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TOXICITY OF RAISINS & OTHER RISKS

May 14th 2008 4:30 pm
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URGENT ALERT:

My Mommy received a very sad e-mail today about a little doggie in Ohio who had to be euthanized because of consumption of RAISINS! Without going into the sad details, please be aware of the following:

ASPCA National Animal Poison Control Center said as few as 7 RAISINS or GRAPES could be toxic. Any exposure should give rise to immediate concern.

ONIONS, CHOCOLATE, COCOA & MACADAMIA NUTS can be FATAL, too.

Confirmation from Snopes about the above ...

http://www.snopes.com/critters/crusader/raisins.asp

W e hope that any of you who know people who have dogs will pass this on to them before another heartbreaking catastrophe ocurs.

Sully's Mom

 

COCOA MULCH Can Kill Your Dog!

May 16th 2008 4:34 pm
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This is the latest update I've received on what can harm our babies. Dogs seem to love the smell of Cocoa and are interested in eating mulch you use on your yard made of COCOA!! Most of you probably already know this, but just a head up for those who may not!

WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
Sully

 

It's the weekend...SOCKS is back!

May 17th 2008 3:43 pm
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WOOF, pals!

Just wanted to let all of you who have written about "Socks" know that she's BACK this evening! She and I had playtime in the yard (which was good exercise for me) and then Mommy came and let us both in and fed us. Now,
we're settling down for the evening and hoping Socks' people won't realize she's gone until at least Monday morning! WOOOHOOOO, we're all so happy when she's here with us because we know she's getting the best of everything!

WOOFS, WAGS & HAPPY WIGGLES!
Sully

 

Pictures of Socks!

May 23rd 2008 2:29 pm
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WOOF, pals~

For all of you who have shown such kindness and concern for our neighbor dog, "Socks", if you haven't already, you can see pictures of her on my Dogster Plus Photo Book page (there's a few new ones, too). Not much going on around here this week...Socks was here a little earlier, enough time to get food and plenty of pets before "THEY" showed up to get her. Mommy begged them to let her spend the weekend, but they wouldn't let her..(dirty word)!

WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
Sully

 

Memorial Day~

May 25th 2008 1:44 am
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We want to wish all of our Dogster pals and their families a very enjoyable Memorial Day!
To all those who are serving our country all over the world and their families, we thank you. We feel deep sorrow for all those who have been injured or lost and their families. We owe all of you the deepest gratitude and our prayers are that you know that you will never be forgotten. For my Mommy and Daddy's fathers, we thank you for serving in WWII and miss you so much.
We think of you every day, but especially on this most sacred of days.

With a paw over my heart~
Sully

 

You're Not Gonna BELIEVE This!!

May 26th 2008 3:21 pm
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I, Mr. Sullivan, of late, have been emitting a rather pungent aroma that Mommy and Daddy do not feel aids an air of enticement to our home and our brand new quilt. To be quite honest, I haven't exhibited an attitude of enjoyment about myself either lately...digging into regions not discussed in polite society, instead of gnawing on my beddy bone.

Sooooo, naturally, I've heard the "B" word being tossed around in conversations "they" didn't think I'd hear.....silly fools, I hear everything . So, I've been kinda staying off by myself, basking in the glory of the beautiful weather we've had all weekend, under MY tree, bored out of my skull because we didn't go anywhere.

So, Dad comes sauntering out of the house with that "giveaway" voice where you know someting coming that you won't like..."C'mon, Sully Boy" (sickeningly sweet). I curl up in as tight a little ball as I can, but he sees me anyway and I give up, hanging my head like I'm going to the gallows and follow him into the house. Up the stairs (where the executioness stands) smiling to IT....the BATHROOM!!!

Dad's got everything all set up (like I've seen before) and the water is running.
My mind's going a thousand miles an hour, the door shuts quickly behind me and I could swear I hear MWAHAHAHAing coming from the other side of the door. I'm trapped, there's no where to go, my time's up....am I gonna cry like a little girl this time or take it like a MAN!!!! Like a MAN, I say, like a MAN.....

and I tako off and DIVE into the porcelain devil box WITHOUT being prodded!

(Mommy & Daddy's jaws haven't come up off the floor YET....and SHE didn't have the camera....MWAHAHAHAHA!!!! Dogz RULE!!!)

 

Do you believe that Mommies have eyes in the back of their- heads?

May 29th 2008 11:52 am
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Yeah, well I had my doubts, too....until last night.

See,Mom's been down with a migraine for about 3 days now (since last diary entry), so me and Dad have pretty much been on our own (are ya beginning to sense trouble?).

