Bernie has lived in Lake Tahoe and Sacramento, California; Stateline and Garndnerville, Nevada; and St. Paul, Minnesota. She has swam in Lake Tahoe, the Pacific Ocean, the Mississippi River, the Gulf of Mexico, Pleasant Lake (photo, June 07), and a host of other doggie watering holes up the coast of California, during our move from there to here. She's never at more peace than when swimming, drinking water all the way.
I found out Bernie loves water in the strangest way. One day, once again, Bernie had gotten out of the sights of Elizabeth and I. We called and called, no Bernie. Finally, we spotted her in a fountain pool on our rental property in Stateline: She was swirling around in circles, intaking water and spitting it into the air over and over, creating her own fountain! I'll touch on other Bernie + water stories in later posts, including why Bernie used to come home green, very green.
Last night was rough. She coughed (never does that) all night, and her gait is awful but improving somewhat. Amazingly, an x-ray taken Monday showed virtually no arthritis in her hips. However, the narrowing of her spinal column has plagued her moderately the past couple years. Nerves get pinched, and impulses to her hind legs are blocked. Her sensation today is poor, thus her hind legs aren't functioning properly. We did, however, go for a couple successful short walks today. Her coughing has ceased (I think she inhaled a piece of rice last night), so hopefully with a good night's rest for both of us tonight, tomorrow will be a better day. It pains me that our trip to the vet left her worse off, for the time being. All's well that ends well, though, so hopefully she'll be her fully functional self soon--like, tomorrow. Thanks for reading.
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