So the noise she made this morning we are used to. It's the fact that she can't get herself to climb the three little steps up to the deck to get in the house that's a concern. The fact that she has a hard time now even rising up to walk after hours of lying in the house makes us sad. I help get up, but she majorly favors that passenger-side rear leg, and it takes her longer and longer to begin to move around.
She's the most beautiful dog with the sweetest temperament. Being Malamute, she loves people - all people - and will be your friend no matter your sin. We've taken her almost everywhere we've gone; she sits in the truck just like a person, not dangerously in the bed of a pickup, like other dogs ride.
And she doesn't stick her head out of the window and allow her tongue to flap all willy-nilly in the breeze while salivating on every windshield that passes, like other dogs do. She sits in the seat and pants and looks at the scenery (especially if there's people around) and enjoys the trip as much as her people do.
Recently though, the trips have been rare. To the vet for shots, to the groomer for a makeover. We last took her camping in 2010, to the Big Lake, Sleeping Bear Dunes, and several State Parks. We traveled that year in our P.T. Cruiser because it's low to the ground and easy for her to get in and out of.
|Leeland MI, August 2010, with Sierra the Malamte|
|Sierra the Wonderdog|