Ziggy wants to be by my side. He used to always be by my husband's side. He objects if I put curlers in my hair because he thinks this means I will be leaving the house. He has studied me and doesn't like those curlers. Come to think of it, my late husband didn't like me in curlers either.
Ziggy sleeps with me in a twin bed whereas he used to sleep with hubby and I in a king-sized bed before the hospital bed came into the bedroom.
Ziggy needs a little variety in his doggy life, I thought. He has been outside in the fenced backyard for years while I took care of my husband. He has yet to go on a walk with me. He doesn't own a harness and a leash to walk me with. It seems to me that dogs walk their owners.
So I needed to get out of the house. We went to Pet Smart and for the first time Ziggy got to go in a store. He peed there by a shelf and I pointed this out to an employee.
His vocabulary includes the C A T word. and we went to look at the kitties and cats at Pet Smart. No match. As a matter of fact if you say "cat", Ziggy will want to go out to the backyard and chase that cat.
From an excellent selection at Plant City's Pet Smart, I bought us two items--the harness and the leash.
He took very well to the harness and the leash and we walked around a small retention pond on the concrete path. There was another dog there walking its owner and Ziggy realized this is just what happens. We passed some ducks and he left them alone. He trudged on until we found my car.
Widows have to forge a new life also to deal with the reality of no longer being a couple. Meanwhile Ziggy is snoring on the floor by me. So glad I have Ziggy and I guess that is why I am spoiling him now. Ziggy is part of my therapy.