Likes: The dog park. Relative Dogs. The cabin! Rippin' up fabric/clothes/towels. Squeeky/Chewy/Tug Toys. Pretending to Fly Off the Couch/Bed. Shredding Cardboard. Stealing garbage. I ♥ ed kitties. I miss Sasha, but Olive is SO much more fun.
Pet-Peeves: Being alone, when crazy people howl @ me, & the "NO" word. The cold garden hose. The mean dogs at the park who pin me down. Vacuums, the squirt gun. Booze & cigarette smoke smells SO nasty! *Note we never gave him these; he just avoids people w/ them.
Favorite Toy: Fleecy Man, Anything soft that makes noise, Socky (a sock in a sock in a sock...x15?), any kind of cat toy (feathers and mice). I think I should have been a cat.
Favorite Food: Frozen Pumpkin Dolphins. Things I'm not supposed to have ... People food. I enjoy on occasion the cat's food and "kitty brownies." Mom doesn't let me have them.
Favorite Walk: Locke Park Dog Park (Fridley), Itasca Park (Ramsey), Coon Rapids Dam and Park Reserve.
Best Tricks: Sit, Attention (when my name is spoken), Down, and not so well - Wait, Come, & Stay. In that order. Looking so cute it blinds people. Flying through the air. Wrestling the kitty.
Arrival Story: Thanks Pleading Paws Pet Rescue!
In early March of 2006, I finally found a rescue website on petfinder.com that had white shepherd pups, I had been looking for one for at least 3 months. It was a Milwaukee rescue (5+ hour drive) but I didn't care, I REALLY wanted one. On the application I stated that I was interested in any of the 3 litter mates, only to find out they were adopted to other families.
The foster mom told us that there were 3 other pups that had digestive problems?, and she was hoping they would get better. Through a every few week email and calling schedule, she did tell us the smallest runt did get over her problems, but at that point I stated that I really wanted the male. She never emailed us on their status unless we called or emailed her.
On March 30th 2006 we called her, since hadn't heard from her in 3 weeks. She said the vet thought his digestive problem was permanent. Then she told us she was in the middle of something and that she would call us back. I knew she wouldn't. I was so disappointed and heart broken. I really, really wanted that dog. I had a name (Yoda) picked out for him and everything.
The very next day I saw this litter of husky shepherdX puppies that had just been posted petfinder. So I emailed their organization (30 mins away in MN!) - if the one and only white puppy was male or female (not that it would have mattered). I asked if I could adopt it before they went to adoption day at PetSmart the next day. She only wrote back that she would call me when she knew about the dog. She didn't call until like 6pm, and said that actually some people were coming over to look at him. I was heartbroken again. She said she would call if he wasn't adopted. 2 hours later she called and said all the other pups in the litter were adopted except him! It was fate!
Later I found out she had emailed me that it was male, but I didn't get her email because I was at home. We found out later, that the couple that came to look at him, liked both him and a sibling of his, but the foster lady told them we really wanted the white one, and I guess they didn't care as much. Also, they took him to the bar that night, and many many people said they would have taken him. So, maybe it wasn't so much fate, but I still would like to think so.
He's a husky mix. They told the rescue Husky Shepherd mix, but the rescue lady said a few of his littermates looked border collieish. Who knows - maybe some distant wolf relative too because he came from the Red Lake Reservation (where that school shooting was). Personally, I also see some lab in him too. Some careless owner was literally on their way to throwing the puppies in a dumpster when a good Samaritan called the rescue org. Red Lake Rosies. How can you just throw a whole litter of puppies away!?! Especially ones as cute as his litter!?
Sadly, a few weeks after we got Arthur, we finally did get an email from the WI rescue. The male pup dog probably had some neurological damage. Then a month after that, she emailed us again, this time it was worse news, the pup and his sister had to be put down because they had megacolon. I feel so very sorry for the foster mom; she was pretty attached to them.
I consider that lost pup and his litter "spirit" siblings of Arthur, because if you put them side by side, Arthur looks like a little bit of all of them. Not to mention, Arthur looked nothing like his real siblings.
Funny thing, after all that time searching for a White German Shepherd under 6 months, in the month and a half that we've had our pup, I've seen many WGS puppies on petfinder in listed in Minnesota. Arthur was just MEANT to be ours!
