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Dog Gone Pain

March 26th 2010 9:13 am
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Dog Gone Pain is a revitalizing supplement made for us dogs. It claims to relieve the aches and pains that making running, walking, getting into the car or just getting up painful for us doggies. It is a complete, all-natural formula developed by Australian veterinarians and herbalists.

As most of you know, I have arthritis in back legs and spondylitis in my spine. I have been on Metacam, Mobicox and Dermaxx for my aches and pains. Mom starting looking into more natural treatments quite a while ago. She heard about Dog Gone Pain and started doing some research.

She read as much as she could on line, and this treatment sounded very promising. She read in the forums about other pups that have been on DGP and pawmailed them with questions. She was a little reluctant to use it at first as it cannot be purchased in our province, but she did find a place on line where she ordered it from.

I was getting one whole Dermaxx every 2-3 days for my aches and pains. Sometimes it looked like I needed to have it more often. Occasionally I would need help up the stairs, mom would have to sometimes help me after I did my business outside and rising was difficult.

I have just finished my first bottle of DGP. First of all, I was weaned off the Dermaxx so I was only getting DGP. Mom kept notes on everything I did while she was changing my meds. She wrote down how I rose in the morning, if I had difficulty getting up after going potting, if I had trouble doing stairs, etc. After nine days they started to see improvement. Both of the peeps notice I am rising much easier, I am having no problems doing the stairs and I seem much happier. I also want to play and play and play. I love to run again! I did over do it about a week ago and mom gave me 1/4 of a Dermaxx to help me. All I can say is DGP does seem to be helping me.

Will it help all doggies with spinal and joint problems? I don't know, but the reviews mom has read on line are very promising. All I can say if you are experiencing certain joint issues, you might want to try DGP as well.

 

The Mighty Huntress

March 25th 2010 9:50 am
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The mighty huntress and the momma are out for the morning walk. They are cutting across the neighbor's field. There has been a light snow the day before, spring is slow in coming to the Great White North!

Suddenly the mighty huntress starts sniffing around the momma. She starts walking faster in the cultivated field, sniffing in the snow. "What are you doing?", the momma inquires.

The mighty huntress sniffs again and then flings her head back. Splat! A nice, fat, juicy field mouse hits the momma in the chest. The momma shrieks and jumps back. It appears she is not pleased with what I have found for her.

The mighty huntress retrieves said mouse and walks away. She hears, "Enjoy your snack, Abbykins!" from the momma.

Oh nom nom!

 

Awwww!

February 26th 2010 7:21 am
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The momma and I were seeing daddy off this morning. It was very early, and very foggy. I brushed up against daddy's leg and he gave me a big hug. He told me how much he wishes he could take me to work with him as he misses my smiling face while he is at work. Awwww! I wagged my tail so hard and gave him lots of kisses!

 

Apparently I don't listen

February 23rd 2010 4:54 am
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I have been told I am a bad listener.

It it still cold up here in the Great White North. This morning alone it was -31 C. Yesterday mom decides she needs to take the tractor for a drive to make sure everything is OK. When it is this cold, you need to make sure all the oils and whatever are properly lubricating and doing what they are supposed to, check out the hydraulics, whatever.

First she gets a piece of cardboard and puts it on the floor of the garage, and then takes a comforter and puts it on top of the cardboard. She brings me over and tells me I am stay there while she is doing what she has to. Yeah, sure mom.

She starts up the tractor and starts down the drive. She looks beside her, and there I am. She puts the tractor in neutral, climbs off, tells me to stay, gets back on and continues down the drive. She looks behind her this time, and there I am! Same routine.

She starts down the road, looks behind her, well you get the picture. I really get told off this time. She continues down the road (we have a half mile from the main grid to our drive) and she keeps checking and I appear to be staying. Its hard to miss a big dog in a red and black snowsuit pacing on the white snow. She keeps checking as she goes down the half mile and I appear to be staying. She makes a path through the snowdrifts and then is ready to turn around and come back. She looks behind, then does a double take, as I am thisclose to the back of the tractor.

I wanted to tell her great job on making the paths through the drifts mom, you even drove in a straight line. Was she at all happy to see me there, no! But she can't tell me to sit and stay there, not that I would anyway, as I am at the main grid and there are always big trucks and farm equipment moving down the road.

She has no choice but to let me trot beside her as she goes the 1/2 mile back to the drive. When we get to the drive, the tractor goes in neutral, she gets off, and I get a lecture about dogs and tractors not being a good mix. I think that is what she was talking about, I kinda a tuned her out. She gets back on the tractor and goes to park it, looks behind her, we have a long drive remember, and there I am. I get another lecture and this time I stay. She finally parks the tractor and then calls for me. I get another lecture and she says something about staying in the house or being put on the tie out when the tractor is in use. I wasn't really listening, but I think she was quite mad with me.

 

Rude

February 10th 2010 8:20 am
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So the momma thinks I am rude, I think I was just doing what comes naturally.

We are out for a walk and nature calls. I assume the position when during, um, well there is no polite way to say this, during mid poo some grouse fly up right in front of me. I immediately stop what I am doing and chase the grouse away.

Once I have chased the grouse far enough away I come back and sniff the area they were nesting in. I then proceed to finish my business right in the middle of their nesting area.

