Rough Night

Since it’s Saturday night, Jim’s home with me and Moonstruck is playing on the cable.

Meanwhile, sundowning Zush keeps walking around, as if she is trying to tell us,” How many times are you people watching this movie?” I have sung to her a bit and also rubbed her down with the lavender oil, but it seems as if she is having trouble getting tired, as it were. This is kind of weird, as I had her out for three walks today.

They are calling for chances of rain down here for the next four days, and I can’t help but wonder if, like her dear old mom, she feels the change in the barometric pressure. I like to read a page on the internet put out by an organization called Grey Muzzle. It deals with issues with older pups like the Zusher.

It is a daily experience with my girl. You learn there is no such thing as predictability in dementia, be it canine or human.

No matter what, she will always be my girl!