Sunday, October 5, 2014

On Vacation Again

We are back in Nantucket for a week in early October.

Originally we booked this trip back when I thought Crooky was about to die of spondylosis. He had fallen down the stairs for no reason and was showing difficulty manuevering his hind limbs, so I thought his disease had suddenly progressed to a very late stage and we might not have much more time with him. As it turned out, though, his lameness was not caused by the spondy but because he'd been infected with anaplasmosis, a tick-borne bacterial disease.

30 days of antibiotics later, Crooky was basically fine again, and the vacation we'd originally penciled in as Crookydog's Last Hurrah was just a random week off in October because hey why not.

And so we're back on the island.

This late in the season, there's not a lot of stuff available for foraging on our hikes. So far I've mostly only found small wild rose hips (not as big or sweet as the giant rugosa beach roses)

and cranberries. Lots and lots of cranberries.

There are so many cranberries that Crooky can find entire hillsides carpeted in cranberry plants like giant springy dog mattresses.

Alas, that's the only berry around for me this time. We missed the wild grapes (CURSES) and the blackberry, huckleberry, and blueberry bushes have been reduced to decorative foliage in striking shades of red and gold.

We discovered a new bench hidden on a hillside in the Middle Moors, where I made the dogs pose so I could take pictures from both sides:

and I got Pongu to stand on Altar Rock (very difficult as the top of the rock is cracked and uneven).

Mostly, though, they just run and run and run.

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