“You want to go for a walk?”
Pip’s ears jumped up; and she immediately ran into the cabinets.
Yes, I was offering a blind dog a chance to take a walk.
Pip made her way over to the front door (she is not totally blind, but her cataracts have made her mostly without sight. My guess is that she can see light and dark objects).
I put on her harness and hooked up her leash. I would be her seeing-eye person.
She zoomed out the door and up the hill. She then veered into the grass between our driveway and yard. I tugged on her leash to keep her from hitting a landscaping light as she turned toward the road. She walked left down the street and then stopped. She then walked right. And then went back left. Finally I said, “You want to go to the gate?” She started trotting down the road — until she veered off into the ditch.
Let’s just say I won’t allow her to drive the car.
Our neighbor was walking his King Charles spaniel and normally Pip would bark her head off at the pup. She kept walking past.
Maybe there is a silver lining to this.
We continued down the road as Pip left her Pee-mail for the trip back. I assume it is her version of bread crumbs. Or she was just trying to tell the other dogs she is still Queen of the land.
Then we saw it. The huge (and beautiful) Rottweiler who walks by our house every day with her human. Now Pip, who thinks she is the biggest, baddest dog on the planet, has tried to eat the poor, very well behaved Rottweiler before.
But not this time.
She walked within four feet of it and was oblivious to the other dog’s presence. Then she decided to turn around and followed along behind the Rottweiler About 25 yards down the street, she caught the scent of the other dog and started growling. But even then, it was like her search radar knew there was an object out there but couldn’t lock on.
We finally made it back home and I picked her up to carry her for the final 25 yards. I am glad she is a terrier and not a Rottweiler.