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I'm told I'm a pretty good dog. Sure, I have my mishaps, but what dog doesn't?
I LOVED our kitty Sasha. She was learning to ignore me because she knew I was here to stay. She got sick and died (while on top of my kennel while I was in it, as she was in her carrier getting ready to go to the ER vet) last year. I think she knew I would take good care of Mom and Dad, and had been sick for a while, so she decided it was time for her to grow her angel wings. Secretly, I think she kind of liked me because when I was sleeping or calm, she will come lay down near me. I just couldn't help but pounce on her though, she was so darn cute. We miss her dearly. My new kitty Olive, that I got for my birthday is even better than Sasha, because she wrestles with me. We have a lot of fun together, and she snuggles up to me when the day is done. We love each other very much! She rubs on my legs, and follows me around. We're BFF!
I love to take walks, and had been taking training class at the local Humane Society. A year ago I passed level 3 training and the next step would be trying to pass the CGC test, but they have stopped training me. I've maintained most of my skills (though my stubborn huskieness prevails). They don't really clicker train me anymore except at the cabin when they want me to come back. Dad is involved with his own school and Mom is looking to go back this fall, so I'll probably not be learning more tricks any time soon. Mom would eventually like to get me into agility or skijoring/skatejoring.
Locke Park Dog Park
My extraction went well. Vet said I didn't even bleed much - surprising for a husky I guess. They sent my tooth home in a baggy but Mom wouldn't let me eat it (it sure looked like a snack to me). I was really groggy and doped up when they woke me up to go home. I just kinda gazed at Mom a little wobbly. She said thanks to the vet techs as they handed over my leash, and I turned in slow motion and remember HA - they were standing behind me. I figured I better say good bye too - hehe morphine makes you love EVERYONE! I gave the techs a little nose nuzzle on their legs before turning back around to go with Mom - they thought that was just the most adorable thing EVER -- I guess no dog had ever said goodbye like that before. Aren't you supposed to say goodbye? They took really good care of me after all. Man was I HUNGRY when we got home. Surprising I know - after being pumped full of anesthesia stuff and getting a tooth yanked out. I hadn't ate my dinner the night before, and there was no breakfast. I WOLFED down dinner like food was going out of style. Mom was all nervous because I was supposed to take it easy while eating ppsssshhhhh - heck - she gave me soft food - which was even better - I couldn't stop myself.
The next day - I guess I was really naughty, and I ate the free sample of tooth brushing nugget food. Sure sure - it was in a bag in a bag in the middle of the table - and Mom thought it was safe - but I was still hungry. I guess I wasn't supposed to eat that for another week or 2 -- oops! It was SO good - don't regret it a BIT. Also chewed up a bottle of orange Gatorade Mom forgot to bring to work. I even heard herself muttering before she left how she couldn't forget it or she knew I would get it. Hehe, got it just right so I could lick out some drips, but much of it all over the cream carpet - ooh boy was Dad pissed when he got home. I was iiinnn trouble. What can I say - they took away my chew toys - a dog's gotta chew when a dogs' gotta chew! I'm not getting my hard chew toys back until at LEAST another week and a half. Boo hoo!
Oh and at that - Mom said she's done transcribing for me because she has to evacuate the premises after I let a noxious gas bomb for her just now. Man -- the only drawback to having that canned food. Dog I love that stuff! I'm fleeing too - yikes that was a BADD'UN!
In mom's effort to start some healthy habits, eat better, exercize more, and shed some #s for the up coming wedding - she found this super cool site called SparkPeople.com On it she set one of her goals to walk me (I used to get most of my walks from Dad). That means more walks for me, and that often we go walking as a pack.
Mom was playing with me yesterday, and happened to notice one of my teeth looked like it had a bunch of plaque on it, and looked a little closer and saw it looked like people cavities. Mind you - since I was a little pup and I had that retained deciduous tooth (my baby canine never fell out when the big dog tooth came in and the vet pulled it when I got snipped) - I've NEVER liked people going near my mouth because it freaked me out when the people tried to pull it. Anyway, mom moved in and was looking even closer, and pulled up my lip and saw my horrifyingly bad abscess. She (and dad) just feels terrible about it - and apologized up and down for not noticing it sooner.