I was quite pleased with myself!

 

She's the Greatest

January 14th 2010 6:01 pm
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My momma is the greatest!

She met daddy in town today after he was finished work and they did some shopping. After the shopping was done, daddy had to rush off for an evening seminar.

Now mom had phoned around earlier to see if she might be able to meet somebody for supper while she was in town. No luck. She was a little down in the dumps about that, and then she thought, she had the best date waiting for her at home! Me!!!!

She picked herself up a chicken soft taco and some mexi fries at one place and then went and got a milk shake and a little bit of soft serve ice cream for me at another place.

I sampled one mexi fry and she shared her chicken soft taco with me. She let me lick out the milk shake container and then I got my little bit of soft serve ice cream. Pawsome!

I have her trained so well!

 

Anything for a treat

December 7th 2009 8:05 am
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Well pups, I caved into treats. What can I say, but I had a moment of weakness. It has gotten very cold here. Last week it was -22 C in the evening. The momma puts the snowsuit on me and takes me outside to do my business. Uh, uh, I was not doing anything. I even refused to walk very far. Mom talked gently, encouraging me to walk to her. Nope, wasn't moving. She tried talking not so nice to me. Nope, still wasn't moving. It was starting to get cold, so I held up one paw for her to rub, then the other paw, for her to rub, you get the picture. I think we were outside in the cold for about a 1/2 hour. She asked if I wanted to go in and I headed for the door. Once inside she took off the dratted snowsuit, took me back outside and I quickly did my business.

The next day she got down to baking. First came the pumpkin whole wheat cookies and then came the peanut butter oatmeal cookies.

The next day out we go, me in the hated snowsuit, and the momma with a pocket of treats. She encouraged me down the stairs, when I reluctantly came, I got a treat. Hmmm, this isn't so bad. She encouraged me to walk with her. I did and again got a treat. She told me to do my business and, when I did, I got another treat.

This morning it is -29C and mom put the suit on me when we went for the morning walk. I ran down the steps and waited for her. We went for a short walk, I did my business, got another treat, and then we came in.

Yes, pups, we thought it was going to be a battle over who could be more stubborn when it came to me wearing the snowsuit. I guess the momma won, however, as I will do anything for her homemade treats.

 

Gopher Breath

August 19th 2009 7:17 am
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Yesterday mom did something she calls "errands". Now, I don't like errands, I get bored waiting for her to come home and leave me outside.

Before she went to run her errands she was trying to catch a gopher that was making a big mess in the garden. This critter kept eluding her. She placed a bucket over the hole and went into town.

When she returned, and released me from the house, I greeted her as I only I can greet the momma when she comes home. I then raced to the bucket and started sniffing around. I knocked the bucket over, did a quick dig, and viola, one critter went sailing through the air. I picked it up and threw it around some more, pawed at it and barked at it. Mom's arms were laden with groceries, so all she could say was "Abbykins leave it".

She takes one load into the house and I am still barking at the gopher that is lying on the ground in front of me flailing his paws. I move in for a closer sniff, and the insolent critter hits me on the nose with its paw. I pick it up and move around the garage. Again, mom's arms are laden with groceries, so she has no choice but to go into the house with them.

She comes back out in a few minutes and I come racing up behind her. She strokes my head and I look up at her licking my lips. She calls me "gopher breath". I again look at her and burp heartily.

 

Post Traumatic Stress

August 15th 2009 9:17 am
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Last night mom took me out to do my nightly bathroom ritual. It was very, very dark. As soon as I was out, I growled ran in a circle and then stopped. My ears were back and my tail was between my legs. I was staring at a black blog moving about 4 feet in front of me. Mom didn't have her glasses on, so couldn't make out what the blob was. She came to me and put two fingers in my collar and I let her lead me up the stairs and into the house. Now pups, this never happens, if something is in my yard, I would never let mom lead me away with only two fingers in my collar.

Mom leaves me in the house, finds her glasses and the high beam flashlight and goes back outside. She sees the blob walking, and shines the light on it. It is the biggest porcupine she has seen in a while. She thinks I must have had a flashback to last September when I said hi to a porcupine and wound up in E.R.

Mom came back into the house, and put my lead on, I still really needed to go to the bathroom. With leash in one hand and flashlight in the other, mom leads me to the backyard, I quickly do my business and race for the steps to come in.

Be careful out there pups!

 

Excellent Helper

August 5th 2009 11:09 am
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I really am an excellent helper. Just ask me, I am the greatest.

Mom is starting to bring in stuff from the garden and preparing it to freeze for the winter. She picked a pail of peas the other day. She left it on the step while she went into the house to get a pail to put the shelled peas into. When she came back outside, I had the bucket between my front legs and was happily eating peas, pods and all, from the bucket. I'm such a good helper! This saved momma a lot of work!

She picked some beans later on and I did the same thing. Again, cutting down on the work mom has to do!

There has also been a lot of saskatoon berry picking going on. Mom finds the best berry picking spot and then picks the berries highest on the trees. She holds down the lower branches for me and I happily pick the berries off.

This morning, after our morning walk, I went to the pea patch and picked some peas all by myself. Yup, I am the greatest helper!

 
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