Still, Zephyr is my #1 guy. He's mostly my rock, my REAL dog--we still aren't completely certain Trooper is a dog--but Zephyr is all dog, all 60 lbs of him. Sleek, lean with a fabulous gate, even nearing 13 years old. He's a roguishly handsome older man.
Sometimes, Zephyr has bouts of what the vets like to call dogie Alzheimer moments--or maybe it was me who called it that. Basically, he gets anxious, a little confused, hyperventilates and paces. I've been putting him in his red fleece coat when this happens, a cheaper version of the Thunder Shirt. It works a bit, but walking always helps. So we took a big-dog only walk. We both needed it.
To my number one love--well, besides Shadow, but that's another story I couldn't handle any of this high falutin Trooper business without you.
d, xo
