January 8th 2008 1:10 pm
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I haven’t been able to woof as much as I would like the past few weeks. Why? That’s a LONG story that I won’t get into. However, if you must know you can read about it on My Blog: Chissy’s Girls in the latest entry titled Computer Mishap.
I called this entry Scary Times Have Come and Gone because that’s exactly what the past few days have been for me.
Let me start from the beginning.......
Friday afternoon I was helping Mommy with chores around the house.
helping = getting in the way and causing mischief
Mommy was in her room putting away the laundry when I came bounding into the room, jumped on the bed and did my happy dance with my squeaky AirDog tennis ball in my mouth. I dropped it on the bed and barked at Mommy, “Let’s play! Throw the ball! Throw the ball! THROW THE BALL!!!!”
She grabbed the ball and I trembled with excitement, my eyes glued to the ball in her hand. “THROW THE BALL!!” I pleaded.
Mommy launched the ball out the door and into the hallway. I flew from the bed and after it. “FETCH! FETCH!! FETCH!!!,” I woofed as I chased after and retrieved my most prized and sacred possession. I ran back into the bedroom, leapt onto the bed with my chest puffed out as much as I could make it, so proud of my perfect demonstration of ‘fetch’. I dropped the ball and looked to Mommy. “AGAIN!!!!!”
Again she grabbed my ball and tossed it for me. We repeated this over and over again. I’m certain Mommy must have been nauseous from throwing my ball so much. BOL BOL BOL
The last time she threw the ball and I came back with my prize on her bed, she looked at me with a look of concern on her face and gave me the “drop down” command which means something is going on because she wants me to freeze. I dropped down on the bed and she grabbed me and started looking at me all over.
What had happened was that she noticed a smear of blood on the bed comforter. She looked me over and noticed that I was bleeding from my paw.
Mommy held me and wouldn’t let me go. “Mommy let me go please, I want to play more fetch.” I tried to wiggle my way free, but she wouldn’t let go. UGH! I wiggled and wiggled, but I couldn’t get free.
At this point she called in reinforcement... Uncle Matthew.
She instructed him to get a towel from the closet and bring it right away. In came Uncle Matthew with the towel. Mommy wrapped it around my paw. It was at this point that I realized that something was wrong with me so I stopped wiggling and let her do what she was going to to me ... surrender. She then told Uncle Matthew to get the First Aid kit and the phone. He did as he was told.
Mommy took the towel from my paw. The bleeding had slowed, but had not stopped yet. She took a good look at it. I heard her mumble to herself something about how had I managed to cut myself. Then she looked closer and exclaimed that I had a growth on my lower leg. She touched it and looked at me. She asked me if it hurt. It didn’t hurt. I didn’t even realize that it was there.
She then handed me to Uncle Matthew and asked him to hold me while she bandaged my paw. I sat still and allowed them to do whatever they were going to. I can be a good girl when I need to be. They bandaged my paw together and then she told Matthew to lay me on the bed while she called the Vet.
I laid there and listened intently to the one sided conversation she had with the Vet. She made an appointment for me first thing Saturday morning to have it looked at.
When she got off the phone she looked at me and said poor Nali. "WHAT! ?! I’m fine! I’ll even show you how fine I am! "
I jumped up and grabbed by ball and took off out of the room and into the hall. Mommy came after me demanding that I get back into bed and `take it easy`. UGH! I did as I was told.
Despite my pleading and numerous attempts to demonstrate that I was fine, Mommy didn’t buy it! So, I had to lay and be still all night! HUMFH! Not the exciting and fun filled night I had planned on having!
The next morning Mommy and I went in the truck to the Vet! I love going for rides in the truck and I also love to go visit Dr. M.. We got there and found out that Dr. M. had been promoted to a position at the emergency clinic. I was bummed that I couldn’t see her, but hay for her too.
I was escorted into the exam room by a tech who I didn’t really like too much. He asked Mommy all kinds of questions, looked me over, shoved that cold thing up my *ahem* butt *ahem* and then looked at the growth on my leg. I was not too impressed and glad when he left the room. I looked to Mommy and woofed at her, "Who’s that Chump? I don’t like him." She petted me and told me to clam down and be a good girl. *sigh*
Soon after, in came Dr. K.. She was nice enough. She petted me and told me I am a good girl. She then started to ask Mommy questions and examine me. She looked at the growth on my leg and told Mommy she had seen these many times. It’s a type of tumour!
