One lucky dog
I've taken to walking our dogs twice a day. Remi, Mike's yellow lab, wears her harness and can pull so hard she agitates Mike's already problematic knee. Mike will sometimes join in a walk after work, though I'm even eager to go alone, happy for the movement of my body and the exercise of my relative freedom in outdoor spaces. Owondo has become so agile on three legs that my friend who saw him just before we moved back to Texas in July, a few weeks before the amputation, didn't even notice the difference when she visited us this weekend. He's still a high energy dog, and we've been teaching him "up" in an effort to make his fourth potential trick (after sit, down, and stay, of course) to stand on his hind legs and balance, like a biped. From our walks, I've noticed that Owondo has started to get a lot of attention from random people on the street. Of the two dogs, Remi used to be the star of the show, drawing in people's eye as an except...
