The cat dined al fresco. Sounds like a mystery novel to me! But here's where I set The Prisoner's meal, while the dogs were above on the deck, behind the fence. This was mid-morning. Carl wasn't about to let that cat back into the house, and the cat never has overcome his avoidance of Carl.
He and Ember have a mostly peaceful arrangement, but Carl is a bridge too far for The Prisoner.
Saturday morning started early, in the 3 a.m. hour. Carl was starting to crowd me out of my own bed. Yes, he slept with Grandma, while Ember kept to her normal schedule in her crate.
We were all up early enough to make "glow in the dark fetch" a reasonable game for the two pups. Except only one of them retrieves, even semi-reliably! Carl does not "get" that game. Just as Ember looks puzzled when Carl chases the squirrels.
Carl continued his bark-y ways, and it did not seem to matter to him that it was dark or early or that humans nearby might be wanting to sleep in. He barked at the cat, and he barked at the cheeky squirrel that kept flipping its tail at him from the safety of a tree on the other side of the fence.
Ember generously offered to share her "comfort carrot" with Carl.
The hu-mom spent most of the day refilling water bowls and manning the sliding door to the back yard. She didn't even try to get the dogs to eat their own food at breakfast, but she went to extremes to force them back onto their specific dietary content at supper time. Whew! That was a workout.
In the afternoon, the hypnotic spell of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds music on the TV had the doggos getting sleepy and dropping off... all three of us on the couch.
Such angels when they are sleeping.
Starting as early as it did, Saturday was a loooooong day, leading up to Carl being picked up around 7 p.m. Ember had one last out of the crate time for her "last call" at that point.
Sunday morning, Ember was one drowsy pup.
Hu-mom is trying to time it because it's Birthday lunch for the Mythical Son on Sunday. Ember will need to stay in her crate for mom to go do that human outing!
I haven't mentioned the kids' adventures one state over, but they did survive their trip. FGC did get to see his brother and sister, and they had play time both Friday and Saturday, but the overnight potential was interrupted and he ended up getting "rescued" by DS and DIL in the middle of the night, to spend the rest of it with them at the motel.
He had recovered by morning, thus the Saturday playtime. Son says they will likely take a week to recover from the schedule disruption. I'm thinking it was worth it, for what they learned in the process.
Life is good. Keep on Sparking!
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