I couldn’t believe what I just heard. I looked to Mommy. Her eyes were filling with tears. I put my paws on her shoulders and gave her a kiss. "It’s ok Mommy. I’ll get to the bottom of this..."
The Vet, whom I was now beginning to become sceptical of, told Mommy that she was 90% certain that it is benign. However, she said that we should do a cytology test to be sure. Mommy agreed to the test. She said to me that we have to be certain. Dr. K. Left the room and came back with reinforcements... the Chump and the tech lady that I usually see and love!
The Chump grabbed me and put me into a body lock! I squirmed and tried to get free but he wouldn’t let me go. Mommy touched me and told me; to settle and that it would be alright, that I just needed to stay still.
I did as I was told.
Dr. K. stuck a needle into the growth and tried to get a sample. I jumped, scratching the Chump in the process, and tried my hardest to break free. No dice! Mommy again soothed me and I settled. She stuck me again and this time got a sample. My poor growth started to bleed and bleed and bleed.
The nice tech lady took me and held me while she stopped the bleeding. She then bandaged my paw and gave me to Mommy... SAFETY!
Dr. K. told Mommy it would take a few days to get the cytology results back. In the meantime, she said we should treat the tumour as though it is benign. She gave her a steroid cream to put on my paw daily. She explained that if it is benign with a few months treatment that it may go away on its own and we could avoid surgery. The cream may work and it may not. She did stress that it would take at least 3-6 months. So she said treat it and let’s see what the results of the test are. Mommy agreed.
We walked out of the office and to the truck. Mommy put me in and climbed in beside me and started to cry. She held me and just cried. I kissed her. "I love you Mommy. It’s going to be ok. You’ll see. Have faith. I really do love you Mommy." I kissed her again and again trying to calm her and sooth her obviously broken heart.
We drove home in silence. I sat on her lap the whole way.
She then had to call Daddy and tell him when we got home (he had to work). More tears... on both ends of the phone. They were both devastated. Mommy and I sent the day snuggling in bed. I wanted to play with Starr and Faith, but I knew Mommy needed the warmth and comfort only I could provide her.
When Daddy came home, he picked me up and just held me... for a long time. He kept mumbling something into my fur, but it was too muffled for me to understand. "I love you Daddy."
Later in the evening Mommy showed Daddy how to change my bandages and showed him where exactly the tumour is and what it looks like so we can monitor it. I could tell it was hard for them.
In the days that followed Mommy and Daddy were obviously stressed and worried. I did my best to comfort them. I let them know that I love them. I also wanted to show them that I am fine, so I played with Starr and Faith and played with all my toys...... business as usual!
Honestly, other than having this tumour on my leg and it being bandaged, you would never know anything was wrong with me. I’m not in ain and it’s not brining me down. Like I said, it’s business as usual! I’m fine!!!
Last night (Monday night), just as we were walking out the door to go to doggy school ...I’m fine tuning my skills so I can do my CGC (Canine Good Citizen) testing... the phone rang. It was Dr. K.. Mommy couldn’t handle it so she gave the phone to Daddy. Dr. K. gave Daddy the best news ever. The tumour is benign. THANK DOG!
She explained to Daddy that we should continue to treat it with the steroid cream for a period of 3-6 months to see if it will subside or go away on it’s own. After that time period we will revisit it and decide whether or not surgery is needed.
Daddy hung up the phone kissed Mommy grabbed me and we had a group hug. I was kinda confused, but loving the attention and love! BOL Mommy then said that I was going to be ok and I clued in.
So, now here I am! Outta the woods. Cancer free!
I have to keep my leg bandaged for the next 3-6 months and have it changed and cream applied every day but that sure is better than having cancer and going through surgery!
PHEW!!!!
...thankful and blessed...
December 10th 2007 8:33 am
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Christmas Tag is here!
I was taged by Mimi
Here are the Rules:
Because it's Christmastime there are are changes to the rules. Each player needs to write a short note to Santa Paws and list 5 things on their Christmas list this year. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary and their letter with 5 requests. Then choose 5 pups to tag and list their names. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they have been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play. AND... since it's Christmastime give them each 5 bones or treats.
