May 31st 2008 8:05 pm
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I want to thank all of my great Dogster pals for the pawmails and presents they've sent since reading my Diary the past few days...you guys are all so great and we appreciate it so very much!!
Sully & Mommy
June 2nd 2008 6:36 am
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WOOF~~to all of you who have been following the saga over the weekend about my unsatisfactory vet visit last Friday, my continued not eating anything I should be eating and Mom's (ummm...dissatisfaction) with Dad's not being more insistent with the vet, the GOOD news is that Mom got me an appointment today!
She got up early and sat coiled up like a spring by the phone waiting for the vets office to open at 8am. At the stroke of 8am she called the vet's and was told they are completely booked for today. Really? Well, that didn't work for Mommy, so she again repeated that she wanted me seen TO-DAY because she was displeased with the outcome (or lack thereof) of my vet visit last Friday when Dad took me (cause Mom was down with her migraine).
So, the receptionist, sensing that Mom was in no mood to be told no again, said "Hold please", to which Mommy replied, "Nooo problem!" and the girl came back on the phone after a few seconds and said, "How about 6pm tonight, that's when we're supposed to close, but the Dr. said if you felt it was THAT important, he'd stay." Mommy told them that would work nicely for us and took it (like SHE cares if the money grubbing vet has to put in a little extra time?) If he'd done his job right on Friday, we wouldn't NEED to go back tonight....boo hoo!
OK, that's it for now, guys and gals. I so appreciate all of you for being such good friends and caring (especially Pita & Dads). Will update as soon as we know anything (hopefully, it's nothing serious, but we darn well wanna know).
Have a Grrrrreeat day everbody!
WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
June 2nd 2008 8:54 pm
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Yup, after a tense weekend at the ole homestead here, we got to the vet's office at 6pm this evening and he took us right in. He took 3 xrays of me (I was SO good on the table the vet said) and he saw no problems such as masses, blockages in my intestinal tract or stones in my kidneys...he said it looked real good, except he did see some a bit of congestion in my lung, but didn't think it was worrisome.
He drew blood for CBC focusing on kidney, liver/pancreas and we took a stool sample with us. The vet is going to send out the blood & stool tomorrow since their pickup guy had already been there tonight. He said he should have the results of all those tests by Wednesday.
So, everyone is relieved at what the xrays said and hopeful about the other tests. On the one hand it's good news, but we'd like SOME answers as to what's causing it all. I did eat dinner tonight, but didn't finish. So, we'll see what Wednesday brings.
Mommys satisfied and Daddy's happy right now that the vet was this thorough and a much cooler breeze is blowing through the household tonight (know what I mean, BOL!!!)
So far so good and thanks again to every one of you for your care & helping my Mommy not totally lose it these past few days.....
WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
June 4th 2008 5:35 am
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WOOF to all my pals~
So yesterday afternoon the vet called and talked to Mommy. To our GREAT relief (but only adding to our curiosity) he said that all my blood tests and stool sample came out just fine (my liver was actually better than the last time I had bloodwork done). He did say that he wasn't thrilled with the quality of the xrays because I squirmed too much (WHY didn't he tell us that Monday and re-do them???), but he sees no obvious reason to re-do the xrays at this point in time because he saw nothing obvious except for perhaps some inflammation in my lung (but, not to worry, probably just allergies).
He also told Mommy that my heart is slightly enlarged, but that it may be normal for me...each dog is "different", not to worry.
OK, so we are really happy about everyting coming out fine and very relieved, but still worried that we can't figure out why I'm not eating (at ALL yesterday)...wouldn't even take Milk Bones!!! Mommy sat on the floor and hand fed me some food (ground beef Dad cooked, mixed with my kibbles)...I ate a tiny bit (only because Mommy seemed to want me to so badly), but I didn't touch my dinner of Talapia (fish I usually go insane for) and rice. Going back to the vet...he said that some dogs just don't eat that much and not to worry about it (yeah...that'll happen!). I've always had a ravenous appetite, so this is NOT normal for me!! About midnight last night, I did eat 4 Milk Bones that Mommy gave me (thinking it may prompt me to want to eat my real food, but it didn't).
