Another new week, and a new month, but looks like another lackluster day. Even Rusty, who's living with us at this moment, isn't feeling too upbeat. For some reason, he is rejecting his breakfast today. Thinking that he must be bored with same old boiled pork, I tried to entice him with his favourite Caesar dog treat. That didn't work too. I hope he's not sick.
He was very active and inquisitive when I walked him this morning. In my attempt to accomplish as many errands as I could, I brought him with me to the bank to drop off a cheque. Knowing how banks frown on pets, I carried him in my arms, dashed in, dropped cheque into the deposit box and dashed out before anyone could stop me.
Then we walked to the newspaper vendor to get the papers and a loaf of bread followed by the Chinese medical shop to get some plasters for YK who cut his fingers yesterday. Pets are not welcome in our shops here, so I stood at the entrance, holding onto the leash while Rusty wandered around the walkway, sniffing at the toilet rolls on display. I was praying he would not pee on them to mark his territory.
Finally, I had to get a jar of peanut butter for SK. This time I had no choice but to carry him in my arms and walk into the store. I found it and left quickly.
Along the way home, Rusty stopped every 2 seconds to pee, smell other dog's pee, snarl at the cat, sniff at the ant nest, kick up sand or get distracted....any tactic he could think of to delay getting back home. He's a little hunter afterall, not meant to be cooped up at home all day.
Funny when he got home, he immediately became lethargic and sleepy. I hope he's just bored.