My Letter:
Dear Santa Paws.
Hi Big Guy. I'm Denali and let's not pretend here... I have NOT been a good girl. In fact, as you can probably see, I am like #1 on your naughty list! I'll admit that I've done some things that have "put me in the dog house" BOL and I continue to do them. What can I say? It's so much fun being naughty! I'm never bored... *winks* So, Big Guy, if you can apreciate the fact that I'm an honest pup here are 5 things I would like for Christmas:
1. TREATS! I ♥ treats I would really like some freeze dried liver - YUM
2. TOYS! Can never have too many! I ♥ balls, so more of them would be great!
3. I would really like a new PURPLE bomber jacket and maybe some matching boots
4. Blinkie for my collar so Mommy knows where I am when it's getting dark
5. Finally ... a Christmas wish granted for all the pups in need
Thank you for taking time to read my note, Santa Paws and remember... I WAS HONEST WITH YA!
♥ Denali (Chissy's Devious Denali)
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I'm Tagging:
1. Molly
2. Dancing Coconut Kisses
3. Benny
4. Peanut
5. Kiki
December 10th 2007 6:12 am
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Christmas Tag is here!
I was taged by Gizmo
Here are the Rules:
Because it's Christmastime there are are changes to the rules. Each player needs to write a short note to Santa Paws and list 5 things on their Christmas list this year. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary and their letter with 5 requests. Then choose 5 pups to tag and list their names. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they have been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play. AND... since it's Christmastime give them each 5 bones or treats.
My Letter:
Dear Santa Paws.
Hi Big Guy. I'm Denali and let's not pretend here... I have NOT been a good girl. In fact, as you can probably see, I am like #1 on your naughty list! I'll admit that I've done some things that have "put me in the dog house" BOL and I continue to do them. What can I say? It's so much fun being naughty! I'm never bored... *winks* So, Big Guy, if you can apreciate the fact that I'm an honest pup here are 5 things I would like for Christmas:
1. TREATS! I ♥ treats I would really like some freeze dried liver - YUM
2. TOYS! Can never have too many! I ♥ balls, so more of them would be great!
3. I would really like a new PURPLE bomber jacket and maybe some matching boots
4. Blinkie for my collar so Mommy knows where I am when it's getting dark
5. Finally ... a Christmas wish granted for all the pups in need
Thank you for taking time to read my note, Santa Paws and remember... I WAS HONEST WITH YA!
♥ Denali (Chissy's Devious Denali)
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I'm Tagging:
1. Jackson
2. Beatrix
3. Mia
4. Baylee
5. Scrappie Dew
December 5th 2007 5:58 am
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You are all such wonderful pals! I am so touched by all the pretty rosettes and gifts full of beautiful pictures and kind words. You all went out of your way to make my woofday so special and memorable. You are the bestest friends a girl could ever have! I love you all! ♥
Thank you each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart. I am blessed to have you all in my life.
♥ Denali, touched beyond words
November 29th 2007 7:27 am
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On the first day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
The Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the second day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the third day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the sixth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the seventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Seven scraps of wrapping paper
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the eighth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Eight tiny reindeer fragments
Seven scraps of wrapping paper
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the ninth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
My wreath in nine pieces
Eight tiny reindeer fragments
Seven scraps of wrapping paper
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the tenth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Ten Christmas cards I shoulda mailed
My wreath in nine pieces
Eight tiny reindeer fragments
Seven scraps of wrapping paper
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the Christmas tree.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
Eleven unwrapped presents
Ten Christmas cards I shoulda mailed
My wreath in nine pieces
Eight tiny reindeer fragments
Seven scraps of wrapping paper
Six yards of soggy ribbon
Five chewed-up stockings
Four broken window candles
Three punctured ornaments
Two leaking bubble lights
And the Santa topper from the
Christmas tree.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my puppy gave to me:
A dozen puppy kisses
And I forgot all about the other eleven days.
