This is Kaya; she is part Border Collie and part Dachshund. Kaya is a low-rider; she has short legs and a long body. She is one of the smartest dogs I’ve ever known. When I was caring for my grand daughter who was born 6-8 weeks early…Kaya would wake me up in the middle of the night when she heard the baby wrestling and making noises signaling the time for the next feeding.
Two nights ago, I let Kaya out in the middle of the night in our semi-rural backyard for a bathroom break when she was promptly sprayed by a skunk. At 3 am, I was showering her down washing her with hydrogen peroxide, baking soda, soap, and water. The smell was deliriously awful. Kaya was so traumatized from having her nose and eyes blasted by a skunk, she didn’t want to eat the next day. After the loss of Soma…Kaya’s other pup friend who died in December, my mind tells me, “No more dogs! Kaya will be fine,” but my heart tells me, “Maybe it would be nice for Kaya to have another playmate.” This is what I’ve been thinking about lately.
I’ll let you know what happens.