Mommy can't get me to eat this morning either. We just really don't know which way to jump at this point in time. Mommy would like to get a second opinion, but they've spent over $600 in these last two visits and just can't manage starting over with a whole new vet. So,
it would almost be better to have told Mommy something, rather than nothing, because we still have no answers and the problem persists!
Oh, well, I guess Mommy will figure something out (she's so obsessed with me right now that she's having a hard time getting anything else done, which has all piled up on her since she's been down so long with her migraine...neurologist appoitment 6/23).
Thanks again, everyone, for all your pawmails, rosettes & gifts and caring. If anyone has any great ideas, Mommy would welcome them.
WOOFS, WAGS & WONDERING~
June 6th 2008 10:37 pm
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Gotta make this quick, pals, 'cause Mommy's head is throbbing bad, but we wanted to let you know that I seem MUCH better, starting last night when I ate and slept throught the night and have eaten my dog food and whatever treats Daddy has given me since Mommy's been in bed most all day. She's SO HAPPY and wanted to let all my good pals who have been sooooo sweet with e-mails, pawmail, prezzies and all that Mom really believes I'm better now (so, that puts Daddy in a better mood, too)!
Mommy was going to call the vet tomorrow about doing something called an "ultra sound" on me...it sounds noisy to me, so I think I better show her how much better I feel...BOL!!!
We'll try to write more tomorrow if Mommy feels good enough to let me get on the computer. She's still really having a hard time with her headaches, but is SO OVERJOYED that I seem so much improved.
WE LOVE ALL OF YOU & THANK YOU~!!
June 8th 2008 5:19 am
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WOOF, all my wonderful pals~
Whatever it was that had me not eating & acting wierd has passed completely...I'm back to eating like a horse and wanting more and feeling happy & healthy!! My pawrents are ecstatic and so grateful to all of you who've been so supportive and helpful...we appreciate all of you SO much!
My Mommy's still having her daily battle, but is in such better spirits knowing I'm ok :).
Some time ago, one of my gal pals was trying to find ELECTRIC NAIL TRIMMERS so her Mommy could trim her nails easier. My Mommy has wracked her one remaining brain cell and can't remember who it was (keep thinking maybe Molly or Sophie or Chrissy)??? Anyway, I hope whichever one of you it was (Mommie's tried searching her mail, but can't find it) will see this, because Mommy found the information you wanted. It was on tv last night and Mommy wrote it down. The website is: www.peticure.com (I think they've got just what you're looking for). Mommy is considering getting one for me, but she's afraid it will make noise that will freak me out.
I wanted to also mention that the folks at HOMEWARD TRAILS ANIMAL RESCUE (see link to them on right side of my page), which is where Mommy and Daddy found me, have been absolutely WONDERFUL in trying to help Mommy & Daddy figure out what's been wrong with me. Shana (who was my Adoption Coordinator) read my diary entries when I was sick and contacted Mommy to help. She contacted other member of the Homeward Trails team (including vets, trainers and other voluteers) describing my symptoms and they have all offered so much helpful information to us. We want them to know how very much we appreciate it (we've never dealt with a shelter organization who make themselves available to adoptive pawrents long after the initial adoption takes place). They are always there to help you with any problems you may have. Anyone who lives in the Washington, DC area (we're about 50 miles away) and is interested in adopting a pet, should definitely contact Homeward Trails to find the perfect pet. We can't recommend them highly enough and want them to know how much all of their help and support has meant to us. Thanks to each and every one of the HT
family for always being there for us!!
Well, pals, I hope all of you are having a wonderful weekend and I love each and every one of you!
