Abby's Adventures!!

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Tibial Plateau Levelling Osteotomy

September 17th 2010 2:38 am
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On Monday I decided to race towards our neighbor while he was driving his ATV in his field. Mom yelled, "Abby, no", but I disobeyed her and went charging across the field anyway. A short ways into the field I stumbled, and came limping badly back to mom. Mom was hoping it was a sprain and I would be better in a couple days. When I was still limping yesterday morning, mom made a vet appointment. We found out yesterday I ruptured my cruciate ligament.

We have two surgical options. One my vet can do and the other would need to be done at the Veterinary Teaching Hospital in our city. Mom has a referral to the Teaching Hospital, and will be phoning them for an appointment later today. Once we have details on both surgeries, we will make the decision.

My vet recommends a Tibial Plateau Levelling Osteotomy. This is the surgery that would need to be done by a specialist at the vet college.

Does anypup out there know of somepup that has had this surgery? If you do, mom would like to contact them and ask a few questions.

Thanks in advance.


That's what you think!

September 8th 2010 6:56 am
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Mom and dad have had some workers at the house the past few days. I, of course, bark at them in an effort to protect my home. I must greet each one and inspect them and decide if I want them in my home.

I really like the supervisor, he has played fetch with me and tug of war with me. He told mom, he couldn't take me seriously as a guard dog because my tail is always wagging. Oh yeah!

Then one of the workers said I look intimidating at first, but my tail never stops wagging so I am not much of a guard dog. Oh yeah!

That's what you think!! I think I will go sulk now!!


The Mighty Huntress

August 11th 2010 1:52 pm
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A few days ago, the momma was taking out the trash. She is happily carrying a couple of bags to the trash bin when she stops short, shrieks, and runs away. She has the presence of mind to not drop the garbage she is carrying.

Upon hearing her shriek, I race over and discover the big snake that had just slithered across her foot. I grab the snake and do my patented twirl over the head, followed by my patented twirl at ground level. I pick it up a few more times and do this and then am content it will never bother the momma again.

After a bit, mom decides to once again attempt to put the garbage in the trash bin. Once again, the snake slithers by her, she again shrieks and I again leap into action. She knows it is the same snake by the, um, chunk, that is taken out of it. Once again, I save the day, and mom can finally put the garbage where it belongs.

Gee, the momma is kinda high maintenance don't you think?


Saskatoon season

July 6th 2010 10:36 am
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This is my favorite time of the year. The wild saskatoons are ready to be picked. Mom and I went out looking for berries this morning and we got a nice amount and there are more ripening so we should get quite a few this year.

Saskatoons are also called service berries or june berries in some places. They are like blueberries, but way easier to pick. Mom always shares them with me and I just love. Of course, I do get bored watching her pick the berries. Today I amused myself by chasing ducks in the river. The river is very high, but I am a strong swimmer and I really enjoyed myself. Mom came to see what I was doing, and we watched an eagle swoop and soar in the sky. How majestic!

Hopefully some of those berries will find their way into my food dish soon.


Who will stop the rain??

July 5th 2010 7:36 am
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Us folks on the prairies are hardy. We are used to cold winters, dry summers, mosquitos, ticks, you name it. We can take it.

But even we can have too much of a good thing. Take the rain this year. It won't stop. We have already had close to 15 inches since the beginning of May and there is rain in the forecast today. Thunder storms never used to frighten me. We have had so many this year, I cling to the pawrents when I sense one coming.

The storms were taken in stride until the Canada Day storm that hit mom's hometown of Yorkton. Mom's hometown has been brought to standstill. The downtown core was virtually destroyed, people were displaced due to flooding, homes destroyed by the tornado force wind. We are thankful that my 85 year old grammy who still lives there, was not hurt or injured in anyway. A Facebook page has been set up that shows the devastation of this storm. Yorkton Canada Day Flood 2010 is the name of the page.

Kudos to the Red Cross and Salvation Army that have set up emergency shelters for the displaced and brought in emergency supplies.

The community has rallied and the cleanup continues, but we really wish the rain would stop. Us prairie folk are hardy and we shall overcome this as well.