Mom did some internet searching, and found that I have (or at least her preliminary amateur diagnosis) what is called a 4th premolar carnassial tooth abscess - and that it's something that some dogs to get from chewing stuff they aren't supposed to (or even stuff they are like hard bones). From the pictures, she thinks mine is probably a bad case too, so I'm most likely going to have my whole tooth pulled later this week/or next week (actually I'll probably have to go on antibiotics first).
Dad drove to a dental vet a co-worker of his highly recommended on his way home from work first thing this morning. Good thing Mom had done web-searching because when he told them what we think it is (Mom would bet money she's right), they said that's one of the few things they don't like to get involved in, and referred him to a specialist (without even seeing me), that works at another vet close by. Mom is bummed, but understands this is one of the responsibilities of pet companionship, she'll probably have to make a LOT more sacrifices so they can make their wedding budget (they were already falling behind). I didn't mean to cause any trouble ma - really I didn't! She says she understands - and really just wants me to feel better as SOON as possible.
Looking back there probably were a few signs mom missed. So this doesn't happen to any of my pals - or if it does so their dogmoms and dogdads can catch it early --
(Not completely copied - mom just cut out important bits, and did the underlining). If you look inside your dog's mouth you will notice one tooth that is much larger than the rest. It is on the upper jaw, about half way back. It is the fourth premolar, sometimes referred to as the carnassial tooth. In wild canines, it is the main tooth used to break up or crush hard material in their diet such as bones or large pieces of meat. Today's canine diets, even the all-dry ones, really do not require this big "work horse" tooth for the animal to adequately break up his food before swallowing. ...
An infection of the 4th premolar is a unique dental problem and has outward signs that are often misunderstood by the owner. The large carnassial tooth has three roots while most other teeth have only 1 or 2. From ½" to ¾" long, they extend from below the gumline up into the bone of the skull just in front of the eye. There are two in the front portion of the tooth and one in the rear. Carnassial tooth infections actually involve only the roots of the tooth and not the visible exposed portion. The individual root usually involved is the front one that is closest to the skin. ...
In the case of a carnassial tooth, the abscess builds up around the affected root just under the skin below and in front of the eye. The swelling may reach the size of a golf ball.(Luckily that didn't happen to me, mine is the size of a lima bean.) In the case of an abscess, the white blood cells and chemicals that are released have the ability to dissolve the body's tissue. The weakest portion of the body in this case is the skin, so a small pore soon opens from which pus (or a pink-tinged fluid) will drain. Left alone, this opening will occasionally close, but then reopen later as more material accumulates.This didn't happen to me, at least not on the outside of my mouth.
Owners often confuse this condition with an eye infection, insect bite, or puncture wound. They may consider it something that, if left alone, will heal on its own. The untreated abscess will, in fact, often spread to 1) the eye causing a very serious and potentially blinding infection or 2) other teeth causing them to be lost also. This is fairly painful for the animal, especially when eating. In dogs that stay outdoors or those with long hair, it may remain unnoticed for a long period of time.
http://www.avds-online.org/info/carnassiala bscesses.html This condition is usually caused by a fractured tooth (usually the upper fourth premolar) that has been infected by the oral bacteria and died. The bacteria will gain access to the jaw through the apex (or bottom) of the tooth. The combination of the bacteria and the reaction of the white blood cells will cause bone destruction at the area of root tip. If this is allowed to progress, the infection can travel through the bone of the upper jaw and break out either on the gingiva over the tooth, or on the skin under the eye. This is the only time that endodontic disease is usually noticed by the owner, as most dogs and cats do not show any outward signs of disease.
The last premolar tooth of the upper jaw (carnassial tooth) frequently becomes infected. This tooth has 3 long roots and when infected, extend into the surrounding bone, break through the skin, and appear as a small, draining wound below the eye.
Facial injuries may also cause carnassial tooth infections.
Extraction or a root canal of the affected tooth usually is necessary to allow drainage and prevent recurrence of infection. General anesthesia is necessary, as triple-rooted teeth are difficult to remove and often require splitting before extraction.
Proper dental care and eliminating hard toys and bones may prevent this disease from occurring.
