January 17th 2010 4:39 pm
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I'm so embarrassed Mom and Dad still have to move me with the towel otherwise I can only drag myself. Mom said to think of myself as I'm the Queen of Sheba and my two attentive slaves carry me everywhere.
So the pain pills did not help me walk. Mom talked to the doctor today and they started me on prednizone. Mom's nervous about the side effects, but we'll just have to take it one day at a time and hope for the best.
The Bostonians knew before Mom and Dad that something was amiss. They've been sniffing at my backside all week. They are smart little pups.
So I'm in this drug induced stupor, and the silver lining is that Mom is getting me special treats. Oh yeah. I can handle that. I'm hanging in there, looking as gorgeous as always.
January 16th 2010 8:01 am
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I'm 13 now and my legs just aren't cooperating. Mom says I have deteriorated this week and they took me to the doctor yesterday. I could hardly make my back legs work and I kept collapsing. So off I went to the Vet. It was awful. They took a lot of tests and some xrays. The bright spot was that the people that work there are so nice to me. One guy kept coming back when he wasn't busy to give me pets and scritches. I enjoyed that.
The Dr. showed Mom and Dad the xrays. Something about my hip displaysia getting worse and a possible compressed disk and something about my spine. They sent me home with pain pills saying that should help. Mom wanted me to stay in last night but I wasn't having it, so she was up every 3 hours coming out to check on me. My legs still aren't behaving but I try to move a little every now and then. My goal is to make it to the sunny spot this morning. Mom tried to help move me but I told her to back off, I want to do this on my own. Mom's worried because I'm not eating much either. I think if I just chill out in the sun I'll feel better. I'm not giving up yet.
December 18th 2009 2:52 pm
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I 'm having the best month. Us Huskies love this weather. Mom gets worried that I'll get cold outside, but then she looks out and I'll be laying in a snowbank with my legs open because I'm so warm.
Some days I'd like to go in just to see what's going on, but the scary Priscilla is in there and she's not always nice to me. But I don't blame her, she has a history of big dogs scaring her.
So, my friends Jaime and Jason came all the way from North Dakota to see little ol me. Their pet name for me is "Stinky". I don't know why but I sure do love them. I saw Jason come through the back gate and I couldn't believe my eyes. I ran to the side door thinking that he was still living here and he would take me upstairs to the kitchen like he used to. So I had to be content with throwing myself at him downstairs. I was in heaven. Then Aunt Jamie came too. It was the best day. When they finally had to leave, I positioned myself on the porch watching the back gate, willing them to come back again. It was a grand day.
October 27th 2009 7:51 pm
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Mom put new straw in my kennel and new blankies for my old bones. She sure takes good care of me. I just went to the vet for my 6 month checkup and he said I'm doing great. I'm 13 and have some arthritis in my back legs, but other than that I'm really healthy.
Even Priscilla has been nice to me lately. And Mom gave me good news today. My two favorite people Jaime and Jason are coming to visit me in December. Can life get any better?
August 2nd 2009 10:09 am
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Well Mom is very surprised. She said I don't smell real bad anymore.. After my encounter with the skunk, she thought I would smell really foul for months. I'm in no means daisy fresh as I like to stay outside most of the time, but Mom says I can come in the house any time now. I'm just my normal stinky self. I slept in last night, just because I could.
It's a quiet day. Dad's golfing (of course) and Mom was going to spend the whole day with us, but had to run to work for a bit as there was a problem with the computers. She's back now, so we're all having our afternoon nap. We always seem to sleep better knowing Mom is around. I have the best spot underneath the shrub roses. I can see what's going on and no one knows where I am except Mom of course. She always keeps an eye on me. She said that's a great place to lay as maybe the scent of the roses will linger on me.
Hey I've got a question, what's the deal with Boston Terriers - do they all have crooked bottom teeth or is just my siblings. When they smile, it's scary.
Gotta go. Nap time.
