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Likes: Toys, people food, drinking from the bathtub faucet, chewing on pens
Pet-Peeves: When her people are too busy to play, or they decide to "take a stand" and not give her people food, or don't get to the bathroom quick enough to turn on the faucet, or pens are taken away from her. And people who aren't instantly enamoured with her...
Favorite Toy: Tug-tug, her Giant Tennis ball, Lamby, Monsta, pretty much anything she can throw on our laps or feet and use to convince us to play with her instead of getting ready for work.
Favorite Food: Whatever the nearest living thing is currently eating or drinking.
Favorite Walk: Everywhere
Best Tricks: Sit, Hugs and Bring me a toy. She is also learning to do weight pull, but we're taking that one slow.
Arrival Story: Lily was rescued from a puppy mill when she was very young. She was slated to be killed as she was born deaf. We went to the local pet store which hosts a rescue event most weekends. The Saturday we went and the Midwest Boston Terrier Rescue Society had set up their table was one of the most important days in our lives; we met Lilly. She outshone every dog there and played with me. When my husband asked if he could hold her she curled up against his chest and fell asleep. She was just the tiniest little thing! After much discussion we decided we had to have this dog in our family and give her the best possible life she could have. We adopted her on December 10th of 2005 and opted to drop the second "l," and thus we became the doting puppy parents of Lily.
Bio: Lily was diagnosed with juvenile cataracts in November, 2006. We worked with an opthamologist who determined that she also has degenerating retinas, probably causing the cataracts in the first place. She currently can't see in low light, but gets around pretty well in well-lit areas. Her cataracts have progressed to the point where she can only see about four feet away. Everything: her unusual coloring, her deafness, her soon-to-be blindness, are all due to the negligence of puppy mill breeders.
But she is a happy girl. We are currently working to teach her to use a vibrating collar to signal to "Come" and working on various "tap" signs to replace the hand signals she knows. She gets along well with most other dogs, though as her vision fades she seems more fearful of large dogs. She is the most playful pup, and the goofiest. She likes to lie on her back and wriggle from side to side and also sit up on her butt and spin in circles while trying to lick her nose. I've said she is a good dog; but I've never said she is a sane one.
Forums Motto: Our delicate little flower
The Groups I'm In: *Michigan PupPals*, :=: :=: Pawspot (Please come to our new group!), Blind Dogs & The People Who Love Them, Boston Terrier Lovers!, Deaf But Not Dumb, Greater Lansing Dogs, Mismarked Bostons? Pish posh, Molly Inspires Foundation, Pets With Disabilities, Pullin' Pups, West Michigan Canines, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~
The Last Forum I Posted In: Friends of UP Dog Parks--new group forming (in MI)
Favorite Game: Stick! I love playing stick! Basically, my Mom or Dad run around holding a stick and I try to grab it. I have been know to jump chin-height in the quest for Stick.
The day started out a little bad. Basically, I kept blinking my right eye funny and wouldn't open it all the way. Mom was freaking out because she was worried I was having complications over a year after cataract surgery. Dad was practical and examined my eye for hair or dust or anything. Then he rinsed my eye a bit and it seemed better.
After our morning walk, though, Mom still thought I was blinking too much and insisted Dad call my opthomologist for a check-up. He did, and it turned out there was a cancellation and they had a slot open in the afternoon. He made the appointment.
In the waiting room I was a little bad. Every now and then I would bark and Dad says that whenever I barked I would set this scotty dog to barking for like ten minutes! He says it's lucky I couldn't hear the scotty dog, or else the lobby would have never known a moment's peace.
The opthomologist said that my eyes were fine, and that I didn't even need medication for them anymore or anything! By the time of the appointment my blinky eye was completely better, turns out Mom was worried for nothing. :) But I was overdue for a recheck, anyway, so yey Mom and Dad! :) Now I just have to have my recheck with internal medicine. I don't like those rechecks as much, I don't get to go anywhere or be petted by new people. Mom just follows me first thing in the morning and tries to catch my pee in a big spoon, which Dad then takes away. Definately not as fun as my opthomology checkups. ;)
Still nothing conclusive for Lily. The doctors suspect chronic kidney disease but they still haven't ruled out infection or something she got into. We have to take her back for tests in a few weeks, but in the meantime she has to be on a special diet. There is no cure for chronic kidney disease, you can only hope to slow it's progression with diet.
She's on these low-protein, low-phosphorus canned foods. I feel kind of bad because all her life I've been feeding her this premium, high protein food and apparently that would be like the worst thing I could do if her kidneys are failing. The vets gave us three kinds to try. Two of them were unremarkable, but the Purina one did not treat her, or the rest of the household, so well. She was very stinky. :(
I also have to add water to her food, one of the problems with kidney disease is that a dog will not drink enough water to flush out the stuff building up in the kidneys. So Lily gets to have soup for every meal. Imagine a bowl of water with canned dog food mixed in and a few bits of kibble floating on top. Yeah, it's pretty much the grossest thing you've ever seen in your life. ;)
In order to be diagnosed with chronic kidney disease, she would have to have the same abnormal test results for three months. We don't know what the future holds, but we'll do everything we can for her.
Mom got my test results on Friday- negative for Addison's. She'd breathe a sigh of relief except that the doctors are still worried about me and suggested I have more tests done with their internal medicine department. They suspect something is wrong with my kidney's. I haven't had anything bad occur since last Monday, but my pawrents still want me to have more tests done. Hopefully I'll know what happened by the end of this week. :)
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