February 17th 2010 10:54 am
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Yesterday at me'z new vet hospital, my permanent broken incisor was extracted. The new vet packed in a dental consil inside my gums, and now me'z have two stitches.
My best friend came to pick me up after 4PM. I wanted to express my deepest love and happiness. I wiggled, jumped, wiggled, then kissed and jumped up again. She couldn't settle me down. I was explosive with excitement, literally - I couldn't contain myself - I peed on the floor.
She was really embarrassed ::woo-woo-woof::
As my reward, she took me to the local park.
I made a new fur-riend, a pretty 10 month old, Shepard/Collie mix. She was very shy. It was just the two of us getting to know each other for a while, then two hoomans and their rescue, a 2 year old German Shepard mix named Nina, came in.
My guardian was very proud and delighted
at my approach. My head was down and
I walked over to them. I smelled Nina, and then
I lifted my leg so she could smell under my belly.
The couple pet my head. Then I walked back to
More hoomans and their dogs/puppies walked in. So my guardian watched very closely. I met two Labs, a Min Pin, a blind Maltese, a 5 month old male red nose pit, and an Old English Sheepdog. It was a very nice time! Everyone played nicely except the 5 month old red nose pit who was trying to mount every dog. He was neutered, which was funny! Thank woofness he didn't try to mount me.
I'm taking 1/2 a tablet of chewable Rimadyl twice a day. I'm a little restless. My best friend massages me and keeps giving me extra hugs and smooches. I sense she is feeling a little down because my mouth is sore. I'm eating ice chips and my guardian continues to hand feed me softened kibble. -All and all, I'm still the same'o me!
February 13th 2010 2:05 pm
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I woke up really early this morning.
I had my kibble breakfast and was ready
to go back to bed. My guardian surprised
me by taking me to a new vet hospital.
She wanted a second opinion on
the pulp exposure on me'z broken incisor.
My previous vet clinic did an ultrasonic dental scaling, but no tooth extraction
as scheduled. This confused my guardian. She made an appointment this past Thursday to have my tooth pulled, but all they did was cleanedz all my teethz. And sooo to make a long story short, my guardian wanted to talk to a different veterinarian. She was concerned about me'z developing pulp-pull-plump-pulpitis in the future. So, I have an official tooth extraction with my new vet this Tuesday.
So we'z walked into this new hospital place,
and boy-o-boy there went my happy tail!
My ears and head lowered. My nose went to work.
My guardian gave me'z commands and treats
to focus my attention on her.
There was a bassett hound with his hooman
family. He was waiting for nail grooming.
From afar, I sniffed him. He smelled, o-kay.
Then, my guardian gave me another surprise!
-A trip to the local and only dog park in El Paso.
It has been over 2 months.
I met a 4 month old white German Shepard mix Bella,
- 7 month old Shepard mix named Harley,
- 3 month old chocolate Lab named Bailey,
- reintroduced myself to 1 year old St. Bernard named Nana
and Senior Shepard mix, who had a muzzle on, Chloe.
My guardian took out 2 air kong squeaker tennis balls and threw them in a distance. Harley and I ran after them. Harley and I are the same age, but she was very possessive of my toy, and there were 2!!! She snarled and snapped at me! She left a long scratch on my pink skin white muzzle. Ouchiez! I walked away from her. I looked up for my guardian. Oh! One timez, she even stolez Bailey's squeaky bone. Harley's owner had to grab it from Harley's mouth and give it back to Bailey. Ever since she scratched me'z, I stayedz by my guardian, and looked up at her for reassurance.
Very tired from running and playing with all the poochie girls.
I had a very fun day. My guardian washed my paws.
Now, time for nappies. ::::yawn::::
February 9th 2010 6:50 pm
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This evening, my guardian received a paw-mail from HQ.
It saidz that me'z and my family getzz a Dogster Valentine's gift.
Woof! Woof! ::spin:: ::play bow:: Woof! Woof!
THANK YOU HQ for the thoughtful gift!
Wags and kisses,
Halo and Rachel
January 28th 2010 4:47 pm
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Uh oooh! I have a cough.
Last night I wretched clear, foamy yucky stuff.
Even with itchy throat, me'z still the same'o pittie!
I woof to play, and me'z appetite is still the same too.
Concerned that I may have the dreaded KC,
my guardian said we should go to the vet clinic
before lunch. Well, I let her drive this time. Woof, woof.
Once we were at the clinic, we waited in the hooman-doggie
area. Me'z never seen a CAT before. It was in a 2-tier crate.
Me'z took one sniff and I barked, barked, and barked at
the little critter.
Anywoof, the vet tech who examined me said
just like any other kid, who plays outside during the winter,
me'z was bound to catch a bug. ::scratching head::
Unfortunatwoofly, that means no fetch or frizbee
fun at the baseball field for a week or more!
Ima miss fetch at the baseball field.
On the brighter side, the vet tech said I do not
have the dreadful KC. HAPPY TAIL!!!
To help me feel a little better, the vet tech gave me a shot
of antibiotics in the tooshie. She also sent me'z home with
delta albaplex. Me'z need to take a nap - so tired from my trip to the vet.
My guardian is giving me extra TLC. Plus, she bought me'z
new pawsome doggie treats - Old Mother Hubbard p-nuttier treats, nom nomz!
January 24th 2010 5:18 pm
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...is me'z favorite game!
Whether it's play time indoors or out at the baseball field, I woof to fetch!
MmmMmm the park has so many smells, and the grass makes me spring like a rabbit!
Me'z learned to retrieve my air kong squeaker at 5 months old. My guardian claps her hands, jumps up and down with joy whenever I bring the tennis ball back to her. She's a strange hooman.
When it's rainy & cold outside, we'z have to stay indoors.
Me'z take my green racquetball out from my toy basket and takez it to my guardian. She likes to toss it around the house and make it bounce all over the place; which makes my fuzzy little head spin. I cause quite a riot chasing it and knocking down the wall hangings and baby gate, woof! woof!