WOOFS, WAGS & WIGGLES~
June 9th 2008 10:07 am
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Listen, pals....shhhh, SHE might be listening. OK, here's the deal, an alien has posessed my Mommy...the thing looks like her, sounds like her, but is a hovering, neurotic, worrying lunatic who's taken over my normal, only marginally insane Mommy. And I'm being held...against my will....inside the house, unable to go out and keep an eye on what's going on from my vantage point under MY tree!!
My regular Mommy let me out about 6am this morning as usual, where I stayed, comfortably dug into my cool dirt lounge pit, under MY tree, communing with nature and eyeballing any trespassers onto our yard...just spaced out and loving every minute of it. Well, I musta dozed of for a second and never saw the space ship that dumped the alien/Mommy into our house and kidnapped my realMommy!!
I say this because about 9am, I hear the storm door unlocking and immediatly start my scramble to roll up into the tightest ball I can so Mommy can't see me behind MY tree and see if I want to come in. Normally, if I don't want in right then, Mommy will just say, "OK, honey, you let me know when you wanna come in with me and Daddy" and then leave me alone to continue my daydreaming.
Well, this time, the neurotic alien/Mommy SAW me and wouldn't take no for an answer...she/it MADE me come in the house!! She/it said it was getting too hot for me to stay out any longer and I must come in where it's cooler. WHAT??? Yeah, ok, so it's warm...but I wasn't sweating bullets yet, so what's the big deal? I heard her/it telling my Daddy (they didn't get him into the spaceship) that she/it didn't want me outside as the heat might make me get sick again....GAWD! And, believe it or not, my Daddy didn't argue with her/it at all! Then she placed my dish full of food in front of me, which I ran away from and hid by Daddy's side of the bed (who knows what she/it put in there) and my real Mommy knows I won't eat until I've had my walk with Daddy! Daddy had a bad night with his legs last night and is sleeping in today, so the hovering Mommy/it is keeping me in, against my will, fearing I'll get too hot.
I wish my real Mommy would come back, because the weather has been so great the last few weeks and my real Mommy has let me stay out longer. Anybody know how to pick a lock and let me back out??
Then, while I'm hiding from her/it by Daddy's bed, I hear my real Mommy's voice laughing and talking on the phone...sounding SO happy (the NERVE!). Turns out she was on the phone with one of my favorite Dogster pals' Mommy, just chatting up a storm...enjoying herself so much while I'm in hiding! I heard her tell Daddy that this phone call really made her day and she sounded, frankly, giddy!! Well, isn't that special for YOU, Mommy!
I don't understand what it being hot out has to do with me being kept prisoner in my house! Somebody pleassssse come save me...there must be a lot going on outside and I'm missing it ALL!!
June 10th 2008 1:37 am
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OK, so yesterday she/it kept me inside most of the day so I wouldn't get hot (have you ever heard of anything so stupid?)....well, NOW it's MY turn to call the shots!
It's 4:31am and I pestered the she/it Mommy till she got up and let me out for a potty break ...which, in itself, isn't all that abnormal, but, we don't have any lights out front (except the dim porch light) and it/Mommy can't find me, AND she's got a really bad headache, so she's got to go get the flashlight and shoes and come outside looking all over the yard and behind the bushes...tee hee, she said a bad word I think! Anyway, I'm being vewwy, vewwy quiet....shhhhhh!!!! See if she gets me inside THIS time! Oops, there went the light...too close!!!
June 15th 2008 3:01 am
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We all know about the horrendous flooding that's been happening in Iowa this past week and everyone feels AWFUL about it.
BUT, what about the pets that so many people had to leave behind???
OMIDOG...we MUST ALL try to help in any way we can. Here is the web site address for the Petsmart Emergency Relief page where you can find out what's being done already for these poor, helpless animal victims and, hopefully, either make a donation online or send a check. It doesn't matter how little you can send (we can't send much ourselves), but, every single dollar will go to help these poor little animals who have no voice to ask themselves. PLEASE, go to their site and do what you can (wouldn't we all want help if WE were in that kind of trouble)?
And let's all keep our paws crossed in prayer for all our furry friend in so much trouble!
