As I was being taken for my walk this morning, (might as well be honest about who is getting walked) Duke spotted a squirrel. Said squirrel then dashed into the street only to discover his incredibly bad timing. Duke initially ran after the animal but seeing the lifeless form lost interest. Duke has no fear of cars, other than the initial fear of mine, so I can only hope he will remember this. If I let him loose on the street he would be killed walking up to a car trying to make a new friend.
On our trip to Starbuck's today, he did his best to sound pathetic to get attention while I was inside. He was successful though a friend suggested he was a wimp. Maybe so but he got what he wanted: attention.
The sulphur treatment did a good job stopping his itching. It may be time to repeat the application.
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