We are happy to welcome our old friend Chippie for a two-and-a-half week stay here at Chez Zielske. While her family are off to decidedly far more tropical locale than here in sub-zero St. Paul, Minnesota, we are charged with her care and upkeep.
For you long-time blog readers, you all know Chippie well (you can read lots more about her by clicking here.) Chippie is my neighbor's dog who we took in for 6 months back in 2007 while they were out of the country.
Things have definitely changed with this old girl, even since her last stay. She spends most of her time sleeping, curled up on a big cushy dog bed, with not a care in the world. She doesn't hear very well. I know this because I can vacuum within a few feet of her dog bed and she doesn't even stir.
She no longer does stairs, so her long cozy nights sleeping in Aidan's room are now just a sweet memory, and I no longer have an office buddy at my feet. It's tricky enough for her to handle the stairs leading from our back door to our yard.
The yard is tricky too. It's covered with a foot of hard, icy snow. When she arrived last week, I had the kids go out and tromp down a section so she would have a place to go when nature calls. We call it Chippie's Poop Pad.
I know she's not my dog, and maybe making a scrapbook page about pets you don't own is goofy, but I look at it like this: I love this dog. We don't take it lightly when our friends ask us to take over the care, feeding and love of their pets while they're away. It's a very big deal.
I'm not sure how many more visits Chip will be making to our house, but rest assured, while she's here, we'll make sure she's warm, fed and above all, loved.