There's nothing in the world I love more that going out to walk or ride with Daddy...he lets me do things Mom would NEVER allow (like, oh sayyy going up into people yards 'n' stuff, which Mom prays the neighbors don't see as her attempts to talk sense into Dad are futile afte 40 years of trying)...Dad, like a lot of men (no offense intended) still has a whole lot of little boy in him and Mom has learned to just sigh and pray!

Remember how I took the dive into the porcelain devil box the other night and was so cooperative about my bath (y'know, just to mess with "their" minds a little)? Well, here's how it all went down today...

While Mom lay sick in bed last night, me and Dad went out walking (and knowing Mom wouldn't see this time, attached an extra 15' lead onto my leash so they could have boy play time by giving me more freedom to explore.
Long story short, we're walking along (Daddy's probably looking at the clouds or someting, not paying much attention to what I was up to) and I spotted a RABBIT (I'm serious....that little fuzzball ran right out in front of me)! So, I did what any good sporting dog would do and took off after it at top speed.
While I was running and Dad was trying to re-connect his arm holding the leash to his shoulder, I wasn't paying any attention to anything but that evil hare! Our neighborhood has no streetlights, so it's realllly dark out at night and there are drainage ditches surrounding all the yards. Unfortunatly for me, I'd forgotten the part about the ditches and went hurtling, face and front paws first right down into the ditch, bending my front legs and re-paving the ditch with my nose! But, I jumped right up and kept on after that wascally wabbit! Dad saw me fall, but we kept it real quiet when we got home (oh, I forgot, the Easter Bunny got away, yet again!).

So, this morning, Mom wakes up early to let me go potty and notices a distinct limp as I'm walking. This does NOT please Mom , but worries her.
Mom puts me out front long enough to do my thang and then we come back in for a snooze till Daddy wakes up. When Daddy starts to stir, Mom starts
"Aheming" under her breath. Dad recognizes that sound and stay under his pillow for longer than usual. When he finally has to go do his thang, he scurries faster than that wabbit out of the bedroom and stays in the library an inordinately long time.

When Dad finally emerges, he announces to Mom that he's going to take a soak bath in his sea salts. "Hold on there, Mister" say Mom, "do you know of any reason why Mr. Sullivan is limping badly this morning?" Dad's not thrilled with Mom's tone but pleads the 5th. Mom's on him like white on rice from then on until Dad finally says, "well, maybe he might have hurt his paw in the little spill he took last night in the ditch. He'll be fine, he probably just
SPRAINED his leg or foot". Mom is NOT a happy camper at this point and starts examining my paw, while I innocently & pleadingly look on...allowing her to carefully prod my paw until.....OUCH!!!! WOOOOAAAAAEEEEEE~STOP!
Mom looks up at Daddy who's dressing really fast and says, "do we need to go to the vet ("vet" sounding more like "VETTE!"). Daddy says, let me go ahead down and get you headache medicine, Hon, and I'll walk him around the grassy area and see how he does, and Daddy puts my harness and leash on me in record time and we book out fasssst~

When Mommy sees me moving along so well ('cause I'm excited to go anywhere with Daddy), she stops worrying about me 'cause I'm forgetting to limp pitifully now. Somehow I feel there's gonna be more said about this when Dad and I get back from the store with Mommie's pills...unless she's crapped out again beause of the headache and gone back to sleep (bet Dad figures on that happening and will time our return pretty well).

Anyway, I think I'm ok and have managed to lay all the blame on Daddy, for now. If there are further developments, I'll give y'all and update. (Note to self: Remember to LIMP and act all "hangdoggy" when Dad and I get bad home.)

Mom's going back to lie down awhile now....might be kinda chilly in here this evening, ya think?

WOOFS, WAGS & MUWHAHAHAs
Sully

 

Back to the vet again!

May 30th 2008 11:52 am
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We almost made it two weeks without a vet visit, but I haven't been eating my food for the last 3-4 days AT ALL (no matter what they give me)...however, I will eat Milk Bones or Frosty Paws. Now, I know that sounds like I'm just spoiled (which, of course, I am), but my potties haven't looked right either and Mom says my eyes are red and my ears are hot. So, finally this morning, Dad relented and called the vet. They were full until Monday afternoon, but our vet got on the phone himself and said to bring me down right away and he'd fit me it (made me feel kinda special)! Anyhoo, I'll probably just get some pills or something. Will update if any news....Dad thinks Mommy's just overly concerned, but we'll see. Me...as long as I get a car ride with Dad, I don't care where we go!

