2:30 a.m. ALERT

 



 

I have a horrible sleep pattern ( more about that soon - a CPAP machine is in my future) so I sleep in a recliner.


At 2:30 a.m. this morning (Sunday)  Mr. Z plonked himself down alongside the recliner  -  a signal (I thought)  that he wanted some TLC.  He got it.  

It was not enough.  As I tried to rest again he stood at the end of the recliner.  He was trying to tell me something.

I heard him.   I jumped to my feet, put on shoes, and with Z raced across the street to a grassy area.

Oh my!  Zion had been telling me that he had diarrhea (in a big way!)

I had two more night time alerts.  

Honest to goodness.  My dear Z is so smart.  Thanks to his alerts the big messes were outside.  GOOD BOY EH?

I am grateful for his smartitude!

He is being re-introduced to his regular diet with chicken and rice which by lore is the cure.

THOSE WHO HAVE MET MR.Z WILL AGREE THAT HE IS AN EXCEPTIONAL COOL DUDE!




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