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Life With Sharon, or, How Much Can a Dog Take?

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Aaah...At Last!

September 7th 2011 1:17 pm
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I had an itch attack on Sunday. I went crazy wild, biting, scratching, chewing - I was frantic from the itch and chewed hotspots on my legs. Mom couldn't catch or hold me as I ran and struggled to find relief. She only had one Predisone which she gave me, but it takes time to work and the ointment that usually helps didn't. So she got out the aloe and oatmeal shampoo and gave me a bath. I had to soak for 10 minutes while she massaged me and talked soothingly to me. I instantly felt better and by the time the bath was over the Prednisone was beginning to work. Mom couldn't call the vet until Tuesday because of Labor Day and then she found out she shouldn't have given me the Pred because I also take Rimadyl - not good for my stomach. So she went in and picked up some antihistamines instead, but so far I haven't had to use them - the aloe and oatmeal bath is still working. This time of year seems to be my itchiest time - must be something related to my allergies. Do any of you guys have trouble in late summer/fall with itch?



September 12th 2011 6:25 pm
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I may have mentioned that I have a problem with impulse control. I know what "Wait!" means, I just have a really hard time doing it. I also have pretty poor depth perception and NO FEAR. Today Mom opened the back of the van just to get something out, and, not wanting to be left behind, I tried to jump in. It was too high for me and I fell back and hit my head on the pavement. I hit so hard that Mom actually heard the crack. She had made a grab for me, but had her hands full of stuff and wasn't quick enough. I was a bit dazed for a few seconds but shook it off. Mom's afraid I might have a concussion so she's been watching me like a hawk. She gave me a Tramadol for my headache, and I'll probably have a big goose-egg. She told me, "Now I know how you got your broken jaw and missing teeth!"


A Real Adjustment

September 16th 2011 10:12 pm
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Today I went to the chiropractor. I didn't like it. At all. My mom keeps thinking up these ways to torture me. Because I'm a shih tzu (almost) I should hold my tail up over my back, but sometimes I don't. So Mom thought I might have a problem with my back. Ergo, the visit to the chiropractor. She poked and prodded and pressed and pinched every joint in my skeletal system. Sometimes it really hurt. There was a spot on my back that was very uncomfortable and I really protested when she worked on that area. I also didn't like it when she worked on my elbow joints where I have bone chips. She did say that she thought that I seemed to be a younger dog than Mom was told, so we both thought that was very good news. I have to go back for a follow-up in three weeks to see if there were any benefits to my adjustment. Then maybe I'll need to go back about twice a year. The vet also thought it would be a good idea for me to do my swim therapy again from time to time. Boy, I didn't know it was such hard work being a dog.


Three Barks for Chiropractors!

September 17th 2011 12:39 pm
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Time will tell, but after yesterday's adjustment, today I felt a lot better. We went for a walk - a REAL WALK, not "sniff-and-stroll" - for twice the distance as usual and I kept my tail up the whole time. Well, almost. It did sag just a little at the very end, but the improvement was pretty impressive. Mom is always super-happy when expensive treatments actually work.

Today I think she's going to leave me alone. I saw her putting peanut butter in the Kong toy and loading my kibble into my "shell game." Only problem is that I finish all my treats before she gets to the car. She has to get a little more creative to make the fun last longer.


Oh My Dogness!

September 20th 2011 12:48 am
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I'm a Diary Pick of the Day! Woo-hoo! Thanks, Dogster Dudes!I'm honored and humbled.



September 25th 2011 8:52 pm
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Life has been pretty boring lately. Ever since we got back from Paris, not much has been happening. All I do is lay around all day waiting for my next meal. As a result, I'm starting to put on the pounds again. I blame Mom for this. Before we went to Paris she was really putting me through regular workouts and now I'm barely getting a few short walks a week. Something's got to change or I'll be in my old, bad shape again. Maybe we need a new goal. Yawn. Think I'll take a nap...



September 29th 2011 6:40 pm
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Today I was stung by a yellowjacket - right in my own house! How he got there, I don't know, because we live in a third floor condo with screens on all the windows. Mom had her back turned and heard me scrabbling on the slick floor. When she turned around to see what was going on she saw me holding up my left front foot with a puzzled and distressed look on my face. I didn't even know what had happened, but she saw the yellowjacket crawling across the floor. She grabbed some paper towels and grabbed it and squeezed it to death and then grabbed me and called the vet. They said to give me antihistamines which she did and then she put a wad of white stuff (baking soda poultice, she said) on my paw pad. I didn't want her to do it and wiggled and complained, but it did help my paw feel better. My poor paw was trembling, it hurt so bad. I'm glad I'm not allergic to bee-stings, but it still hurt for a long time all the same.

