Of the many things that happened over the weekend, one of the most concerning was that Darcy slid down the stairs after being called up them the second time she'd gone to explore the basement. Catboxes drew her, I imagine, as well as the fact that Albus goes down there to clean up the canned cat food after the cats come upstairs. In any case, Dar's legs gave out, and I had to bring her out the basement entrance and around the house to get her back on the main level.
She's all right, but obviously, she can't be left alone with the stairs. To protect her, we've moved the loveseat in front of them. It's not ideal, but until we find a gate, it's what we're doing. And it's keeping Albus off the stairs, which is a good idea as his joint issues make them dicey for him, as well.
The cats weren't initially pleased by the change, but now, they love camping out on the loveseat and daring the dogs to try and pass it without catching a (mostly playful) paw. *snorts*
In a "shocking" turn of events, Albus and Darcy enjoy toasted bagels with butter. ;P
And now it's naptime.
Well, now I know why Dar's been trying to snuffle that particular spot in the woods—she just found the remains of a coyote. I think that also explains why our neighbors' big dogs have been slipping out of their yard so often of late (and why Dar refused to eat breakfast this morning).
Even I couldn't fail to smell the carcass this afternoon; it was rank! Darcy looked so pleased with me for stopping to examine it, as if I'd finally shown her I wasn't entirely devoid of basic survival skills. ;P She was grumpy that I wouldn't allow her any nibbles, but she'll get over that eventually. She did accept part of my lunch before eating some crunchy food, so that's good.
And now I'm taking the shovel out to bury the coyote before it proves too much temptation for any other neighborhood dogs—for that reason, and also because after today, I never want to experience that particular scent again!
I hope your day is going well!