You Stop You Die!
At Harmony Farm Kennel & Lamb, just a short drive from Kamloops, BC we provide custom individual care, attention and exercise to ALL dogs, including many elderly canine family members. At least they'd like you to think they are old and tired!...
Gerry came in early this morning after hiking with an elderly little dog, saying, “You stop you just die, that's all there is to it!” He was a little unnerved as he blurted it out and then went off quietly to pour a cup of tea. I asked what was up and he proceeded to describe how this little terrier is 'coming back to life' as he put it. 'Gordy', is a very old, motley little thick bodied terrier that came in for a 2 month stay while his owners are on an extended vacation. After the first night about a week ago we were thinking that he was actually really 'old' . He carried the classic 'old, ancient' smell about him, coat was dull and he carried his head low to the ground, tail dragged, as he v.e.r.y. s.l.o.w.l.y and methodically meandered here and there as if in slow motion walkabout 'pee/poop and go back to bed' mode. Our heart sank for his weary little soul. The owner said he would be fine to just stay to himself and have his own yard, “no need to walk him”, he said, “he likes his solitude.” Well, after observing him 'like his own solitude' for one day, Gerry up and said, “this little guy needs out! He needs to move and get interested in life and feel his body again – he isn't dead yet!” “And, Gerry added, “then maybe he'll WANT to move instead of feeling so downtrodden, so bored and soooo 'old'!” He was on a mission for old Gordy. Well, it wasn't 3 days later and I had some extra time in between hikes to take old Gordy for a walkabout. Gosh, I could barely recognize it was the same dog! He proudly trotted beside me, with his head up! He was interested in his surroundings, he sniffed and by dog he had a little wiggle to his trot with his tail up! Afterwards, I went to Gerry and gave him a big unexpected hug. “What is that for?” he asked. “That's for Gordy” I said, “If he could jump up and hug you I know he would – he's back to life that little fossil!” Gerry just smiled and said quietly, “ Patricia, when you stop moving you start dying.” “Hee, hee,” I added with a chuckle, “his owner will think we've switched a new dog for his 'old' Gordy!” And so it was. Months later when his owners came for their old dog, I let him out to greet them. “Wow, I can't remember the last time he ran like that – I can't believe it - what have you done with Gordy?!” They asked, smiling ear to ear, making all kinds of fuss, loving on their dog. “We got him moving again... Gerry said, “when you stop you moving you start dying...happily, Gordy is back in the living!”
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