Sunday, November 10, 2019

A Dilemma

 She's lovely and successful.
She's a dancer with the world renowned Safari Ballet.
Should she accept the handsome and fabulously wealthy Lion King who has asked for her hoof in marriage?
Or, should she run off to sail the high seas with her true love Captain Horatio Hippo?

Our Mom has gone off the deep end. Send help!  Mackey

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Happy Boo Day

It's not our favorite holiday for some obvious reasons. First, we don't like strangers ringing our doorbell, especially strangers that look really weird.
Second, we don't want to dress up in silly costumes and thankfully Mom is too lazy to do that sort of stuff.

Third, we don't like everyone but us eating candy and other sweet stuff. We like sweet stuff, too.

So even though the day has three strikes against it, we'll show off some neat stuff. Here are some of our spiders that live on our porch. Mom carries a little stick to move their webs when she goes out. She only moves them when they're where she needs to walk.
  Sometimes she misses one and walks into it. That's pretty funny because she jumps around and waves her arms and looks crazy.

Mom has also made us some new Halloween friends this year. This is Batty.

This is Mom's idea of a witch and every witch needs a black cat. Right?
Tonight after our neighbor comes by to show us her costume and collect some candy, we'll turn off the lights and go to the basement to watch tv . We'll each get a tiny little biscuit because we're dieting and Mom will eat chocolate.

Hope you have a quiet and safe Halloween.
Keep wagging, Mackey

Sunday, October 27, 2019

Birthday Splurge

Yesterday was a birthday, but it's been raining for three days, so we waited until today. It's a warm sunny day today so the birthday party was on. Lola and Norma Jean are 13 years old. It seems way too quiet to be a dog birthday celebration, but it is what it is. Instead of cupcakes we're having Frosty Paws. Don't tell Dr B.

When we were at the vet's office with Tess on Monday, I mentioned that Norma Jean has a sore foot. Dr B said to bring her in on Wednesday and he'd take a look at it. So Wednesday afternoon Norma Jean and I went to visit him. Of course, with her adrenaline surging Norma Jean's limp disappeared. He gave her a good check up anyway and when he came to her right front leg, she reacted. He says it's not the foot, but the elbow that's hurting. He prescribed pain meds for a week. If there's improvement we can assume that she has bone spurs in her leg. If there's no improvement he wants to take xrays.
But then the bad news hit! He said that Norma Jean has gained ten pounds since her last visit and needs to be on a strict diet. He wants her to shed five pounds in the next month. Her meals need to be reduced and her snacks cut out entirely.

 We've started. She's getting tiny little meals and no snacks, but for her big important birthday she can enjoy a cup of Frosty Paws. Then back to the diet. It looks like the pain meds are working. The limp is almost gone and she seems to feel a lot better.

Mackey was invited to the birthday party and enjoyed her Frosty Paws but she's also on a diet.

Syd had her treat in seclusion but enjoyed it anyway. Syd is dieting too.
Lola is the only one who doesn't need to lose any weight so she gets a slightly bigger dinner than the others.
 Dogs live in the present so they were all happy to have a party, no matter how small and sad the humans considered it. Maybe we should all take a lesson from them, enjoy the moment!

Friday, October 25, 2019

Missing Tessie

Today is Tessie's birthday.
My sweet, shy, gentle Tess. She was the first puppy born and arrived before midnight, so she had a birthday all to herself, though she celebrated with her siblings.

 Even with deformed front legs, she loved to run and could outrun all the other dogs. She was absolutely beautiful with her black curls and silver streaks, but she loved getting wet and dirty.
I have fewer photos of Tess than any of the other dogs . She was shy and when she saw the camera she would hide behind me.
Because she was unsure of herself, I originally crated her with Norma Jean at night. Tess adored NJ, but it wasn't a good fit. Norma Jean's strong personality made Tess even more shy. So I put Tess and Lola together and that worked better. Lola is quiet and patient and Tess started gaining confidence. They became good friends.

Tess was always a big healthy girl, so we were stunned when she was suddenly hit with vestibular disease. We all hoped she'd fight it off and she tried. For two days she struggled to her feet and took a few wobbly steps. After that she couldn't get up by herself. If we stood her on her feet, she'd try to walk but could only managed a few steps.
Then she gave up. She refused to stand even with help. Then she stopped eating. She just lay on her bed looking sad. We knew what we had to do.

Dr B says there may have been a tumor and that she wasn't going to get better. When we came home I sat on the floor with Lola and Norma Jean and showed them her collar. They both sniffed it for awhile, then they both licked my hand. They knew.
 I saw this online this morning and it says it all.

Monday, October 21, 2019


Legacy's Let Me Count The Ways

10/25/2006 - 10/21/2019



Saturday, October 12, 2019

Small Victories

I'm a pessimist by nature.  I've always thought if I prepared for the worst and  it didn't happen, it would be great, but if it did, I'd be ready. It's not the most joyful way to live, but it's gotten me this far.

Now I'm trying to stay optimistic about Tess and her situation. It isn't easy. Tess is not progressing the way we had hoped. Everything I've read about her condition says she should be moving around on her own by now and getting back to normal. Tess is nowhere near normal.

When I checked in with Dr B, he asked if she'd made any progress and I had to admit there was some minor improvement each day. He reminded me that  Tess has a severe case and to take my victories where I can find them.

So here we are.  Victory one, Tess is eating great all by herself. We don't need to hold the bowl or hand feed to get her started. I set the bowl between her front legs and she cleans up every last piece of kibble.

Victory two, for the last two days she tells us when she needs to go out. We load her onto her sled, drag her out and she pees and poops outside. It's great not to have to cleanup several times a day.

Victory three, when we get her outside, she manages to get to her feet and take a few steps. One day I was even able to walk her all the way back into the garage with several rests along the way.

Now for the not so good parts. Tess refuses to try to stand up inside. If she wants to move, she crawls. I'm hoping it's because the floor seems slippery to her but even with support, she won't try.

Yesterday she took a  couple steps and fell. After that she wouldn't try again. This morning she walked with support but not by herself. It's as if the front of the dog is working but not the rear.

I'm starting to worry that the back legs won't come back but the vet says she needs more time. It's been less than two weeks and she may need as much as five or six weeks to recuperate.

Maybe I need some POTP as much as Tess does.

Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Slow Progress

Today we had two outings with her sisters. While the others run up and down the hill barking, Tess is using all her energy to stand up. She took a few steps and had the pleasure of peeing in the grass, but she needs a long rest after this.
 Still, it's enormous progress.