June 18th 2008 6:46 am
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So I thought I'd try out an Aussie accent since I'm an Aussie, BOL...oh, I kill myself!!!
OK. I've been too busy to write lately (plus the half dead woman in my Mommy's body had been laid up....at least, I THINK she's under those bed covers?!). But, she got up early this morning 'cause she has a docs appoint later today. So, this'll be a long one, sorry!
Sooooo, do you guys have ANY idea how hard it is to keep YOUR dirt hole just the right depth and temperature? I've been digging like a gopher trying to fix mine all week (Redford, buddy, I'm sure you're with me on this one). Well, I finally got it the right depth (after working the whole perimeter of MY tree and getting rid of all that stuff my Dad calls "mulch"), so now all I have to do each morning is toss off an inch or two of the top layer of dirt to expose MY perfect summer dirt hole :). I must say, even though it's been exhausting, I'm quite proud of the result....so much so, in fact, that Mommy took a picture of me in MY hole under MY tree and posted it here! Pretty cool, eh (pun intended, BOL....oh, I'm on a roll today).
After exhausting any and all attempts by my Daddy to put a wierd looking contraption over my nose and behind my ears (what tha h***???)...something he calls a "Gentle Leader", my walks have not been as long (due to the heat) and my adventures somewhat limited. Yeah, right, Dad...it you like that thing so much, put it over YOUR nose and behind your ears!! Not gonna happen, Dude!
Where was I??? Oh, right...well, I did something the other day that I'm really glad SHE didn't get on camera as it would have been quite embarrassing for me. Me and Dad are walking down MY street (sans Gentle Leader thing) on our normal shady route and suddenly, out of nowhere, I literally take flight over a corner fence we pass EVERY day! But today was different. I knew it was there....I smelt it!!! Oh, Dad's arm pretty much came with me and he followed shortly thereafter. What, you ask, could have possessed this abnormal behavior on my part? I smelled IT....the CAT who taunts me so!!
That's right....she wasn't in her normal yard, but was behind the fence in this yard today.
Ahem..., what I had NOT anticipated, was that the quite massive Rottweiler who (I temporarily forgot) lives in that house was in the yard, too!!! I only realized this in mid-air and really had to land, so down I came right in front of the incredible hulk of snarling, slobbering, growling, bug-eyed, bared teeth Rotty who, not having invited me in the first place, was startled and lunged at me!!
Daddy had almost landed, too, by this time and the lady who owns Rotty was running out of the house, all because Rotty actually did hit me and I started wailing & blubbering like a little girl, cringing in terror, while Daddy and Rotty's Mommy tried to keep us apart!! Had NO idea, nor did I care, where the stupid cat went...ya ever heard of bait & switch?
After I saw that Rotty's Mommy had control of him, I started barking like the big, macho man that I am (on the outside) letting Rotty know that if our pawrents weren't around, I'd kick his a......WHAT?, MOM???
OK, I'm not allowed to say that in my diary, but I'm sure you all get the drift, right? Well, THAT broke the recent boredom, for sure!!
Of course, when we got home, big mouth Dad had to tell Mommy ALL about it, at which time the she/it neurotic thing came up out of my real Mommy (like the "Alien" came out of Sigorney Weaver's tummy)
and she fell to her knees, running her hands and fingers all over me (hey, watch it there, woman!) and kissing me....EWWW!! She asked Daddy if I was hurt and Daddy (still not happy about the unscheduled flight, I guess) said, "I don't know...he'll live!" That prolly wasn't the best answer to give neuro-Mom right at that particular moment, because she started growling (I'm not kidding....she DID!) at Daddy and hissing, "Why weren't YOU paying more attention??" For a minute, I saw her eyes glow red, really!! Well, at least throwing Dad under the bus got ME out of her cloying clutches and running to MY inside water bowl. When I rounded the corner back into the living room a few minutes later, neuro-Mom had gone into our bedroom and closed the door and Daddy was headed for the refrigerator, muttering something almost inaudible about "cold beer", glaring at me, too. It was pretty quite for the rest of the afternoon and evening until.....
