We had to say Goodby to our beloved Sky this past summer. He was a very special dog and had more friends than Ken and I. There was no one that he didn't love. He was a kind, smart, bold and loving boy and is missed by all who knew him. It was a privilege to have had him as our companion for so short a time, but also the best of times with him.
Well, I have to share this with everyone. Today, 3/28/13, was Sky's day for a bath. We gave him one outside. I took him inside to start to dry him off. Later before lunch, I took him outside to brush him and let him dry and trim the fur on his feet. I need my reading glasses for the trim part. I did that for awhile and then put my glasses on a little table on our patio and Ken and I went to the front yard to do some yard clean up. We were out there for about two hours and then we went in for lunch. Sky too.
After lunch, I brushed Sky again (didn't use my glasses) and Ken and I did some more yard work in the front. When we finished the yard work and we started to clean up, I started looking for my reading glasses. They were no where to be found, either outside or inside. I need those puppies to see close, so I had to find them. Desperate times call for desperate methods. I went inside and got my regular glasses, took Sky outside and let him sniff them and told him "go find". I really didn't think it would work because they were different glasses. Ken went one way looking, I another and Sky went around the area we had been in and was sniffing all around. So I knew he was working. I went further away with my back to him, and Ken's back was also to him. All of a sudden Ken turned around and said, "What does Sky have in his mouth?" Sky was walking to me, and yes, he was bringing my reading glasses in his mouth. We have no idea where he found them, but find them he did. We are so proud of him. He our course, was proud of himself. (I wouldn't be surprised if he took them while we in the front yard and carried them somewhere) However, sniffing my other glasses, he knew what I wanted and found them. Yeah Sky.
Zoe and Sky and I having fun in the fall leaves. First Sky saves me, then he wants to be covered too and then he celebrates with the ole Sky "puppy rip". The command enough does stop him though. Good dog Sky.
Today was the big day. Ken got our dead fish and placed it in the pond. We then took Sky out and followed Peggy's suggestion as best we could. You can see on the video exactly what we did. We will know in a couple of days if it has solved the issue. Will let you know then. Today is Friday, and guess what, the excerise worked! Sky just gives the pond a quick "sniff" and goes on with his wanderings. Thanks, Peggy!
As you can see by the video, Sky loves to "feed the fish" and watch them swim around. At the end of late Fall, we took our fish and released them in a local pond to have a happy, free swimming life. Well, to our dissappointment, one fish was left in our pond and we didn't know it until Sky found it. The poor fish was frozen in the pond, trapped on top in the ice.
Sky and I went out one warmer day for some time outdoors, and he went over to the pond and sniffed and began pawing at the ice. I walked over, and saw the fish. I called Sky away from the pond because the next step would have been Sky on/in the pond. Ken removed the fish after we came in the house.
Well, now Sky makes a tour of sniffing the pond each time he goes outside. He seems to be looking for the fish. I don't know maybe he wants to eat it. But, if you knew Sky, it wouldn't seem like it was in character for him. Sky seems to be more concerned about helping small animals in stress than in eating them. He has helped a very, very new born bird that fell out of it's nest by finding it and bringing it to me without harming the bird. Twice he has pointed out chipmunks trapped in our stone wall by whinning and looking at the spot there were trapped. Who, knows, maybe he would have eaten them too?! I really don't think so though.
Sky was right there when our grandaughter and I put tadpoles and the gold fish in the pond this summer, and he always helped feed them. He has never gone into the pond to get the fish. We told Peggy about his behavior today, and she suggested that he is looking for the fish because there was no closure for him. So, we are going to go to a pet shop and see if we can purchase a dead fish put it into the pond and then have Sky go with Ken to get it out of the pond and dispose of it. Will let you know how it turns out.