We started with a greakbreakfast at Frank's Diner in Kenosha. I went with a full garbage plate with two cheeses and two meats. I'm not sure I can finish off the challenge one with 5 veggies, 5 meats, and 5 cheeses, but I might be willing to give it s hot in September...and their cinnamon swirl French toast is wonderful too. then again, how can anyone mess up cinnamon swirl Frnech toast!
We drove up to Watertown, WI. which is a little bit northeast of Madison. It's one of those farming areas where the roads are identified by letter. Country Road KY, for instance. With a couple of exits closed for repair, we took plenty of detours. It was kind of funny that the GPS didn't recognize where we were since it wasn't a digitzed road.
We pulled up at this farmhouse. Basically, it's now a grandfather and grandson who raise these cocker spaniels and poodles. Maggie and her friend Minnie, both cockers, met us at the door, jumping all over us. Maggie is black, with a white chest. Mostly ebony, with a touch of ivory. About 25 or 30 pounds. After sitting with the family for about a half hour, we began the three hour drive home. I sat in back with her. We knew she would be pretty nervous and scared. She is six years old and has had three litters of puppies. She is used to being around a lot of other dogs. I don't even know if she had been inside a car before. How could she know what was going on?
We stopped at Pet Smart, where we picked up a black tag, blue leash, a collar, a car carrier that turned out to be too small, and some flea and tick medication. Hogan has had Lyme disease, we didn't want Maggie going through it too. We didn't get home till around 5 pm and at that point, I was ready to fall asleep. Maggie, not so much. She is supposedly a picky eater. Seems that way as she didn't care of the bag of apple crisps I got her. She barely ate at all that first day. She barely made a sounds until the thunder clapped hard outside. And she wouldn't even go to the bathroom for 18 hours. But the next morning, when we got some organic canned food and mixed it with her Fromm's, she gobbled it all up within a couple of minutes!
We're still getting to know her and she's still getting to know us. I'm sure it will take some time to get the communication down. Right now, the most important thing for me is knowing she has a new home and she will be loved here. She will be alone more, we can't do anything about that. I think that might be the hardest part for her. But we just hope the adjustment from the farm in rural Wisconsin to the townhouse in suburban Chicago isn't too hard on her.
Nice to have a sister.
We drove up to Watertown, WI. which is a little bit northeast of Madison. It's one of those farming areas where the roads are identified by letter. Country Road KY, for instance. With a couple of exits closed for repair, we took plenty of detours. It was kind of funny that the GPS didn't recognize where we were since it wasn't a digitzed road.
We pulled up at this farmhouse. Basically, it's now a grandfather and grandson who raise these cocker spaniels and poodles. Maggie and her friend Minnie, both cockers, met us at the door, jumping all over us. Maggie is black, with a white chest. Mostly ebony, with a touch of ivory. About 25 or 30 pounds. After sitting with the family for about a half hour, we began the three hour drive home. I sat in back with her. We knew she would be pretty nervous and scared. She is six years old and has had three litters of puppies. She is used to being around a lot of other dogs. I don't even know if she had been inside a car before. How could she know what was going on?
We stopped at Pet Smart, where we picked up a black tag, blue leash, a collar, a car carrier that turned out to be too small, and some flea and tick medication. Hogan has had Lyme disease, we didn't want Maggie going through it too. We didn't get home till around 5 pm and at that point, I was ready to fall asleep. Maggie, not so much. She is supposedly a picky eater. Seems that way as she didn't care of the bag of apple crisps I got her. She barely ate at all that first day. She barely made a sounds until the thunder clapped hard outside. And she wouldn't even go to the bathroom for 18 hours. But the next morning, when we got some organic canned food and mixed it with her Fromm's, she gobbled it all up within a couple of minutes!
We're still getting to know her and she's still getting to know us. I'm sure it will take some time to get the communication down. Right now, the most important thing for me is knowing she has a new home and she will be loved here. She will be alone more, we can't do anything about that. I think that might be the hardest part for her. But we just hope the adjustment from the farm in rural Wisconsin to the townhouse in suburban Chicago isn't too hard on her.
Nice to have a sister.
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