Mom is thinking about adopting a sister for me. (Sorry, Teddy) She's at Old Dog Haven, where I came from and she's a shih tzu, too. She's 11 years old and mostly blind, but she can see shadowy shapes. Our condo is small, so she could probably learn her way around pretty fast. I might like her because she wouldn't be able to see my bunnies and steal them. She might also be kind of low key and not get into my business. If she couldn't go on long walks, that would be OK because I don't like to go on long walks either. I'm not sure how I would feel about sharing my stroller with her - we'd have to work that out. At least she'd be better than Rudy!


You CAN Teach an Old Dog New Tricks!

October 11th 2011 1:06 pm
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This posting was not my idea. I'm too modest to brag about my accomplishments, but Mom said I had to write it. She's teaching me tricks. Her idea is not so I can perform for an audience, but it's a bonding activity, she says. Like I could be bonded any more tightly than I already am. Anyhowl, I have learned to "turn around." It still needs a little finessing, but I do go around all the way... slowly. In a BIG circle. Mom calls it "going around the block." I'm starting to catch on that the treat will be waiting for me where I started from. Sometimes I forget and look for it on the way around my circle.

I'm also learning to "high five." This one was a little hard to catch onto. Mom showed me a couple of times how to do it, and then she showed me the treat and said "high five!" I wasn't exactly sure what to do so I had to sit and think about it for about a minute. Mom said she could see the wheels turning in my head. Finally, I figured out she was waiting for me to move my foot, so I lifted it a little way off the ground. OMD, she got so excited! She praised me and hugged me and patted me all over. Well, I thought, that must have been it! So the next time she said "high five," I was a little bit faster to respond (but not much. I still have to process it slowly). She told me how proud she was of me, and next time we're going to try for a little higher - apparently I'm doing more of a "low five."

Update on Maddie:

Maddie won't be coming to live with us after all. She came to meet us and I actually didn't find much to dislike about her. Mom thought she was very sweet, but she's really a special needs dog. Her dry eye was very severe and would require much care. Mom discovered she needed dental work very badly, she had not been treated for fleas and her ears were very dirty. She hadn't had any blood work done and she drank copious amounts of water. She really needed a lot of health care. Mom felt so bad that she couldn't keep her that she offered to pay for the dental. The foster parents took her right to a vet who estimated the cost to be about $900! Whoops! A little more than Mom had thought. So the foster parents went back to the shelter vets who told them they could apply to the Angel Fund for the cost of doing her dental. They agreed to pay it all, and we are all so happy that she's going to get the care she needs. They truly are Angels!


New Potty

October 16th 2011 1:19 pm
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Mom is ecstatic! And I'm pretty pleased, myself! She was tired of having a pee pad with wet spots on it right inside the door where it's the first thing anybody sees when they come in. Personally, I thought it was better than having random wet spots all over the condo, but she thought it was "unsightly." She looked at the trays at PetSmart that have fake grass in them, but thought that the area looked a little too small, and she wasn't sure I would use it after she spent $40 on it. One of my complaints about the pee pad on the floor is that it slips away from me and I end up doing the splits before I'm finished. One of Mom's complaints is that I track "wetness" onto the wood floor when I walk away. So Mom decided she would make something herself that would be cheaper, just in case I didn't take to it. She found a 2' X 2' plastic tray meant for rabbit droppings and 2 feet of artificial turf (which came in a nice beigey-brown color like the floor). Then she stacked several layers of pee pads in the tray (for convenience and easy removal) and put the artifical turf on top. When I pee, it goes through the porous top layer onto the pee pad below. The tray keeps the layers from moving around. When the pee pad is saturated, Mom removes it and throws it away and she can hose off the artificial turf in the shower when it needs it. It doesn't smell, it doesn't track, I like it because I can keep my footing, and Mom says it's much more attractive. WIN ALL AROUND! And it only cost half as much as the commercial one. Mom says she loves it when things work out as planned.


New Wheels!

November 6th 2011 6:51 pm
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I have a new ride! Mom bought me a trailer for her bike and now I get to go wherever she rides. It's just the right size and fits me perfectly. I didn't have any trouble getting used to it - as a matter of fact, as soon as she took it out of the box, I got right in. Before the wheels were even on. It's lower to the ground than my stroller, and, although I can see Mom, I'm behind her and she can't talk to me so easily, but I like going where she goes. Today we rode on a trail through the woods not far from our house. In order to get to the trail, though, we had to ride through a congested shopping area. Mom's still a little nervous on her bike, but it all went smoothly.

Tomorrow I have to go to the eye specialist. I'm not seeing very well out of my right eye. My vet didn't know if it was old age sclerosis or a cataract, so we're going to find out if something can be done about it. I still see well enough to play with my bunnies, though.

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