Pet-Peeves: Not enough snacks! The humans I live with make all this yummy smelling stuff and don't share any of it
Favorite Toy: I have to pick a favorite, lets see what day is today...
Favorite Food: Cheese! Oh wait peanut butter is good and mom freezes yogurt for us Yumm!
Favorite Walk: Yes.. oh wait that wasn't the right answer, hmm... I don't have a favorite but I LOVE walks
Best Tricks: Tricks? The trick would be getting my attention when there is a squirrel involved
Arrival Story: I wanted a pup and a dachsie sounded like the perfect pup. Snuggly, bossy and strong willed just like me :) After seeing the price tag on puppies I also started checking the local shelter for any smaller hound. In the mean time my mom got a dog, Missie was around a year old and fully housebroken (my least favorite thing to do) which made the prospect of a rescue even more appealing. I stepped up my search for a rescued dachsie and found petfinder where I applied for over 30 pups. I watched Indy for a few days debating because they weren't sure on housebreaking but he was just too cute. I had to drive from my home in West Michigan to Fort Wayne, Indiana to get him from the rescue but it was well worth the drive. He has been the sweetest, snuggliest most mischevious dog I've ever had :)
Bio: Indiana suffered a herniated disc just before Christmas 2007. After seeing far too many vets, entirely too many pills and 8 weeks "jailed" in his crate to allow him to heal. By February 2008 he took his first steps and hasn't stopped yet. Check out www.dodgerslist.com so you can spot back problems before its too late!
It has, mom just checked the calendar for me. She's distracted for a bit so I have some time to update here, shhh don't tell her I'm not supposed to be on her chair. So here's the scoop, last year on the Saturday before Christmas I herniated a disc in my lower back like I said before, it was awful. A lot of pain and a LOT of pills and 8 weeks spent locked in my crate except to go outside. I got my strength back after I was released from my "jail" and managed to start walking again and I've been going strong ever since. I can walk with no problem although I get tired and my back left leg stops listening to me and it drags a bit so I have to be carried but mom and dad will let me walk a bit more after I have a rest, I like walks so I'll take them however I can get them. I can run again too, I tried a few times when my legs started listening again but I couldn't quite get it right, one leg was always dragging but not anymore. Of course, mom still won't let me run as much as I'd like but she's worried I'll hurt myself again so I guess she means well. Right now I'm on a house restriction, I can go outdoors to potty and thats it *grump* we've had record cold weather which she says is bad for my back so all playing is limited to indoors, the only thing that makes it tolerable is Lizzie and Maggie aren't allowed outdoor playtime either so they don't have the same problem. Lots of playtime with toys and wresting with Maggie is ok for me though and we've had several trips to the pet store for indoor walks and mom said it is supposed to warm up next week so I can go for real walks again.
So I herniated a disc in my lower back, big shocker when I 'm a dachsie right. Ok here's the cool part... Tuesday I finally got enough control of my back legs to start walking again!! Mom doesn't realize it but I can understand her when she's talking. She thought I was being annoying at dinner and told me if I stood up and walked I could have the rest of her chicken... well I wanted to right then just to show her but the legs weren't cooperating. About an hour later though, when we went out for potty there was something that smelled so good I had to try to stand up and go stiff it and I did it, I took 4 steps.
When we got back in mom was all excited and she did give me some chicken with a bit of cheese, she thinks I don't realize it but I know its not the same chicken.. the stuff she had smelled way better but I'll let her slide this once. Now I can't wait until I get my legs working well enough that I can chase squirrels again :)
That's all I have to say. See, he's how it started, the Saturday before Christmas I started to not feel so hot. Being a pup I couldn't very well go tell mom I didn't feel good so I could go to the vet... wait... not sure I still WANTED to go to the vet but anyway... Mom and dad noticed I wasn't acting myself and let me be to rest, I get upset tummies occasionally so they figured that was my problem. It wasn't but I wasn't sure what was wrong. Around the time they were getting ready to go to bed I must have turned weird and on WOW did it hurt :( I went wobbling back through the living room with a big owie on my back. I heard mom tell dad they needed to go, I didn't hear where but next thing I knew we were in the car driving somewhere. This didn't really help me as I was still pretty ouchie but I soon found out we were at the emergency vet. After a few pokes and them making me walk across the room the vet told them that I slipped a disc in my back, I'm not sure what a disc is but wow did my back hurt so I didn't care. She gave me a few shots, which I normally hate but they made me feel a bit better and they made me sleepy, not so nice.
So now I'm stuck in my crate and is sucks. Mom tries to be nice and put my crate in places I like to nap but it still sucks being stuck in my crate all the time except when I go outside. I got some good meds from the vet that make things not hurt so much but they don't work completely, mom said they're not supposed to so that I don't try to do more than I should, whatever that means... I'm stuck in the crate how am I supposed to do anything? *sigh* I really hope I start to feel better soon.