"The wonderful thing about Tiggers, is Tiggers are wonderful things. Their tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs."
The Belgians went to see their chiropractor, Dr. Fred, on Wednesday. I’ve been taking them to him for about two years now.
Phoenix loves Dr. Fred. He sits quietly and lets him manipulate him from nose to tail. Phoenix rarely needs more than a minor tweaking, which confirms my suspicions he is indeed made out of rubber and springs. The way that crazy dog flings himself around in both work and play makes me wince. There is no way leaping off the bed sideways with a half-twist while flinging a ball over your head and rotating mid-air so you don’t land on the old sheltie, then crashing into the wall and surfing across the bedroom floor on a dog bed can be good for any part of your body.
Jamie thinks Dr. Fred is the Devil incarnate. Of course, he thinks that about any strange man who wants to put his hands on him. Stranger danger! After multiple visits I think he’s being a bit of a drama king but that’s typical Jamie. Jamie always gets his money’s worth out of a chiropractic visit. He is usually out of whack in his neck, lower back, hips and pelvis. This is most likely the result of having Rubber Dog bouncing off him all the time. In spite of it all, Dr. Fred says my big red dog is in excellent condition with no signs of arthritis/heat/swelling/soreness in any of his joints. This is great news, since he turns 10 next month.
Our weekend agenda is the Hawkeye Kennel Club trials in Iowa City, Graduate Novice both days and ring-rental matches both this afternoon and tomorrow. I'm looking forward to another fun weekend with dog friends AND being able to sleep in my own bed at night, no camping in the poultry barn this time. I'm still shopping for a new air mattress.
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