November 29th 2007 6:17 am
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Dear Santa Paws,
I'm not going to sit her and pretend to be a good girl when I clearly have not. I've done many bad things this year and plan to do more before the year is through. I'm sure Mommy and my sisters could write a list a mile long off all the not so nice things I've done. Mommy gets mad because I teach my sisters bad things. She yells when I help myself to a snack off the counter or in the garbage - I was hungry. She scolds me when I gather toilet paper, newpaper and any thing soft to add to my bed which is becoming a nest. She gets frustrated when I "don't listen". It's not that I don't listen, I'm just demonstrating my free will and independence. Mommy says I'm bad when I open presents that are meant for my friends, but I think they should be for me. She gets embarassed when I bring the contents of the bathroom garbage to the living room as welcoming gifts for guests. She screams when I try to eat dinner at the table with her and Daddy and sometimes company. I didn't know the chicken wasn't for me too. My sisters get mad when I take their toys and hide them in a safe place. They don't like when I take all the food. Do they not understand that I am trying to help them watch their girlish figures. They get frustrated when I hog the bed and blankies. And I think they're jealous becuase I'm smarter than they are.
Oh Santa Paws, I've been a very naughty puppy. I like being naughty - it's fun! Mommy and my sisters can't say that I'm borring and don't provied hours of entertainment. I'm me Santa Paws. There's no changing who I am. And remember this as you go over your list ... at least I'm honest ♥
So, if you can find it in your heart to leave a naughty puppy something nice, I would apreciate it. I'm hoping for a moo tube or 2 or 3 or 4 or 10! I love them and we can't get them where I live.
Sincerely,
a naughty, but honest, puppy,
♥Denali♥
November 20th 2007 8:56 am
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I was tagged by Jackson
Here are the rules:
Because it’s Thanksgiving time, there is a change to the rules. Each player needs to tell seven special things they are thankful for. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary and their 7 things. Then choose 7 pups to tag and list their names. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they have been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play.
Seven Things I’m Thankful For:
1. I am thankful for my Mommy and Daddy
2. I am thankful to have loving puppy sisters, Starr, Faith, Aurora and my kittie sister Savana
3. I am thankful for my PIMPIN' boyfriend, Simba
4. I am thankful for my PAWSOME pals!
5. I am thankful to get to go to the dog park and run free
6. I am thankful that I have so many nice things (toys, beds, clothes, etc)
7. I am thankful to just be here!!
I'm tagging:
1 Dylan
2 Buddy
3 Smilin' Penny Poop
4 Esperanza
5 Josie
6 Gizmo
7 Sassy Girl
November 16th 2007 6:56 am
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I was tagged by Minnie Hidalgo
Here are the rules:
Because it’s Thanksgiving time, there is a change to the rules. Each player needs to tell seven special things they are thankful for. Tagged dogs must post the rules in their diary and their 7 things. Then choose 7 pups to tag and list their names. Let them know by pawmail or rosette that they have been tagged and to read your diary for the instructions on how to play.
Seven Things I’m Thankful For:
1. I am thankful for my Mommy and Daddy
2. I am thankful to have loving puppy sisters, Starr, Faith, Aurora and my kittie sister Savana
3. I am thankful for my PIMPIN' boyfriend, Simba
4. I am thankful for my PAWSOME pals!
5. I am thankful to get to go to the dog park and run free
6. I am thankful that I have so many nice things (toys, beds, clothes, etc)
7. I am thankful to just be here!!
I'm tagging:
1 Pooh - Angel
2 Lexy
3 Raven NPC
4 Bella Felice
5 Teddi Sue
6 Oreo
7 Jumpin' Jack Flash Red
June 25th 2007 8:59 am
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((((((((((_AGILITY!!!!!!_)))))))))))
Mommy got this agility starter kit which included: weave polls, a tunnel and a high jump bar.
Yes, Mommy is hoping to get me invoulved in some sort of activity and she thinks agility is going to be the one!!!! I think Mommy's a little NUTS!!!
She saw the kit at the petstore before leaving for the cottage this past weekend and thought how great it would be to play with at the cottage. Something about training and bonding experience....??? Who knows what she thinks!
So, out it come Saturday afternoon at the cottage and I'm just looking at it like WHAT?!?!?!?!?
Then out come the cookies and I'm like OK I'M IN!!!!
...I'M REALLY IN!!!!!!!!!!...
