SAD :-(

Today, I had to go to the doctor's office to get an ultrasound...They shaved my belly and it tickled a little bit but I had to get it done because I am having a hard time going 'pee pee'.
It usually takes me under a minute to sniff and check out the spot that I want to pee and finish. But lately, it takes a really long time. So my mom took me for the ultrasound.
When my mom came to pick me up, she had to talk with the doctor and then I got to go home.
Mom said that I have a tumor in my prostate and bladder. It has already plugged up the left side of the bladder where the left kindey is connected. This is why I am having such a difficult time trying to pee.
Mom got me some new medicine. She said that it will help me pee better. I hope it works. My arthritis in my hip is killing me...lol.

I don't know why everybody around me seems very sad.

I'm still smiling - it is such a beautiful day outside. I would go out and smell the grass (and eat some too) and then check out all the spots where the other dogs went, but I'm tired so I'm going to lie down and rest a bit. I get tired so easily these days.

I wonder if the white dog across the street will bark and wake me up again in the morning - when the two Sharpei pups go by really fast on their morning walk in front of the house?

Zzz...

Howzit Going?

It's been such a long time that I wrote in my diary...
So many things have happened and so many things that I want to say but I can't remember them all.
I must be getting old. Mmom has to give me medicine two times a day. She said that the medicine works like magic. I used to get seisures but I haven't had one in years. That is good because I don't like seisures. They make me feel dizzy and really tired. Yuck~!
I can't go up and down the stairs fast anymore, either.
My hip has developed arthritis and even though my head is telling me "hurry, hurry," my legs won't go fast and it sometimes makes my hip ache, too.
Mom is very patient. She knows that I can't get up in a snap from the down position like before. She pets me and tells me that I am a good boy. I like that.

Howlidayz!

Hmm...mom has gotten so many yummy smelling things from the store but I haven't seen any of it come my way. (I wonder if the cat got any - knowing how sneaky the cat can be sometimes.)
I saw a miniature house that was wrapped in see-through paper. Mom said it was a gingerbread house for the Dogster and Catster folks. I love gingerbread! I wanted to sniff the gingerbread inside but it was difficult. I couldn't get my nose inside. Mom got mad at me and said that I was messing up the present and put the gingerbread house on top of the shelf. (sigh) It's not fair. Howlidayz are such a tease. I can smell all of the yummy things but when am I going to get my paws on any of them?
Oops, I spoke too soon. Mom just came in with a gingerbread man shaped doggy treat! Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Let me dance around it a bit before I devour it. I love the howlidayz. I wish it was howlidayz all the time.
Happy howlidayz to you! Hope you get lots 'n lots of yummy treats!

Oh No!

Something happened but I can't remember what it was. My body and my face started to get tight - I wasn't able to stand up any more and my teeth were showing and I couldn't do anything about it. Mom said I had a seizure. I don't know what a seizure is but I don't think that I liked it. It wipes me out afterwards and it takes a long time for me to get my barings back.
Now I have to take medicine for the seizures - 2 times a day! (I like my medicine because it is special. Ruff ruff, it is cheese medicine!)
After I take my anti-inflammatory meds, I get my food. When I'm done eating my food, I get my seizure meds. Then mom likes to try to brush my teeth. I don't see why I need to brush my teeth but mom insists. She uses a finger brush and toothpaste (tastes pretty good for toothpaste) but it feels weird when she tries to brush my teeth. Mom tells me that I won't have dog breath if I brush my teeth but, hey, who wants to have "cat breath" anyways. Gosh mom, I don't see you trying to brush the cat's teeth. Oh well, mom is cool so I let her have her way a little bit. She said I was a good boy and rubbed my belly. It felt good.

Ruff, Ruff for Cheese!

Whoever invented cheese, ruff-ruff for them! It's the best thing in the whole world. I don't know why it tastes so good, but I can eat anything if there is cheese on it! My mom won't give me a lot of cheese, but I get to have my cheese once a day - mom calls it "cheese medicine" time . I will do sit, down, shake-hands, speak, jump-jump and nose-touch just to get that one little piece of cheese. I wish everything was made out of cheese.

Why?! I Smell Good - Like a Dog Should!

I keep on hearing mom tell me that I need a bath... but I don't.
Dad says I smell like a dog - duh, do I look like the cat?
I think I smell great! I can lie on the carpet and roll around and everybody will know that I was there! Isn't that totally cool? (My mom doesn't think so.)
Why would I want to smell like "Green Apples" or like "Lavender" or "Citrus Shine"? Heck, I don't think I know any dog who wants to smell like a fruit or something blooming in the garden...
I tried my best to wipe it off on the sofa and on the bed shams in Mom and Dad's bedroom but I still smell like a basket of "clean" laundry...yuck!
Mom aready caught me trying to roll around on the backyard lawn, I swear there was something that smelled terribly yummy out there, and she chased me away from it and made me go inside.
I don't get it. If I were supposed to smell like a fruit, I would be an apple, a raspberry or a lemon by now, not a dog!
(Wait till I get back at the beach again, I'm going to roll in some of that stinky seaweed stuff !)
Ruff Ruff - gotta go sniff out something good!

Ouch! 9/27/04

Wow, yesterday was the first day I got to go to the beach in a hundred years...or so it seemed. The salty air smelled the same and the sand felt the same under my paws but I couldn't wait to get into the water! My mom was calling my name but I couldn't help run towards the water - except, instead of splashing into the waves, I fell off of a 20ft cliff. Luckly, there were no rocks at the bottom - just sand!
That was scary. I think I scared my mom more than anyone.
After my fall, I had to go straight back to the car. We arrived at home but I couldn't get out of the car: my back legs weren't working right. So we rushed to the Emergency Vet Clinic. I had my vitals checked right away and also had to stay over night. They gave me something to make the pain go away and I fell asleep so I can't remember much after that. Next thing I know, I'm going home with my mom and she seemed happy to see me - she doesn't know how happy I was to see her and get into that car!
I guess my x-rays show that there was no internal bleeding nor broken bones from my fall. However, they did find that I have a bit of arthritis developing on my hips. I guess I'm not as young as I thought I was...