Likes: Antagonizing the cats; chasing her tail; going where she's not supposed to
Pet-Peeves: Getting yelled at for antagonizing the cats; loud noises
Favorite Toy: Rubber chickens!!!! And anything with a squeaker
Favorite Food: All toys big & small (she eats everything)
Favorite Walk: Cracker's mountain trail
Best Tricks: Still working on those - she's good at SIT though!
Arrival Story: I've been missing my Cracker since he passed, and thought that maybe I was finally ready for another dog. The silence in the house was just unbearable - no click, click, click of the toenails on the floor, etc. I went to the SPCA of Upstate New York & looked at a lab mix, but it just didn't bond with me (didn't look at me or jump all over me like it was love at first sight). The lady from the shelter knew what I was looking for & called when Daisy came in. Her previous owners had kids under age 6 & they just couldn't handle her anymore. She sounded perfect (housebroken, spayed, crate trained). My husband & I went to look at her & she jumped all over us with excitement (and peed all over the floor). That was all it took, we brought Daisy home that night, 1/6/06.
Bio: Daisy is a wonderful girl. She just adores her daddy (which is a GREAT thing since he's not an animal lover - think she melted his ice cold heart - just like Cindy Lou Who melting the Grinches heart). She was very calm when we first got her - she'd gotten sick at the shelter & had a bronchial infection. She is now a very hyper girl (brings back lots of memories of my boy, Cracker). She went to doggie daycare every week to burn off some of that energy until we adopted her brother. Now the two of them burn off energy together!
Ahhhhhhh - I'm finally home. Four days at the hospital was just too much for me to take - of course, I felt so icky I just slept there most of the time.
I want to thank everyone for thinking of me & sending me get well rosettes & bandaids AND the power of the PURR, of course. Those catster kitties were sending out mega healing purrs! Let me tell you, it worked! I feel "almost" as good as new -- I'm still pretty tired & that darn Callie won't stop terrorizing me - who'd have thought that whimp had it in him.
The vet still isn't sure what was wrong with me - he thinks I ate something bad & it was blocking me up (I did, but that's my secret) & was finally able to pass it. Guess it will remain a mystery to the humans - I just know I'm not gonna eat THAT again. Its not worth having to stay at the smelling hospital.
Thank you ALL so much for thinking of me. I'm almost back to my knucklehead (as the vet calls me) self - I just need a few more days of rest!
PS - They shaved my legs - can you imagine? Mom says that all princesses have shaved legs - wonder if its something I'm going to have to keep up with. I am a princess, after all.
Ugh, I don't know what happened. All was well on Thursday when Mommy got home from work - I gobbled down my food as usual, but didn't feel so well afterwards. My belly was all upset & I hurled like 4 times all over the house - Mommy said she didn't think a dawg belly could hold that much food. She gave me pepto but I hurled that too.
Me not feeling well at all - I wouldn't even eat my breakfast on Friday morning so mommy knew something was horribly wrong. She rushed me to the vet Friday morning & I've been there ever since. They did some xrays to see if I ate something bad (I'm not telling what it was - its my secret) & it was stuck in my belly. The first xray showed something but the one later in the afternoon didn't. They kept me on IV's all day Friday. When mommy came to see me on Saturday, I still wasn't feeling well. I drank some water but wouldn't eat my food. I ended up hurling the water all over the room mommy was visiting me in.
The vet was concerned & thinks I may have a blockage so I may have to have surgery......Me thinking that's not so good. They're doing blood work & said I needed electrolytes --- Mom is hoping that I eat soon - otherwise I'll have to go under the knife. I really want to eat BUT I just can't stomach it.........
In the meantime - I'm still at the vet. I'd sure appreciate your prayers in hopes that this will pass quickly. I don't like being away from my mommy, daddy, Callie & kitty siblings.
Well, it FINALLY happened. I made my FIRST OFFICIAL visit on Saturday. I passed my TDI test quite awhile ago & mom finally got my ID and paperwork. She kept saying she wasn't 'up' to taking me to the nursing home on Saturdays - don't know what she has to do to be 'up' to it?!?!
This Saturday came & I looked at her with hopeful eyes - begging will this be MY week to go or do I have to stay home alone yet again. She looked at me & said "Daisy today is your day to share the love!" I got sooooo excited I ran all over the place. So off we went to get in the car, I could hear Callie sobbing in the house because he wasn't able to go....Mom 'almost' broke down but held firm...*whew* On the drive there, she lectured me (yeesh). She kept saying "Daisy you are going to work - work means NO JUMPING, got it?" "Work means you are calm Daisy - not crazy Daisy, got it?" Over & Over she kept repeating this stuff like a broken record. YES MOM I GET IT, enough already.
Sooooo - I made my grand appearance, and everyone just LOVED ME - yeah ME! I did my best to be calm Daisy - I visited all kinds of people that just wanted to pet me. I figured if they wanted to show affection by petting me, I'd show affection by licking them. They thought that was just adorable. Oh, and did I mention that they kept saying how beautiful I was - I'm BEAUTIFUL!! I visited so many people that wanted to pet me & talk to me my head was spinning - I never get this much attention...ever!
I was soooo good too - I didn't tug on my leash & only tried to jump twice. That was only cause they had treats for me & I wanted to jump on their laps - come on - isn't that what you're supposed to do for treats. Give them big cuddles?? Mom kept telling me how proud she was of me - well, duh mom - I did listen to that boring lecture all the way there.
NOW I know what Callie does every Saturday when "I" have to stay home. No wonder he comes home grinning from ear to ear - you get more attention in one day at the nursing home than a whole week at home. I think I'm going to like this therapy stuff......although it does get a little tiring....I had to take a long nap as soon as I got home - who'd have thought sharing the love would tire you out. I say its well worth it! I think I'm going to like this therapy stuff.