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What guilt Trip?

January 14th 2009 7:23 pm
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It is very, very cold outside. It's 7 degrees out now, going down to -12 below zero with windchill of -30 below. The Mom called the Dad at the job and told him about my "success" in the back yard this afternoon. I think it gave him ideas. When the Dad got home from "the job", he said "no walk tonight, Dixie". Hmmmmmm.

The Dad just called the Mom at work. To tell her about the "guilt trip" I'm giving him. What guilt trip? Just because I spin around and around every time he looks at me. Just because I climb up on his ottoman and block the tv. Just because I go to the picture window and sit looking out. Just because I jump up on the ottoman and put my paws on his chest. Just because I keep running to the front door. What guilt trip?

Update: Just got back from a walk. ;)


It wasn't Gold!

January 14th 2009 7:17 pm
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So, it's crazy cold here in Chicago. The Mom and the Dad have been walking me. Once in the afternoon and once at night. Every single day since I came to live with them in August. Through heat and rain and fog and sleet and now through cold and snow.

But today there was no walk in the afternoon. The Mom kept putting my jacket on me. Then she'd let me out in the back yard. I wouldn't do anything. I don't do my business in the yard. The Mom knows that.

This went on all afternoon. Finally, the Mom let me out and I ran back to the alley gate. Then I ran back to the house. Then to the alley gate. Then to the house. Back and forth. Back and forth.

While I ran I looked at the drifts of snow on either side of the walk. Big drifts. Taller than me. Suddenly I jumped off of the walk. And into the snow in the middle of the yard! Then I ran. Around and around and around. In a big, big circle. Until I had a nice path. Then I stopped. And squat.

You know, the Mom totally over-reacted. When I came in she was yelling and cheering and telling me "good girl, Dixie" and "what a smart girl, Dixie". It was just some poop. It wasn't Gold!


Hey, pay Attention!

January 8th 2009 7:15 pm
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Our dear friend Damon,, was diagnosed today as diabetic, with possibly Cushing's disease too. He already has an enlarged spleen. Damon is the pup that Arthur Furever Wiggling,, our bestest bulldog buddy angel, sent to his family after he went to the Bridge.

Pawrents: Pay attention to what your dog is doing! We dogs are really, really good at fooling people into thinking we're ok. Many times we conceal disease until the situation becomes acute. Damon's pawrents caught on to something being wrong when Damon didn't want to eat his food. He was still eating treats. And he was drinking more water. And he had put on weight. Eagle-eyed pawrents... the BEST kind!


Diabetes and Cushing's

January 8th 2009 5:38 pm
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Symptoms of Diabetes:

The classic symptoms are increased water consumption and increased urination; weight loss despite a voracious appetite; and blindness due to cataract development. Dogs with diabetes can be underweight, normal weight, overweight or obese.

Symptoms of Cushing's:

Symptoms can be vague and varied and tend to appear gradually and progressively. It is thus easy to mistake Cushing's disease for normal aging. Additionally, many of the clinical symptoms are not unique to Cushing's and could reflect a number of other health concerns.

The most common symptoms include:
• increased/excessive water consumption (polydipsia)
• increased/excessive urination (polyuria)
• urinary accidents in previously housetrained dogs
• increased/excessive appetite (polyphagia)
• appearance of food stealing/guarding, begging, trash dumping, etc.
• sagging, bloated, pot-bellied appearance
• weight gain or its appearance, due to fat redistribution
• loss of muscle mass, giving the appearance of weight loss
• bony, skull-like appearance of head
• exercise intolerance, lethargy, general or hind-leg weakness
• new reluctance to jump on furniture or people
• excess panting, seeking cool surfaces to rest on
• symmetrically thinning hair or baldness (alopecia) on torso
• other coat changes like dullness, dryness
• slow regrowth of hair after clipping
• thin, wrinkled, fragile, and/or darkly pigmented skin
• easily damaged/bruised skin that heals slowly
• hard, calcified lumps in the skin (calcinosis cutis)
• susceptibility to infections (especially skin and urinary)
• diabetes, pancreatitis, seizures


I'd BITE 'em!

