February 6th 2007 10:59 pm
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Brrrr! It’s freezing around here! At least, that’s what my foster parents say. Me, I have plenty of fur to keep me warm so I don’t mind the cold at all. One of my favorite things in the world is running in newly fallen snow. Yesterday, when I saw the pretty snowflakes coming down, I was very excited about going out to play. But Foster Mom wouldn’t let me wrestle and run with the other dogs like usual. She said I had to take it easy. Sigh …here’s the story about my latest adventure.
A couple days ago, I slipped in the icy backyard and was limping on my front right leg. I cried out so loud and for so long that Foster Mom thought I seriously hurt it. She brought me to the vet right away. Come to find out, my leg was fine, but I broke off my top right canine tooth and had an exposed nerve. No wonder that hurt!
The vet recommended a very nice dental specialist and she performed surgery to extract the injured tooth this past Monday. She also removed a second tooth that was fractured all the way down to the base. I’m expected to make a full recovery in a week! The staff said I was a very sweet, cooperative patient which made Foster Mom proud.
I was a little woozy that night, but by Tuesday morning, I was back to my usual rambunctious, affectionate self. I gobbled up my food and eagerly looked for all of my favorite chewbones. But they were all gone! Someone stole my chewies! Foster Mom explained to me that since my remaining canine teeth are very worn down from having chewed on my cage at the shelter for five months, the surgeon recommended I only play with soft fleece toys and natural rubber bones or balls. No more tennis balls (the surface material is too abrasive to teeth) and no more tugging, which are two of my favorite things!
The good news is that I got a lot of new toys that are really cool. Check out my colorful, braided fleece rope and white stuffed fleece bone. They are just as much fun to carry around and chomp on as the old hard bones. I also got a Kong treat ball and red rubber ball. My foster brother and sisters are pretty jealous so I’ve been nice about sharing (even if I don’t want to).
Thank you everyone at MWBCR for keeping me in your thoughts on surgery day.
Have a Happy Valentine’s Day!
January 7th 2007 3:09 pm
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Now that it’s the New Year, Foster Mom has resolved to exercise more. I hate to brag, but I go on the treadmill every day. Well, as you can see, I just lay down on it, but didn’t Woody Allen say that 80% of success is just showing up? Foster Mom is impressed by my loyalty to the treadmill. She said that I’m a true fitness inspiration. Ha-ha!
For Christmas, I asked Santa for a home of my own, but he brought me a puppy instead! His name is Rasputin and he’s being fostered, too, for a different rescue group. He is about the same age and size as me and we play together every day. When it’s nice outside, we race around the chicken coop and boomerang around the yard. When the weather is icky, we stay indoors and like to “mouth wrestle” while laying down on the big dog sofa. Lately, it’s been extra yucky outside with all the rain and Foster Mom keeps running out of clean towels to wipe our feet. That’s 24 muddy paws, so you can see why!
My buddy Rasputin has found his forever family, so he will be leaving soon, which makes me sad. Don’t get me wrong. I’m really happy for him! It’s just hard to say goodbye to someone you care about. Foster Mom hopes my new family will have a big, playful dog who will be my best friend. Could it be yours?
December 18th 2006 2:49 pm
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Happy holidays, everyone! My foster family has been very busy making their list, checking it twice and finding out who’s been naughty or nice. Foster Mom says I’ve been a very good boy. Foster Dad says I’m one of the sweetest dogs they’ve ever fostered. That means I’ll get some treats and toys in my stocking! But I hope Santa Paws will give me what I really want for Christmas: a home of my own. Could it be yours?
Over the weekend, we went to Foster Grandparents’ house for an early Christmas dinner. We got to play with toys, eat yummy treats and take photos in front of the decorated tree. I liked the shiny ornaments but even though they looked like fun objects to play with, I just sniffed them. After posing for my formal holiday portrait (look how serious I can be!), Foster Mom put those reindeer antlers on me for fun. I didn’t mind at all because everyone said I was so adorable. Aren’t I cute? Foster Grandma said I was a very well-behaved guest and Foster Grandpa said I was welcome to come over anytime. Awesome!
All the snow melted, so that was a bummer. The nice thing about warmer weather is that we get to go out more often. Lately, I’ve gotten really close to Darby and Jolie, the Dalmatians. They are the youngest dogs in the pack and like to play tug with the Jolly Ball on a rope and the Triangle Udder Tug. Sometimes, if they’re playing together, I’ll lightly nip their rear ends and bark until they let me join in on the fun! If I get too wound up, my foster brother Desoto will remind me that I need to settle down. Even though I’m bigger than everybody, I have learned to respect my elders.
The other day, Foster Dad went to the butcher and picked out some raw meaty bones for each of us. We chewed on our special bones for an hour and I dug out a lot of the tasty marrow with my tongue. My teeth were super sparkly clean after all that chomping!
Foster Sis Shelby and I still go for regular walks along the river. Recently, we saw another deer, bunnies, squirrels and tiny woodpeckers. I am very curious about all the wildlife but I don’t like to stray too far from the pack. In fact, Foster Dad observed that I have grown quite attached to my foster dog siblings and that I would be really lonely if I was an only dog. So if you have a playful dog who needs a friend, I’m the Big Puppy for you!
After I finish writing this, I’m going to lay down at Foster Mom’s feet and dream of a white Christmas.