Now here’s a trio you don’t hear much about, but they are real fixtures at Widget’s House, our main dog building. That’s blind Patti on the left and her two boyfriends, blind Levi in the center and blind Cedar on the right. Both Patti and Levi were blinded by abuse, while Cedar went blind from progressive retinal atrophy. Cedar has a pair of world-class ears that normally stand straight up, but when he realized I was taking his photo, he dropped his ears. I took dozens of photos, and in every one he was pulling his ears down. I don’t know why. Some things only they understand.
Patti is a big love of a dog who adores people but not other female dogs, so she’s in a dog paddock with Levi and Cedar. She’s been with them for years, and they really are her boys. When we let her out in the morning, she stands at the back door, waiting for Levi and Cedar to come out. When we open the door and let Levi out, she races up to him growling like she’s going to tear him apart … and then goes happily bounding after him as he scampers off into the yard. Then she sprints back to the door to be ready to greet Cedar in the same ‘ferocious’ way. It’s her little morning tough girl ritual. The three of them are inseparable, and spend all day roughhousing and playing with each other.
Individually, each of them has a lot of energy, and together they could run a small power plant if only we could figure out how to harness their collective energy. Just trying to get them to sit still in one spot, long enough to get some photos taken, was a real undertaking. They get very excited when it’s time to come back inside, and each one wants to burst through the door to get in first. It’s like a bunch of school kids at the playground: "Me first! Me first!" So the challenge for us is to make them sit and stay and wait their turn, then come inside in a quiet and orderly manner, one by one. That’s the theory, anyway.
Rolling Dog Farm Blog 
Leave a comment