January 2nd 2009 11:22 pm
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New Year's Day was very, very, very cold. The Mom and the Dad and I went to the park in the afternoon. Noone was there. So I got to go off-leash. I did zoomies across the baseball field. The Mom took video. It's on my page. It wasn't my best effort--I can run much faster.

It was nice at the park. Until we were leaving. We saw a beautiful, large snow white dove. Lying on a gentle hill. Just a few feet off the pathway. Not moving. It looked like it was sleeping. The Mom said it must have froze to death. Poor thing.

The Dad put a poop-picker-up bag on his hand. He said he'd put the dove in the waste can. So no children coming into the park would find it. They would get upset if they did. The Dad picked the dove up and then we saw what had really happened. Someone had stabbed the beautiful dove. Right in the chest. You couldn't see any blood until you picked it up. You just saw the snow-white back, wings, head... then when you turned it over...

The Mom got really mad. The Dad got really mad. I got mad because they were mad. What's wrong with people!!! If the person(s) who killed the dove were still around, I'd bite 'em!


New Year's Resolution?

January 2nd 2009 12:34 am
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The Mom and the Dad said they made a New Year's Resolution. About me. About my weight. When I came to live with them, I was 48 lbs. Now I am 57 lbs. I don't see the problem. But they say I am overweight. I think I am just right.

They resolve to walk me more. Good. And feed me less treats. Bad. Very, very bad. Why don't we make a New Year's resolution not to have any New Year's resolutions? Works for me!


There she Is!

January 1st 2009 1:08 am
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I think I've told you this before. I do not like this "job" thing. The Mom and the Dad leave almost every day. They go to the "job". They work different times and on different days. Which is good. Because they aren't gone as long as some other pups Moms and Dads. But they still leave me for the "job".

Lately the Dad has been taking me late at night in the car. We go to something called a "train station". We walk around and I smell new things. Suddenly I hear the Mom call out "There's my DixieGirl". And I look up and she's coming out of the train station toward me. And I think "There's the Mom". There she Is!


A sad Christmas.

December 25th 2008 5:42 pm
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Such a sad Christmas Day. We just got word that our LuckyLucy's furMom, Sheba, went to the Bridge today. She was approximately 14 1/2 yrs. Like our Lucy, Cancer never got the best of Sheba. She saved that for all who know and love her.

When we adopted LuckyLucy into the Chicago Crew through As Good As Gold--Golden Retriever Rescue of Northern Illinois, AGaG placed Sheba as a house dog at a Sunrise Assisted Living facility. We were, and are, so proud of Lucy's doggy Mom. Please drop by her page at


I got PigEars!

December 25th 2008 12:47 am
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One of the salepeople at the newspaper where the Dad and the Mom work gave them a bag of Pig Ears. Made in the USA. For me! For Christmas.

I've never had a pig ear before. I sniffed at it for a long time. Then I licked it. Then I ate it, little bite by little bite. The Dad said he's never seen a dog take such a long time to eat a pig ear.

The Mom said now we wait. For what? She told the Dad to make sure he pays attention to me. In case I have to go out. Really fast. Wonder why?


I give Licks!

December 24th 2008 5:43 pm
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I sleep all night long with The Mom. Then, right before the alarm goes off, I go and lay right by The Dad's head. That way he sees me as soon as he opens his eyes. It's a reminder. He feeds me. It is a top priority in the morning.

This morning I stayed right next to The Mom. She had the start of a very bad headache when she woke up. It is called a Migraine. When she opened her eyes she saw me. I leaned over and licked her forehead. Three licks. I think it helped her headache.

(Dixie's mom here. This really gave me goosebumps. Dixie has never licked my forehead before. Never. Ever. How did she know I was in pain?)

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