You may remember our post about deaf Tyler's boat from last month, where I described how Tyler would only eat in this crate we called his "boat." This was the photo we used in the post.
Well, somewhere along the way since then the boat fell out of favor. Tyler became very fussy about where we put his dish, and he would no longer enter the boat to eat. Perplexed, we couldn't seem to find just the right spot that met his needs (whatever they were!). Then Mariah found "the spot" ... on the floor, just a few feet from Tyler's boat. Not just anywhere, mind you, but in an area about 18 inches square.
This must be a mystical experience for Tyler, because last night he stopped eating in the middle of his dinner, circled around Widget's House for a bit, then sat down to stare at the bowl. We were still finishing up all the health exams and vaccinations with our vet Brenda Culver, and I had started feeding the dogs in the meantime. (The dog hair on the floor is from 20 dogs being checked over!)
That's when we noticed Tyler seemed to be meditating while fixated on "the spot." He stayed like this for what must have been 10 minutes or so, staring at the bowl. A couple of times he would get up, walk around a little, then come back to sit down and resume meditating.
So now we're starting a count-down to see how long "the spot" lasts as his favorite dining location. After that, who knows what's next?
(Click on photo for larger image.)
Tyler may be in practice to become a Monk. You may need to contact His Holiness the Dali Lami, to see if you should change Tyler over to a vegetarian diet. That may be part of the problem. Who knows what lurks within? Meanwhile at my house, my greyhound has been doing some interior decorating. I don't think he has any feeling in the end of his tail. The man came yesterday to work on my phone. Tobias got so excited, he was banging his tail into the walls & before I realized what happened, it started bleeding. He was upstairs & downstairs before I realized that it was bleeding. Now, just imagine a tail about 32-36" high, wagging furriously, throwing blood all over the place! It looks like a crime scene inside this place. It's on the doors, blinds, tile & carpets, paperwork, mirrors, etc. Joy. I wouldn't trade him for the world.
Hugs to all,
ginger & Tobias
Posted by: ginger & Tobias (the greythound) | August 10, 2006 at 01:28 AM
Interesting, weird and funny!
Keep us posted as to where the next favorite dining or zen spot is. :-)
Posted by: Leilani | August 09, 2006 at 04:06 PM