Taking care of mom

On May 28th 2008,while at the dog park and on my 5th birthday, my mom fell from twisting her leg in a hole in the ground. She fell and broke her femur bone ( the biggest bone in the leg).
I was with human friend and saw her fall and went to her immediately and did my "work" . Mom was conscience , so I laid near her head and neck , resting my head on her as I knew she was really hurt. When the people came to help her ,that had loud sirens and lots of equipment I remained calm and in place. Everyone said I was a amazing service dog. All those legs and hands working on her did not bother me as I knew she was being helped.

I did not like it when I had to be removed and I cried because I am supposed to always be with her but my Daddy arrived and tried to console me. I hated it when that she was taken from me and worried constantly while she had to be in hospital. I wanted to visit her but mom felt it was best I not get upset by seeing me and not being able to stay. I was so happy when she came home and I was very gentle so as not to hurt her.

Now she is able to walk with a walker and she sits outside with me when I sun myself and now with Baci we are very content to be with her and play in the yard.

Life's good

May 11,2007

Well life has been fun. I spend my days helping mom. Enjoying my walks and of course my time at the dog park. Today I got to see my best friend Kismet also a fellow IG. His brother Jazz who is a whippet and of course old Rufus the Jack Russell, and not forget my Collie friend Wings Cherie who got us all in a happy running after her mood. What fun we had chasing her around . Of couse we could of over ran her anytime but we just enjoyed running along side her. Yep! Life is fun.

I am a service dog

As Of Sept. 2006 I officially became my mom's service dog. I am so happy to help her. I pick up what ever she drops or needs picking up ( heavy things are exception) and I make sure if she falls down I kiss her till she says she is ok , then I go find her cell phone incase she needs to make a call. I also watch for changes in her breathing for signs of trouble. I have been training for this all my life. All she has to do is say " HELP Racer" and I am there, or if I see her on the floor I go for the phone!
I love helping my mom!

Been a while

My mom has been so busy lately that she has not had much time to add to my diary.
She has been training me for a service dog. ( before mom got me she trained search and rescue dogs but she got ill so she had to quit) .

I love helping my mom. She has so many problems and she said you can help me since you are my companion. I know how to do so many things and one is when my mommie falls down sometimes I know that she might be hurt so I go to her and kiss her till she says " ok Racer sit" then I know she is fine. Then she will tell me to find her cell phone and bring it. I always do that for her because I love her. She also has me pick up things on the floor and put them in her hand. She has a hard time getting things off the floor sometimes. I also know when she has her funny breathing that I need to calm her down so I watch for that too.

I am her helper and I am now offically her Service Dog. I got my ID and a new vest with patches on it and I can go everywhere with my mom now to help her. I am so proud !

Of course she still lets me be a dog and go play at the dog park when she can. I love to run and need to run and she knows this so she will take me and when she is having good days we go for walks too. I always keep an eye on her and check in with her at the dog park . I get my running in and then I am all hers again ,yet I alway listen for:
Racer Help Me.

Oct. 17,2005

It has a been a busy time for my mom. She still takes me to the dog park with Brenda my new sister.

We get along really well and being that Brenda has only been with us 5 months , we are close. Well, at least on my part! I get so excited for to go get her from the groomers that I rush into the place and they let me in the door and I run right to Brenda's cage and begin pawing it to get her out! They let her out and I kiss her and jump around her. I wish she would be more excited to see me but she seems more happy to see mom.

There is going to be another Halloween dress up party at the dog park. All the gang ,that meets for play dates ,will be there in costumes! I am going to be Sherlock Holmes. Mom ordered me the official pipe but I do not see me holding it in my mouth! There will be another Sherlock but only because his name is Sherlock I think he will be dressed differently. Brenda will be a Princess. It should be lots of fun.

Well got to run now , hee hee woof woof!!