More rain

June 25th 2010 9:14 am
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Well pups. We have had even more rain. Mom and I took walk down to the river and were surprised at how far over the river bank the water is. Usually there is about a one foot drop from the edge of the river bank to the water. As you can see in my latest pictures, we are not sure where the edge of the river bank is! All I know is there shouldn't be water where I am standing!!

As mom and I were coming back up the trail from the river, she crouched down trying to get a picture of me. As usual, I did not cooperate. As she is calling me, something comes crashing out of the woods directly behind her. Mom shrieks as she turns and looks a white tailed deer directly in the eyes. Her scream brings me running after the deer. I come charging after it, give one good bark and away it goes. Abby saves the day once again!!


Mud fight anyone

June 17th 2010 7:34 am
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It is raining yet again here. Since the beginning of May we have gotten over 9 inches of rain here. We are currently under a heavy rainfall warning and will probably get another 4 inches of rain today. Sigh. Crops are underwater, gravel roads are hard to drive on, its a mess out here pups. It has been 50 years since we have had such a wet spring.

But, I am trying to look on the bright side. Since I have all this mud, I am proprosing we have a mud fight tournament. We will need competitors, coaches, trainers, ring announcers, play by play announcers, and spectators. So sign up below pups! If you want to be a wrestler, what will your wrestling name be. If you want to be a ring announcer, coach, or trainer what will your nickname be and who will you be coaching, etc. For the spectators, who will you be cheering on.

I think I will award a rosette to the pup that comes up with best nickname.

Have fun pups!


Ode to Abby

May 28th 2010 9:39 am
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Abbykins, how do I love thee?? Let me count the ways ...

1. I love thee agreeably - enough to put up with the aroma your fur gives off after swimming in the river, or being out in the rain.

2. I love thee steadfastly - enough to rub your sore leg when needed or hold your bowl with your meds in every morning to ensure you eat them.

3. I love thee passionately - enough to let you lick me with the same tongue you use for various other atrocities.

4. I love thee well - despite the amazing odors you produce.

5. I love thee deeply - even though you use me as a napkin at every opportunity and I have drool marks on most of my clothes.

6. I love thee madly - despite the occasional carpet clean up needed after you devour some morsel you find outside only to discover it disagrees with you hours later.

7. I love thee constantly - despite the dog "bladder curfew" I must adher to.

8. I love thee truly - despite the doggie landmines I find outside, or your desire to dig in the garden, flowerbeds etc.

9. I love thee absolutely - because you are always ready to be my sidekick when we go for a drive

10. I love thee gratefully - because you stay by my side.

11. I love thee devotedly - more than clean carpeting, clothing, furniture, floors or walls.

12. I love thee bravely - enough to battle the indomitable tick. clean your fur after you roll in some digusting thing and tackle the occasional klingon on your behalf.

13. I love thee monetarily - enough to put the vet's children through college.

14. I love thee openly - yes, I will bear any embarrassment for your furry sake.

15. I love thee totally - more than free time, excess cash or a predictable life.


There is a deer in my yard......

May 27th 2010 9:09 am
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Now ordinarily if there is a deer in my yard, I chase after it madly. I put my head down, dust flies from my paws as I race across the yard to get at it and chase it away.

Last week, I did exactly that. But I didn't chase after one deer. Nope, I chased after nine deer. That was fun. But I must have hurt myself because I started limping badly. Mom immediately put me on restricted duty by keeping me on my leash at all times. Being tethered to mom is a little boring pups!

I saw the vet yesterday and I have one more week of restricted duty and then I can be slowly eased back into my regular routine.

So I have a request. If any of you pups see a deer in your yard, could you chase after it for me? Barking madly at it will also do. Thanks a bunch!!


Late Night Visitor

May 7th 2010 6:47 am
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It was late last night and the peeps were getting ready for bed. I started barking furiously at the den window. Mom looked out and couldn't see anything and told me to be quiet. I persisted in my barking.

Mom decides to take me out. She was gonna just open the door and let me run out, but she decided she best put on my leash and come with me. As soon as the door is open, I literally pull mom down the steps. "Slow down Abby!" is what she shouts to me. I pull her around the back of truck and stop short. Mom plows into the back of me and then we both stared wide eyed. Mom's grip tightens on my collar. We watch a huge porcupine curl up into a ball and see its quills go up row after row.

Mom's hand is firmly on my collar as she races to the front door to tell dad we have a visitor.

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