July 20th 2009 6:58 pm
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I can't believe they got me again. Those cute little critters that look kind of like cats and have a white stripe on their back. I was minding my own business sleeping in the house underneath the fan when I had the urge to go outside for just a moment to relieve myself. I woke up Dad and he let me out and then he went back to bed. Wait a minute, I wanted to come back in and lay by the fans, but dear old Dad left me out there. I had barely sauntered back to my kennel when the little kitty came into the yard. Of course being the perfect hostess, I had to go say hi. Well I must have startled the kitty because he turned tail and the most gosh awful smell was all over me. What's that saying, fool me once shame on you, fool me twice shame on me. This happened a couple of years ago and we live in the city.
Well when Mom got up at 4:00 she smelled it through the open window and was so glad that I had spent the night indoors. She opened the back door to see how bad it was and there I was on the back porch in all my stinkyness. Oh the embarassment. At this point I really needed a hug but Mom backed up really fast, told me she loved me and shut the door.
As Mom had to take Grandma to the doctor that morning it was up to dear old Dad to try to deskunk me. Mom looked on the internet and came up with the hydrogen peroxide/baking soda/dish soap formula, gave it to Dad and said to throw out all my bedding. So mean old Dad corraled me in the kennel and went to work. Of course I was incensed and when Dad had done I hid under the rose bushes. Just try to get me in here Dad.
It's been 3 days and I still reek but not as bad as that first day. Mom said it will take a couple of months to get back to just my normal stinky self. So alas, I'm banned from the house until Mom can't smell it any more. She has a very keen nose. She bought me some cologne - which I try to avoid.
Mom told me I'm going to have to be much more particular about my friends.
February 22nd 2009 3:46 pm
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Just when I think Mom loves the Bostonians more than me, she surprises me. She took me for a walk today. Just me. I was over the moon. Mom works very hard and usually gets home when it's dark and with going to grandma's a lot and everything she's always doing something. She had a million things to do today but she took the time to take me for a walk today. I love my Mom.
Now my Dad is another story. I love him dearly but all I ever get is a scratch behind the ear and about 10 minutes of his time. Dad is laid off so he's home every day. I don't understand why he can't take me for walks. Come on Dad, it will get rid of your beer belly. I'll keep hoping.
I love this weather 20 degrees. It's heaven.
January 18th 2009 2:26 pm
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Well the day started out pretty well. Mom took me for a nice walk. Usually when we get back in the yard Mom takes off my harness. Today she didn't which I attributed to Mom's senility. She is pretty old. She went in the house and pretty soon Mom and Dad both came out and locked the door. So I figured they were going somewhere and they would lock me in my kennel. Because I can sometimes be obstinate and I didn't see my "in the kennel treat", I went in the garage with them. Mom opened the back of her SUV and crawled in which I thought was pretty bizzare. Next thing I knew I was in there with her, and Dad got in and started the car and we were on our way.
I do not like car rides. But this time was better because Mom had folded down the back seats and was back there with me. It made the ride less traumatic. I thought uh oh I'm going to the vet. But then I realized this was a longer ride than to the vet, but it was okay because Mom was giving me the greatest massage.
We finally arrived at our destination. It was a big green building and we walked around two sides of it to find the door. On the way to the door was a bus stop with five people waiting inside an enclosure waiting for a bus. Well I'm the kind of dog who has to meet everyone I see, so I dragged Mom in there and said hello to all five of them. I got a smile and a scratch behind the ears from each of them. I'm a good judge of humans and I knew they each needed a dose of dog endorphins.
We entered the building into this huge room with all kinds of benches and a friendly receptionist. I had never been here before and I didn't even realize it was a veterinary office, until they took me into a smaller room and someone who I have never even met before lifted my tail and slipped in a thermometer. I guess I was so relaxed and happy to have Mom and Dad to myself today that I didn't even mind.
