Likes: Going to the dog park and rides in the car, licking Cooper and Keighty's ears (JRTs must taste mighty good) LOVES WHIPPED CREAM!
Pet-Peeves: Loud noises, people yelling, being tickled. Can't trim his nails because he can't stand his feet being handled.
Favorite Toy: It used to be his "Squeaky Lion" but that's long gone. Now he likes any toy that he and Keighty can rip apart playing tug o' war.
Favorite Food: Human food (not too much), Marrowbone (morning treat) and dogfood. LOVES the occasional homemade whipped cream.
Favorite Walk: Anywhere we walk, following close behind, walking around the dog park
Best Tricks: Sit, go around, down, roll over, shake hands, kiss
Arrival Story: We adopted Redford from a rescue group when he was 3 months old. He came from a reservation where, usually, life can be hard for a pup. He wasn't in the best of health when we got him. Good food and visits to the vet made him all better. Thanks, Andrea, for rescuing him, his siblings and his mom. Without you, we wouldn't have such a wonderful family member.
Bio: Former therapy dog. He used to visit nursing homes. They loved him.
He protects our smaller dogs when at the dog park.
He likes everybody he meets and everybody that meets him, adores him. He is just the sweetest dog. We love him to death. He's the best!
My mom took me to another vet July 31. I was pretty darn
sick. She wanted an x-ray to see how far my illness had
progressed. The good thing was that my abdomen was not
filled with fluids, so the vet said he'd try a "Hail
Mary" and gave me some prednisone to hopefully help me
feel better so I could get an appetite and eat. I guess
prednisone is a miracle drug, because I felt A LOT better
the next day. That stuff made me very hungry and I was
able to walk better. Before, my back legs didn't work
very well and I had to be carried in to see the vet.
I'm still doing okay.
I probably won't be going to the holistic vet anymore.
Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers. We love you
Tuesday, Redford ate some cooked hamburger meat, a little
bit of eggs, and a bit of rice and meat. Not much but at
least he ate something. His back legs are still weak and
he does have some diarrhea. He didn't get up much except
when I helped him go outside. He did surprise me once when
he walked into the living room like his normal self, to see me.
I got up, hugged him and told him how happy I was to see him
walking so good. It was just for a brief moment, though.
Once again, thank you all so much for your thoughts and
prayers and for caring about my Redford. What you write
in the paw-mails and the gifts touch my heart and my eyes
can't help but leak. I thank you for each and every one.
Redford was acting his normal self yesterday when I
went to work at 11:30. Nothing out of the ordinary.
He ate the food I hide his meds in and all was well.
When I came home about 6:00, the crew goes out to
meet me to say hi and he was walking very slow. His
back legs were a little lower and seemed weak. He
met me, then went to the grass and plopped down right
away. He never does that. He got up, but he could
barely do it. He did not want to eat last night and
that alone scares me. He loves to eat, as you all
know. He didn't want to eat today, aside from a tiny
bit of corned beef hash. He's been drinking a lot of
water, though and all he's been doing is laying down
on a blanket in the bedroom. He's been out to do his
biz, but comes right back in. Oh my gosh...what if
this is the end? I'm so heartsick. I love him so much.
I knew this was coming eventually, but I'm not ready.
I'm not prepared for it.