Sunday, November 18, 2007

Never in My Wildest Dreams


I never imagined that I would be the kind of person to go out and buy doggie steps. Oh, to what depths have I fallen? Am I one of those? You know—the people who go ga-ga over their pets and start to accessorize their homes in doggie d├ęcor.

Our house has looked like an obstacle course since my dog Belle tore her ACL. As soon as you walk in the door you’re greeted with those round sunblocking thingies blocking the stairs to the second floor. You know what I mean, those things covered with fabric that go on a car’s windshield to keep the car cool while it’s parked in the sun.

If you gaze into the living room, there’s a dining room chair laying on the loveseat. Walk toward the family room, and a chair is turned on its side blocking the entry. We know she can jump up to get on a couch, it’s the jumping down that may do her more damage.

Anyway we’re getting tired of stepping over a chair to get to our family room. So the solution? Doggie steps. Little Belle has her own corner of the couch, complete with a handmade afghan. You wouldn’t believe the variety of doggie steps available on the market.

Of course you know what this mean—now we have to teach our old girl how to use doggie steps.

Oh, the adventure continues! Isn’t life grand?

(I'll let you know how it goes.)

2 comments:

Kay said...

Today I told my husband that next time I'm at the natural meat market in the Springs that I'm going to get our dog some of their dog stuff.
The same stuff that I thought was absolutely ridiculous before we got our girl.
Oh, the things we do for love.

Jan Parrish said...

Oh Megan! My mom just got rid of her doggie steps. If only we'd known.

Have you tried Arnica for her injury? It might help. The little pellets are safe for pets and cheaper than a vet. Poor little pooch.

I just spent an unheard of amount for my grand dogs Santa sweater.