October 16, 2003

Gusty Dusty

10:30 a.m.
The gusty winds have finally died down. Last night, as we walked to the Small Dog Park, I wasn't so sure that my dog wouldn't just blow away. She hates even small amounts of wind, so the big gusts were especially annoying to her.

She was cranky all day too. On two separate occasions, I caught her chewing on her blue blanket. In the park, she was eating stuff off the ground. I'm not sure what's up with oral fixation, though I'm wondering if it has something to do with her nylabone. I left it at work over the weekend and she doesn't seem to want to chew on anything else.

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