I let Sue and Dylan free range in my jungle of a garden when I'm home from work. Sue is poorly and Dylan is elderly with arthritis and they are usually both really good at staying visible and not going under the shrubs or into the thick brambles.
I went to put Sue to bed. No problem, easy to see and pick up. Went to look for Dylan. No sign. It was getting dark and Dylan is now grey so I started to panic. Asked Pippa (cat) to help me but she was more interested in hunting. I eventually found Dylan right at the back of thick trees and brambles. He never goes to that part of the garden usually! There was no way I could reach him. I begged and pleaded with him but he wouldn't move and when I tried to crawl underneath he ran away. For an elderly bun he can move when he wants to.
In the end I gave up and came indoors covered in scratches and with a rash on both arms where the pine had triggered an allergic reaction. I kept worrying about Dylan being eaten by a fox and was contemplating sleeping outside. Went out again and found him but again he ran away. I got a stick to push the brambles down at one end and he popped out the other and I managed to grab him and smothered him in kisses.
He is now tucked up with Sue none the worst for his adventure and I am trying to find something to put on my arms which are itching and driving me mad. I will have to put him in a run in future - no more free ranging for him
He is usually so good, I think the increased metacam has made him feel more active, which is lovely to see.
I went to put Sue to bed. No problem, easy to see and pick up. Went to look for Dylan. No sign. It was getting dark and Dylan is now grey so I started to panic. Asked Pippa (cat) to help me but she was more interested in hunting. I eventually found Dylan right at the back of thick trees and brambles. He never goes to that part of the garden usually! There was no way I could reach him. I begged and pleaded with him but he wouldn't move and when I tried to crawl underneath he ran away. For an elderly bun he can move when he wants to.
In the end I gave up and came indoors covered in scratches and with a rash on both arms where the pine had triggered an allergic reaction. I kept worrying about Dylan being eaten by a fox and was contemplating sleeping outside. Went out again and found him but again he ran away. I got a stick to push the brambles down at one end and he popped out the other and I managed to grab him and smothered him in kisses.
He is now tucked up with Sue none the worst for his adventure and I am trying to find something to put on my arms which are itching and driving me mad. I will have to put him in a run in future - no more free ranging for him
He is usually so good, I think the increased metacam has made him feel more active, which is lovely to see.