Friday, August 13, 2010
Oh the stairs. We may not think a thing about them, but for blind dogs, they're a challenge. Some days? No big deal.
Up, step. Up, step. Up, step.
Other days, they cause a pause. A sit down for a moment. To really listen and determine where things are.
Sometimes I get anxious and call out the promise of a treat. This magic word, treat, causes her ears to perk and the cutest-of-cute tilt of the head.
But not even the promise of a treat this morning could get her to give a go to those stairs. Patience, patience. And that's okay. Sometimes you just have to let go and let someone else pick you up and carry you down. And that's just what I did.
Oh Wink. Love that dog.