Bummer huh?!? Well wish me luck pals. I've been kinda freaked out by all the attention my mouth is getting. Hopefully no infection has spread to my blood or anywhere else in my body, my blood work comes back ok, and this all heals up nice once I get to the doctor. Mom would take pictures - but its REALLY gross and embarrassing, and I wont let her.
Other things going on in my world:
My buddy Cody - whom we occasionally dog sit for, has to go back to Oklahoma to live with his original family (his human grandparents). Even though he is the most mellow sweetest of dogs, he nipped his neighbor (freak thing - never done it before - will never do anything like it again). There was no blood drawn, and really not even any bruising. He just got excited as dogs do, and nipped her in the leg. Her fully clothed with blue jeans leg. Cody's dad was mortified, and shocked, and apologized immediately, offering to pay if she needed to go to the doctor (not thinking she would - he SAW the so called "wound" or lack there of). That should have been the end of it right? ... RIGHT? A simple I'm sorry, I'll never let it happen again, and if your experiencing medical issues, I will help. In a perfect world - that would have been the end of it - but were total jerks about it, and called animal control and the police. Unfortunately he was a couple months overdo on his rabies shot (even more unfortunate and ironic was set to go in to get it the following week). Cody had to be quarantined for a week (wasn't a big deal, he's a house loving dog anyway). His dad apologized profusely, and even paid the co-pay for the completely unnecessary doctor visit. The neighbors are now complaining they live in constant fear. (They sure seem fearful when they come in the gated yard to raise trouble with his dad, and kind of jump toward Cody to provoke him). Cody as I said before is a 95# rotund lazy lump of a lab, that can be and has been trusted around babies, tiny kittens, and anything under the sun but cookies. Cody's dad knows the neighbors will keep trying to provoke him to do it again (it'll never happen), and make threats so that they can suit. He already is being arraigned for the whole thing, and isn't allowed to just pay a fine and be done with it - the neighbors caused so much trouble he has to go to court. So Cody's dad decided to let them win and drive him all the way back to Oklahoma this weekend. Worst thing - these people own a dog - a PUPPY - who no DOUBT will nip someone within the next year. We all REALLY hope it's Cody's dad too. He did EVERYTHING including calling animal control himself in the first place to report the incident (before the neighbors called), and he called the city to find out the quarantine rules, made a sooner vet appointment, and a follow up appointment, investigate his rights, and wrote a letter of apology. Some people are just the worst jerks ever. It's so sad. So Cody has to leave a life he loves to go live out on a farm again. I hope Karma comes back to these people, I really really do.
Hmmmmm what else - oh is going to get super darn cold this weekend, as we experience what is called and Artic Vortex. It'll be below 0 degrees in MN here for the temp lows, and only get up in the single digits. That's nothing though. Mom says you're not a TRUE Minnesotan until you've experienced 30 below or more. She went for a walk (albeit brief one) with a friend when she was in high school when it was -65 while at a hockey tournament in International Falls. Brrrr. I hope I NEVER ever ever feel that. EVER. I'd start going potty inside - seriously.
Well - till next time pals (who knows when that will be) *glares at mom* -- hope you're all staying warm this winter! Oh I'm now being told we promise to do an update right after my surgery to let you know I'm ok.
Today is my birthday, and Olive's 1 year anniversary of being at our house. Mom got my 2 CVS stuffed animals - they were 75% off Christmas clearance! I love them - even though the cool reindeer I'm not allowed to bring in the house. Mom had hooked it's arms around my neck which was really fun running around with in my mouth at 1st. I took it off, and had to pee really bad and accidentally peed ON it - so now it stinks and I can't bring it in.
We have my pal Cody staying with us for a few days so that's pretty cool. He doesn't like to play inside with me, but outside, he likes to wrestle so it's way cool having him here. The only thing that sucks is that he at a large portion of my new Christmas Mammoth bone - but Mom said something about getting me another one for my birthday.
On New Year's Eve my pal Spirit came, it was great. I LOVE her so much. Even more so now because her mom brought these really yummy dog cookies.
Also, Mom works with someone with a dog named Shady, and she was very nice and sent me some peanut butter AND some mint cookies too for a Secret Santa gift. MMmmm!
Not much new to report. It's still cold with snow here as usual in MN. TTYL pals. Happy New Year!