weird metaphor, but closest I can describe. Maybe he just needs to let go, but he’s so clingy.
There has been no time for a life while running Plato’s Nursing Home. Stan had a few days off that he’d requested months ago to get work done in the garden and on the house. Ha! Most all time was spent doting on Plato and making life better for him. Shopping for pajamas at Target may not seem related to Plato, but it is, considering I never wear pajamas. We’re taking turns staying with him at night in the living room, and running him outside in the middle of the night. Which means I have to be clothed somewhat to at least stand at the backdoor while I wait for Plato. I wouldn’t be able to do that in my normal nighttime attire.
When we go grocery shopping we take him with us. He loves car rides and is the best behaved when we he is a passenger in motion.
I just got interrupted with a phone call and have lost my train of thought. It derails a lot lately.