So I go through the tunnel like a PRO - Mommy threw a cookie through it and I went after it like wildfire! Mommy does it again!
...COOKIE!!!!!!!...
I shoot through the tunnel.
This results in Mommy picking me up and praising me like nobody's business!
...I like this Agility thing!!...
She puts me down and says let's try the jump. I look at it (and her) like NO WAY! She shows me the cookie and tries to bribe me to jump........
NO!
I'm SMARTER!!!!
I go UNDER the bar!
hahahaha
NO COOKIE!!!
...BOOOO...
Mommy lowers the bar and asks again for me to go over......
NO!
I'm SMARTER!!!!!
I go UNDER the bar!
hahahaha
NO COOKIE!!!
...BOOOOOOO...
The bar goes down to a level to which I can step over it and most definietly can NOT go under.
hummmm....
Mommy asks again for me to go over the bar...???
Hummmm.....
NO!
I'm SMARTER!!!!
I go AROUND the bar!
hahahaha
Mommy laughs and gives me 3 cookies!!!!
We move on to the weave polls. Mommy brings out a yummy cookie. She leads me through the polls using the cookies and I do it like PRO! I get a cookie. We do it again and I weave again like I've been doing this ALL my life ... allthewhile thinking:
. o O (cookie ... cookie ... cookie)
Again... I'm a pro. Mommy gives me 2 cookies and scoops me up and tells me I'm the best agility dog in the whole world! Now, I know this is an obvious overexageration, but hey! I LOVE IT!
So, Mommy says there is a night class in Ajax for Agility and that we might sign up for a class real soon because Mommy is certain that she has found my "calling" BOL
...CRAZY MOMMY!!!!...
She says we just need to work on my commands (sit, stay, come, etc.) when other dogs are around becuause I am so easily distracted.
Which is true.
BUT...... I have been getting better since Mommy has been taking me to the conservation area. So Mommy says we are going to work on my manners over the summer then join a class real soon.
EXCITING and FUN, huh?!?!?!?!?!?
June 20th 2007 6:08 am
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So last night Mommy took me to our NEW favourite place to play: Greenwood Conservation Area. There is a LEGAL offleash dog park there to run and play in. Me, Mommy and Starr met Simba there at 730am *eyes buldge out of head* last Sunday morning where our new friend Lynda and her Grate Danes Jack and Jill showed us around.
Anyway, Mommy decided that this would be the safest place to train me offleash since it's in the middlw of nowhere and is just natural green space and forest. See.... I'm a good girl when I runn offleash with other well behaved dogs such as Simba, but I DO NOT listen when I'm on my own. In fact, I run away and have done so NUMEROUS times.
So, Mommy thought she would take a chance and go work with me there. She messaged Simba's Mommy to come, but they couldn't cuz Simba was hurt (his Mommy cut his kwik - oops). So off we went at about 830pm. It was a little wet and mucky because it had rained all day so there were no other dogs, but we still had fun. So, we got there and Mommy let me out of the truck on my leash and we walked over to the trail that leads to the open dog area. This trail is a little long so we walked down it a little way before Mommy crossed her fingers, said a prayer and let me FREE! Well.... I surprised her. I never ventured more than 15ft away in any direction and I came when called (because Mommy showed me treats). Mommy said this was a first to do this on my own. We got to the open area and I unleashed some major zoomies in the open area. It was so much fun. I was zooming around when all of a sudden I noticed that Mommy disappeared. I ran back to where she was standing and she was gone. I looked left. I looked right. I panicked! Mommy left me!!!!! WAAAAA!!!!!! I started to pace back and forth and shake then I saw her hiding behind a bush laughing at me. :( I ran over and jumped on her and gave her BIG kisses and told her NEVER to do that again. She just looked at me and said "now you know how I feel when you run away". I guess we had a moment. So, we played some more until it was getting dark. Then we walked the long trail back to the truck. Mommy didn't like that too much cuz with all the brush along the narrow trail with many small hills up and down she couldn't really see me. BOL But she said she knew I was ok because I would only go so far then stop and wait for her. She could hear the tags on my collar and know if I was moving or still. Smart Mommy, huh? *winks*
So..... that's the tail of Mommy saying DENALI YOU WERE SUCH A GOOD GIRL AND I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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