I barfed up a grass & fur sausage thing (pretty gross) right at the foot of Mommy's bed, waking her from light sleep with my gagging sounds.
She scrambled to the bottom of the bed (sounded like she kinda punched Daddy awake, too) to see what was wrong with me. Of course, by the time she got to me, it was all over and the neuro-Mom was appearing, issuing orders to Daddy to "get some paper towels!" while she stuck her clawlike fingers halfway down my ribcage looking for obstruction (hey, idiot, the obstruction is right there on the floor...GAWD!).
After what I considered, too much examination of the, ummm sausage, Daddy ushered me outside in case there was more, while neuro-Mom kept "cawwing" something about "why put him out THERE....that's where the GRASS IS!!!" Dad started trying to explain that grass was good for me and pretty much ALL OVER THE YARD, but knew he didn't have a chance of avoiding the vet the next day. Yup, good ole Doc...but, it was only a phone call, not a full monty visit...YEAH!!! The vet told Daddy that there were certain types of grass that wouldn't digest and apparently that was what I'd found so irresistable to eat. Vet's answer...keep him away from "that" grass....what?! Neuro-Mom had already said that and SHE didn't charge for the advice!! Daddy's still trying to figure out how to avoid GRASS when we're out and about.......BOL (sorry).
So, that was last week, then Socks came by for a visit Friday night, but didn't stay long (she ate a couple of plates of food, got water and plenty of petting and then wanted to go on her way...which was wierd, as we usually have to use a pulley system to get her out the front door). Wonder what she had going on? Whatever it was, I wasn't invited (prolly a pawty at Rotty's house)!!!
Dad, still on a guilt trip I guess, bought me some BACON Beggin' Strips at the store and I've discovered doggie heroin! I'll do ANYTHING for one of those strips....if ONLY I had opposable thumbs!!! BACON RULES!!!! But, of course, you know WHO had to get the bag away from Daddy before he let me eat it all, and now "she/it" doles it out to me one piece at a time...broken into smaller pieces! She enjoys seeing me go cold turkey....I just know it!!! I want a house made out of bacon...I want to breathe bacon....I'm a bacon junkie with NO remorse. The bad thing is, she/it has figured that out now and is using the bacon to bribe me to do her bidding. Does anyone know if they have methabacon clinics?? Somebody give me BACON...NOW!!
The only other news around here is that my Uncle John (Mommy's brother) just traded in his "old" Harley Sportster for a brand, spanking new Softail (can't exactly remember model) motorcycle, which he rode over to show Mommy (who LOVES bikes & used to ride a lot) yesterday. Mommy heard it coming (can you mistake the sound of a Harley? NO!) while she was in the darkened down den loading music into my new player (did you guys check it out....it ROCKS!).
Mommy, not dressed, had to hide behind MY big tree so the neighbors wouldn't see her and call Wildlife Management, to look at the new bike. OMIDOG, she was drooling worse than a hound over that hunk of raw power, shiny black with mini-ape hangers, thundering in the driveway!!! If I'd have been thinking, I coulda prolly found the bacon bag while her attention was totally OFF me for a change and ON that total load of a bike!!! Uncle John said he'd come by later in the week and take Mommy out for a ride...she is SO exicited and praying that she doesn't have a bad headache the day he comes!! (Side note: Daddy HATES motorcycles...big ninny, because they're "dangerous"....oh, puleassse!! So, when he came in from the store, he walked right by the new bike and didn't even notice it...BOL!). Mommy pulled out her much hated helmet to be ready, tho she much prefers to ride without a helmet....just free and wild in the wind!!! Mommy's getting carried away, must be time for her meds, so I'll sign off for now I guess!
Hope efurrybody is having a wonderful summer with your friends and families and I'll bark atcha again soon, now that my major work is done on MY dirt hole.....
(doin one day at a time...jonesing for BACCCCOOOONNNNN!!!)
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