January 7th 2014 4:38 pm
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This morning, when it was still super cold out (around -12), I asked Geordie if he wanted me to put his coat on him before we went outside. He said yes and actually stood still for me to put it on him. When I opened the door, he flew outside and pooped right away. (Trust me, that is a rarity for him!) Then this evening, he came to me again, asking to go out. I asked him about wanting to wear his coat, and he said yes. (His fur still isn't very thick after losing so much of it to his allergies. Baldie!) So, I took him out, and he ran across the snow to do a big pee. Afterwards, I tried to get him to come inside right away, but he said no. This usually means he has to poo, so I tried to walk him around a bit. Unfortunately, it was too cold for him, and he started to curl up into a ball. You can see the pain on his little face when this happens! I grabbed the nearest paw to see if it needed to be thawed, but it wasn't icy like they usually are when he cringes like this. I tried to get him to run for the house again, but he kept saying that he had to poo. Oh dear! My poor guy had to go, but he couldn't stand to be on the ground to do it! I finally picked him up and brought him back inside. My thought was to warm him up until he could go out quickly and take care of business. Then I remembered those boots I bought him a long time ago. I asked if he wanted "socks", and he said yes, so I dug them out. He actually didn't fight me when I put them on him, and when we went outside, he acted as if he were totally comfortable. He walked around a little while, then he did his business, then he did that scratch dance thing. He didn't want to come in right away because he wanted to bark at a neighbor's car. What a difference it made when my boy was warm! Thank heavens it isn't going to be this cold again tomorrow. We should be able to go back to our normal, wardrobe routine.
December 26th 2013 1:35 pm
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Geordie, oh Geordie! That boy is unbelievable. He helped himself to all of the presents that he could find that smelled like they should be his. He would play with each to for a while, then run to the tree to find another. Finally he settled on one and chewed it until he de-squeakered it. What really made me laugh was the gift he rejected. Knowing how he likes to open packages, I wrapped up some new toothpaste I got him. I know it isn't exciting, but he does so like to tear gift paper. I figured he would enjoy the opening process. As soon as he realized it was toothpaste and not a toy or food, he stopped unwrapping and gave me the Stink Eye! He wouldn't touch it again, and instead went and helped himself to another toy. He is so much like a little kid. When they are babies, they don't quite understand Christmas, and you have to help them unwrap things. The next year, they understand more, and they get excited and participate in Christmas activities. The next year, you can barely get them to sit down for the whole month of December because they are wound up thinking of presents and goodies! That is Geordie now. He knows what a Christmas tree is. He knows that things wrapped in gift paper are for him. (I tried using newspaper to wrap his stuff, but it has the wrong smell, and he won't touch it.) More so now than when he was little, he loves opening his gifts and playing with each toy. The expression "As excited as a kid at Christmas" should be replaced with "As excited as a pup at Christmas!" My puppy sure was excited. And so much fun to watch!
October 8th 2013 12:07 pm
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Although it started out easy, this year's Fall allergy season is turning out to be a rough one for Geordie. I know he is itchy despite me trying to soothe his skin and feed him healthy supplements, but I am reluctant to take him to the vet. I don't think I can handle the expense of allergy shots, and I worry about them recommending steroids for him. I keep hoping that whatever plant is bothering him would just die already.
For now, I feel like I have lost my little boy. Normally, Geordie is opinionated and loves to do tricks for food. He gets the zoomies at night and runs and barks indoors. He loves long walks where he can pee on weeds....but the Geordie I have now is nothing like that. He wants his Benedryl so that he gets some itching relief. However, whenever he takes it, it makes him sleepy. He won't do tricks. Often he skips meals. All he wants to do is sleep or have me scratch his back. I can't blame him, but I do miss my lively little boy. Soon enough, he will be a senior dog, and I will expect these sorts of things. Now, while he is still young, I wish I had my boy back.