November 20th 2012 11:12 am
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Hey Everyone! Just wanted to share some of my adventures that I got to have with my family over the last almost two weeks. They started packing about a week before we left...I couldn't WAIT to see where we were going. I basically hopped into the back of the car and just waited every time I could. FINALLY it was Thursday morning...EARLY Thursday morning. Rogey and I loaded up and off we went, camper in tow behind us - we KNEW this was going to be COOL!
We drove for, like, EVER - and finally got to our special campsite on the Trinity River outside Weaverville, CA. I think I might remember it a little bit, but that might just be from looking at pictures from the last time I was there when I just a baby. I could hear the river, smell the bears, the deer, the other animal that pooped on the flat rocks (not quite sure what that was), and some super smelly rotting salmon down by the river. I told Rogey that he should really leave that putrid stuff alone...but of course he brought home a salmon head later that day. Mom got really freaked out, I wasn't sure why (more on that later). So, when I ran across some salmon myself, I didn't eat it...I just rolled in it. A lot. It was neat and smashy and super stinky! Really good for sneaking around since no one could smell me. Well, Dad and the kids RAN AWAY from me when I went to show them my good fortune - we had a fun game of chase. Then mom rubbed soap all over me and the I got to play fetch in the river for about half an hour, and I got a spiffy new collar! I'm gonna roll in this stuff every time I see it from now on!
Anyhoots - I got to play along the river banks and go swimming whenever I wanted to - especially when the peeps were fishing. On Monday they packed up the camper and we headed out again - I was hoping we weren't going to go home. And we weren't - right on! We drove and drove some more to ANOTHER camp site - this time on the Klamath River. I totally remembered this one - I could smell the mountain lions that were still hanging around from the last time we were there. Every morning when we got up, Mom and Keaton took us on a hike where we could run and run and run - Mom wouldn't let me get in the river...something about "getting washed away." Don't really know what that means, but whatever. I did get a couple of icky bugs on me, but Mom took care of those. I got to go in a boat on the river for days at a time - that was aMAZing! We saw bald eagles, golden eagles, icky blue herons (Mom thought they were pretty, but they were cussing and swearing and trying to poop on us - guess Mom didn't get that).
Well on Thursday morning after our hike...Rogey started to feel bad. It was hard for him to walk and he had the squirts. Bad. Stink bomb city. Mom and Dad saw it and packed up right away and we drove - Mom and Dad were scared, I could tell. We got to a vet hospital which was a neat one - it smelled like cows and horses and stuff. Rogey had some pretty embarrassing stuff done to him, but the doc said he was okay. That made him feel better, but by Friday, he knew the doc was wrong. He felt like barfing, and it was even harder to walk. So we packed up again and headed down the mountain in the pouring rain for a long drive and to another doctor. Rogey's temperature was 105.5 - the nice lady was scared, but she was trying not to show it. She put alcohol on Rogey's feet, in his armpits, and on his elbows. Then a really nice man came in - Mom and Dad were scared again. Rogey had to go away with the man, and Mom and Dad were feeling better. I didn't get to sleep with Rogey that night and I was super sad and scared.
We FINALLY went back to pick Rogey up and I led everyone right to the door, from a different parking space even. I was so happy to see him - I calmed right down. He still felt a little yucky, but at least he didn't feel like barfing anymore.
Now we're home and Rogey's getting better fast. Mom and Dad are still a little scared right now, I can tell. But I cuddle up to them and give them lots of love - I can help them feel better.
NOTE FROM MOM: Rogey suffered from salmon poisoning - he's had it before and we did all we could to avoid it (bagging up all the dead salmon we could find around the camp, but the bears kept dragging it out of the river every night). Salmon poisoning doesn't just happen from eating dead rotting fish, and not just from salmon - lots of fish eat the snails which usually have the flukes which have the parasite, so your pup getting into uncooked fish at home can do it too. It's the parasite that gets the dog after eating the salmon, usually within 4-10 days, after the parasite eggs hatch. This is a deadly condition with symptoms of fever, swollen lymph nodes, diarrhea, vomiting, no appetite. Treat immediately as untreated dogs have a 90% fatality rate, usually within 2-3 weeks of eating the fish.
Rogey was also diagnosed with Lyme's Disease, which lowered his platelet count from 200,000 to 58,000 (very scary...low platelets mean inability to clot and sometimes spontaneous bleeding), and made it really hard for him to walk due to the swollen lymph nodes in his legs. We weren't expecting ticks in the almost-freezing weather, but they were there as it was also the first good rain the area had seen. Advantage did NOT work as well as we had hoped on these ticks.
Ginger had absolutely no problems on this trip, although she was in the exact same environment. We're keeping a close eye on her, but so far she's 150% happy and healthy (as usual).
We'll keep taking this trip with our family - just increase the vigilance against the known threats.
July 19th 2012 2:22 pm
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Mom says I can only go once a week...boo! hiss! I love going to Mom's work...I get to show off how I know how to hug people (real good!), and follow her even when I'm not on a leash, and be on my best behavior without her even having to tell me.
I feel kinda bad for Rogey, who has to stay home, but he'd only get one trip before he was banned from the office for all his lack of control jumping all over everyone and licking their eyeballs and stuff. But when I get home I tell him all about it, and he spends about 30 minutes sniffing all the cool places I've been. San Francisco is a CRAZY place - it's all I can do to just walk in a straight line. And when it's windy...oh wow, the smells are just aMAZing.
Anyway, I have lots of new people and dog friends...and I can't wait for my once-a-week trip to the office!