A couple of weeks ago Miss Priscilla nipped my leg. I've been keeping my distance from the inside dogs now. Mom brought Miss P to live with us a couple of months ago and because she was a rescue, she has had some dominance issues. Mom worked with her by taking us both for walks every day and she got over it because we'd walk close together on our walks. But then the weather got colder (which I love) and Miss P and her pink little toes couldn't go for walks. Now because she doesn't have as much contact with me again, she thinks the whole house is her kennel and sometimes when I come in she forgets who I am and her manners. And then Mom brought home another Boston (what was she thinking) and Miss P became very protective of him. So to make a long story short, I didn't see her and got to close to her and she nipped me and Mom put some ointment on my leg and thought everything was okay. But then I started licking and licking it and soon had a spot the size of a nickel and it got hard, so they took me in today to get it checked out. Now I'm on antibiotics and have some spray medicine and the doctor gave her some "yuck" to put around it to discourage me from licking it. If that doesn't work they're threatening to make me a "cone head" dog. That's not going to happen. I have my dignity. And how in the world would I be able to lick some important areas.
So all in all it wasn't a bad day. It was my best time at the vet. Oh and I got the best treat. Mom gave me a dog treat that was like dried sweet potato. It was amazing.
So now my friends. I am dog tired and need my beauty sleep.
December 28th 2008 7:37 pm
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Well my friends. I unfortunately was right about the Quigley thing. It's a puppy. What was Mom thinking? Two months ago Priscilla came into our lives and it was a little dicey at first but once she and I started walking together, we became better friends.
Now that it's so cold and slippery out we haven't been able to walk together and Priscilla is getting grouchy with me again. I'll be glad when it gets warmer and we can become friends again.
I hope Priscilla and the puppy (Quigley) don't gang up on me. I'm an old girl Mom. Couldn't you have gotten Priscilla a bird?
But at least the spark is back in Mom's eye and she's happy to have the two brown-eyed children need her. I love the outdoors anyway so they're not bothering me much. I come in sometimes to check on things but I have to keep my eye on Priscilla, she thinks the whole house is her kennel so she's very protective and now with the puppy to boot, I'll have to watch my butt.
I love all my new Husky friends. There were 44 of us Husky's on the Christmas card list. Mom put them all up on the refrigerator. What handsome pups. My uncle and aunt came over for Christmas and had to look at each card. My uncle's first dog was a Husky and they are into big white dogs. They are amazing folks. They have soft hearts for critters in need.
Well back to rubbing my face in the snow. I love this weather.
December 12th 2008 7:54 pm
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I think I'm in Husky Heaven. Mom got me to join this really cool group of Husky's to exchange Christmas cards. I've already received three and I'm helping Mom lick the envelopes of the ones I'm sending out. Some even have photos of these handsome pups. Mom is decorating the refrigerator with all my cards. Priscilla got a card too, but I have more than her, not that I'm showing off - yes I am.
Mom does worry about me. It's been cold outside but I don't like to sleep in the house. I have all this fur, I keep nice and toasty outside. I just like to come in once in awhile to see if I'm missing anything. This is my weather. But Mom still worrries. Her way of thinking is that all dogs should be in the house safe when she's not there to watch over them. Mom I'm 12, I'm a big girl, chill.
Priscilla told me Mom is getting her a Quigley for Christmas. I'm not liking the sound of this. I have a sneaking suspicion I know what a Quigley is. Chewtoy and I will have to compare notes. He lives inside and absorbs everything, he should be able to clue me in.
Speaking of Chewtoy - Mom says he had better do his job tonight. She saw a mouse in the house. Yes a mouse. You can tell it's getting cold. There's just a sliver of space under the door from the basement and Mom thinks he came from outside and then down in Dad's hobbit hole. Priscilla got the scent but Mom says we should leave it up to the expert. Your days are numbered Mr. Mouse. Quick run downstairs and go back outside. The Chewmeister is on the job.