Hi, Jackson here. It’s been a while since I’ve written. Time passes so quickly when you’re a fast dog like me. Every day is a new adventure.
And, let me tell you, the other day was an adventure. Holy cow! First, both of my besties were gone and that freaked me out. I don’t like change. I like to get up, quick run outside to chase the squirrels out of the yard, eat then go for a long walk with my besties. But when something is different, I’m a nervous wreck (but still a tough guy!).
So both besties were gone then one came back. Sooo, where’s the other? This is not right. His mom was around, but he wasn’t. The whole day went by. And then, geez louise, here he comes with a scary hat on. Mom calls it a cone, but whatever you call it, it’s big and scary and Bridger doesn’t like it and no way man am I ever wearing something like that! He just bonks into everything. Plus he’s whining and kind of really weird. Mom keeps telling me that it’s okay, but it’s not okay. It’s way the opposite. What happened to Bridger???
He smells funny, too, and some of his hair is gone. I don’t like this one bit. And my bestie Quinn doesn’t either. She and I are stressing out. We don’t know whether to comfort Bridger or stay away. Does he hurt? I hope not. His mom is loving him up, but he is still wacko. Man, I want to know what’s going on.
Finally his mom takes his hat off. I want to go sniff him and sniff that area that’s as big as me with no hair – what happened to his hair? I’m no engineer, but it looks like a perfect square (I do know a bit of physics, though). I start to get closer to sniff when mom says “Jackson, just leave it.” So I stop, knowing that I’ll get a good sniff when she’s not looking.
Next morning, Bridger is more like himself, but we go for our walk without him. What’s up with that? He wanted to come. He had his hat on when we left. He looked so sad. But he was so happy when we got back. That made me happy, too. And when I’m happy, all is right with the world.
Man, no one can prepare a guy for seeing that – Bridger in a hat and no hair in a spot. That is very upsetting. I think my mom and Bridger’s mom were worried, too. He got a lot of attention and loving – and BACB treats, which is what Bridger likes most!
It’s been a few days now and my schedule is mostly back to normal. Bridger still doesn’t go on our walks, but mom said he soon will. Our walks aren’t the same without him because I like to pick on him, running at him and scaring him because he’s afraid of me (I’m 25 lbs and he is 80 lbs!). I hope he gets better soon so I can pick on him again. And I sure hope he doesn’t have to wear that stupid-looking hat much longer! If he only knew how it made him look!
Until next time; gotta run…
[Footnote: Bridger is okay. He had some minor surgery.]