Update: OK, so me and Dad just got home from the vet's office and the vet said I'd lost a few pounds, which is good, and he violated me in a most unmentionale way to check for any blockages in my intestines and said it was clear. Mommy had begged Daddy to get me exrayed, just to be SURE there's no blockage, but the vet said there was no need for an exray....so, Vet=1, Mom=0. Anyway, he said I seemed fine, but gave Dad some Metronidasol (not sure of spelling) to get my digestive systems settled down and check back on Monday. Then Dad brought me back home and I'm basking in the shade under MY tree..Dad turned right around and went to the store and left me here, saying it was too hot for me to be in the car while he was in the store.
(I really don't get that 'cause I'm outside in the heat in my yard as much as I can get them to let me....but my pawrents say it's something about being closed up in a car with just a few inches cracked in my window and I could get heatstroke...sounds bogus to me, but I gotta do what they tell me....THEY distribute the food and treats!! Mom asked Daddy to get me some more "Beggin Bacon Strips"...I heard "bacon" and I'm salivating already! So, I guess Dad appeased Mommy by taking me to the vet and maybe she'll be less stressed over ME and we an have a worry free weekend....wow, what a oncept!

Hope everyone has a GREAT weekend!

WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
Sully

 

I Got the Rainy Saturday Blues~~

May 31st 2008 11:07 am
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My Dad took me to the vet yesterday because I'm refusing to eat anything except Milk Bones or Frosty Paws. Mom usually goes along because Dad doesn't always remember to ask the right questions...like for an xray, on which Mom had insisted, but didn't get done! But, Mommy's been down with a severe migraine for nearly a week now and told Daddy to please get blood & xray done (vet did neither)!

He did a VERY intrusive exam up my back end and said he felt no blockages (which is what Mom fears), and gave Dad some pills (just saying they would help my tummy, no further explanation) and left it at that. See, that's why Mommy always tries to go, because Dad won't insist on stuff Mom wants done or get complete enough answers. Mom is NOT pleased, as I am still not eating anything but Milk Bones & Frosty Paws (works for me, but Mom says I need more nutrition) and all I'm doing is lying around off by myself. Mom even had to coax me into eatin Milk Bones this morning!! Mom's is very concerned, Dad thinks "it will pass"...storm clouds might be brewing here...uh oh!

Anyway, even though Dad isn't being cooperative, Mommy says we ARE going back to the vet on Monday (Dad says she's over reacting, as usual), but I kinda think Mommy's right this time because I usually eat like a horse and beg for more! And, I don't seem to have any interest in going for a walk or anything. That's waaaay abnormal for me, who likes to go, go, go! Mommy just spent about an hour down on the floor with me (I'm not even jumping up in bed...can you believe that!) talking to me and giving me lots of pets all over (I think she may have been trying to see if she could feel anything unusual, but didn't).

So, as of today, there's absolutely no change (Mom thinks I'm even more lethargic today) and the vet is closed until Monday. I hope Mommy & Daddy don't get in a squabble over this, but I kinda think it's coming....sigh (might as well just go to sleep).

Hope you guys are all having a better day!

Sluggish Sully

 

Socks Came By for Awile Today!!

May 31st 2008 7:58 pm
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Our sweet Socks came up to visit for awhile this afternoon....it was soooo good to see her! She was SO hungry and Daddy had a bright idea...have an eating contest between me and Socks. Let me explain...since I haven't been eating lately, Dad got to thinking that every time Socks is here I want to be sure she never gets anything I don't get, so Dad made two plates of food and put them down side by side (good plan, Dad!). Socks plunged into her plate and I approached mine and nibbled around a bit (which is more than I've done lately) until Socks finished her plate and then started on mine, which made me start to eat just so she didn't get mine...BINGO!

I finished about half my plate, which was all I could eat and then Socks finished off my plate and ANOTHER that Dad made her (it was like she hadn't eaten in days and she looked skinny). She wasn't here long enough to get the usual spa treatment we give her, but she did sleep by Mommy's bed for a couple of hours before "THEY" came to get her. Needless to say, this did NOT help Mommy's already hair-trigger mood, but Dad's trick to get me eating smothered some of the flames (smooth move, Dad!).

Anyway, I've had cooked chicken and hamburger today since Socks left and am even going to Mommy for more Milk Bones (Mommy thinks Daddy probably bribed me to eat to get the heat off of him today). So, at least I've eaten some and moving around a bit more.

HOWEVER, in no way does this change Mommy's mind about returning to the VET on Monday and insisting on blood tests and xray!! No amount of smoke screening by me and Dad is going to throw her off track...she's GOING to get some answers and has told Dad not to stand behind her and roll his eyes to the ceiling while she rips into the vet if he refuses to do the tests Mommy wants done.

Me, I'm laying low and staying out of the line of fire for the rest of the weekend......and Dad is sure being overly solicitous of Mommy???

Keepin quiet and watching my back.....

Sully

 
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