May 29,2005

I am 2 years old now. I had a huge party on Friday because my real birthday is on Saturday and no one goes I know on that day so Mom had a huge party for me at the dog park. 18 humans and 23 dogs attended. Mom baked a big cake for me and it was so good . It was carob cake with carob cream cheese frosting and all decorated too. It was all gone in no time. My mom's friend baked real brownies for the humans. It was grand!!! I got lots of toys and goodies. Brenda was so sweet. She did not know what cake was, guess she never had someone to do that for her before. She did like my yogurt dipped dog biscuts. She sticks close to Mom and I check on her all the time when we are at the park. She is happy and I do not mind sharing. I love my new bed that we went to PetSmart to get. Brenda trotted right beside me into the store and she acted like she was my age. So many people came up to ask about us and of course I had to insist they let me kiss them. Brenda does not kiss. She wags her tail is all. I kiss her all the time anyway. Brenda steals my bed sometimes but it is ok I let her after all I stole hers before I got mine.
All in all we are having a great time together even though she does not play. I wish she did but it is ok. I am one happy 2 year old!!!

May 21,2005

I have a new member here. Brenda. I am her Uncle in one way and her brother in another. Her Aunt was my mommie's dog before me so guess that makes me her uncle. But also she is my sister now because Brenda's daddy died who is my mommies dad and now she is alone. So my mom took her to live with us. I like her alot and let her share things with me including my mom's bed. We go for walks and to the dog park. I wish she could play but I know she is old. I know she will be happy here with us.

April 12,2005

I have been doing good now and my mom takes me to dog park everyday when the weather lets us. My mom's dad got real sick so she had to take care of his dog named Brenda. She is a cocker spaniel and mom said she is family in more ways then one. She is the niece to the cocker mom had before me. Mom said she is old, 13 now and I have to be nice. She was, I have to say in bad shape. I went with mom to the vets to have this huge thing drained on her neck, a cyst mom called. I sat and waited while they did that with mom and my aunt Sandi who went with us. Mom said she has a bad ears as she has infection in both ears and a bad skin problem because her dad did not take care of her when his wife died in Feb. Mom told everyone that Brenda was on medication for the restoof ther life so where was the meds and no one knew. Well my mom found them right away! She went to the first cupboard and there they were so she said she was going to take Brenda because no one was taking care of her . So I had her at my house and mom got her feeling so much better . She got to go to dog park for the first time in her life and she was so happy, trotting everywhere. She would try and walk next to me but she is to slow. Unfortunatly mom had to take Brenda back after her dad got home Brenda did not want to go. Mom said she got a taste of the good life so now we go pick her up on Monday , Wednesday and Friday so she can still have fun and Mom made arrangements with my aunt to give her all the pills she needs and had my aunt take out all the bad stuff she was given to eat and has her eating just her dog food and the special Chicken Breast tender jerky that I get, so she has her own bag now at her house. She was nice too but I was not so nice when it came to my mom. I got nasty when she would come to close for a treat or if she wanted up on couch with us but I finally let her have the end of the couch and mom gave her a treat first then me so no problems. Mom says I am bad because I am an only child but I like being an only child . I can be more generous now since she is not here anymore and I only see her for two hours a day. Ok off to the dog park!!

March 17 2005

I am back! I am feeling so much better and have not had a attack of the tremors in 3 weeks. I am still going for one more chiropactic treatment in a couple of weeks and then I should be done. I have to take this one huge pill for the rest of my life but I know it is good for me so I take it when mom gives it to me. One is better then the 7 I had to take before. I am back to my morning walks with mom and then she takes me to the dog park to play. She was lettng me stay for a short time at first but now I am up to an hour. I am running again and building up my endurance so I can be as fast as I was. I am really happy that my girlfriend the whippet got a brother because he is a whippet/Italian Greyhound mix and just a couple of inches bigger so when he gets over his shyness ( he is a rescue) I know we three will have lots of fun.
My mommy is so happy I am feeling like my old self and so is everyone at the dog park , their laps have missed me!!
YEAH ME

Feb 11, 2005

Racer is doing wonderfully after his bout with the tremors. He has been tremor free for 6 days. He is back to being his pesty and demanding self. He wants greenies all the time now and has figured out a compromise by going to his dry food or his boiled chicken and eating a few bites and then goes to the cookie jar and waits. If I do not get him one and tell him to "go eat Food" he will reluctantly go to the food dish and eat a few more bites. After what I feel is a good amount he then gets that greenie. He needs to put on all the weight he lost. On his skinny little body the lost of nearly 2 lbs is a lot. He is now filling out again and does not look so skinny that the rib cage is the only thing you see. I am finally breathing easier for his recovery.