September 8, 2014
Maybe an odyssey. Maybe not.
Earlier today I went down to my cousin’s for a family reunion. I decided to leave Xerx at home as I would be bringing Nyla, his dog cousin, back with me. I was a little anxious about leaving Xerx for all day. He sometimes takes on projects I don’t authorize when I’m gone for too long. One project he has repeatedly tackled is the one where he moves the contents of the kitchen garbage bin to the entry hall where he arranges it on the new rugs. Since I remembered to lock the garbage cabinet door, I didn’t think that would be an issue, but it didn’t lessen my concern. To give Xerx the whole house for the whole day Is …well …like giving a fox the keys to the chicken coop.
Xerx is a 9 year old Alaskan Klee Kai. “Klee Kai” is Eskimo for “Little Dog”. He’s basically a small (house size) version of a Siberian Husky. The breed is not well known. When I called Pet Smart about getting his nails clipped, the woman I talked to had never heard of such a dog.
Upon arriving back home with Nyla, some 12 hours later, I decided to first check out the house before bringing Nyla in. I wanted to make sure I knew who did what.
Strangely, Xerx was not running in circles or dancing backwards with excitement to see me. He acted like he does when he knows he’s been bad.
I went to look around.
In the entry hall: A soup spoon, a fork, and a roll of Suran Wrap still in the box. I thought “What in the world?”
Then I noticed Xerx was walking with a limp.
to be continued…