Nicknames: BDog, Punkin, Punkin Head, Buddy, Good Boy, Mr. Barkley, Super Barkley
Birthday: May 28th 2002
Likes: Running, downward facing dog stretches, running, following the girl around the house, did I say running?
Pet-Peeves: Loud noises, cats, squirrels, baths, ear and teeth cleanings
Favorite Toy: Lime green stuffed toy name Sheepie
Favorite Food: Peanut butter, popcorn, and cheese (in moderation, of course!)
Favorite Walk: Anywhere! The world is mine to explore!
Best Tricks: High fives, hugs
Arrival Story: We rescued Barkley from the local humane society in November of 2003. He is such a joy in our lives, and we can't imagine life without him!
We lost Barkley yesterday. We are not sure what happened. He became sick and progressed very rapidly. He passed very quickly and did not suffer much at all. We are heartbroken, devastated. We love you, Barkley. We miss you so much!
If legg perthes wasn't enough to deal with in my right hip, I also have arthritis in my left hip. After I had healed for a year from my hip surgery, we noticed that I was sometimes holding my left leg. We thought for sure I'd have to go through the same surgery on my left leg too. But we got some xrays and the vet says it's not the same thing...it's arthritis. To help get me all better, the vet said we should try glucosomine chondroitin injections. For the first month, I had to get two shots per week. Now, I'm on one shot every three months. We can't believe the difference! I've actually felt so much better that I started doing my psycho runs again, where I go full speed in circles, around the coffee table, around the chair, up the stairs. The girl and the tall one said they didn't think they would ever see me do that again. But here I am, running my little heart out. Just goes to show, you can't keep a Barkley dog down!
The tall one and the girl decided that we needed more room. So they had someone build us a house. We visited all the time. I even ended up christening one of the rooms when it was all studs and braces. Whoops! Finally, in October, we got to move in. I love all the space I have to run around. My favorite part is going up to the second floor and looking down at people over the balcony. It's a fun game we play. One thing that I have to adjust to is not being able to go out in the backyard on my own and explore. We don't have a fence yet; we have to wait until spring. I can't wait! There are lots of rabbits here, and I just know I'm going to catch me one!
I am a dog. I lick my wounds. But when that wound has 13 stitches, evidently that is a no-no. So the vet gave my mom and the tall one an Elizabethan cone for me to wear during the night so I don't lick and chew on my stitches. Well, that thing scared me. I wouldn't sit or lie down for two hours when they put that thing on me. They had to take the cone off. But then that made mom have to lie on the floor with me during the night so she could stop me from licking if she needed to. She didn't feel too well the next day cause she didn't get much sleep.
Two days later, I still hate the cone. But today at the vet she rigged a dressing to put over my stitches; one that doesn't pull or tug on them. So hopefully mom and the tall one can get some rest tonight. I don't mind the non-stick gauze and tape. I think this is a solution I can live with.
From now on, I hope every cone in my life is in reference to ice cream.