I know we’re supposed to teach our dogs to wait quietly for their meals, but honestly it is so nice to see him excited.
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Find out what Bitey and Toby liked to do before Murphy joined them. In Dream Our World, come with them to the Museum of the Imagination where they view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.
At first, I just thought this was a cute picture, but when I looked at it closer, I could see that Murphy was lost in thought. I know he remembers his first family. I feel so bad that he misses them. All I can do is surround him with love and make sure that he builds tons of happy memories from now on.
Reusable Fabric Gift Bag is handmade of a lovely floral and butterfly print fabric. The handles are constructed using a coordinating shade of lavender. The design consists of soft pink panes with yellow and lavender flowers twining among them with their lovely green leaves. The bag has cotton lining and flexible interfacing. At least half a dozen paperback books can fit into this sized bag. It is also great for small electronics or gardening tools.
Last year I got at least 20 pumpkins from the garden. Trust me, there’s enough for all my guys.
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Puppies, tell your moms how much you love them with this novelty Alien Hand Pillow. As with most aliens, this one conveniently speaks an earth language, saying “I love you” in ASL/American Sign Language.
A wonderful way to brighten someone’s day is to send them a personal letter. Note cards based on some of my popular paintings are available at my shop at L Bowman Studios.
Inside Dream Our World, Bitey and Toby visit the museum of their dreams, view the world or art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.
All the water I’ve tried to conserve went out the window with one broken appliance.
Sheesh, this flooded more than I expected.
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Come with Bitey and Toby to the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World where they view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!
I’ve decided that I am still going to tell poop jokes from heaven.
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Never in a million years did I think I could miss scooping poop, but I do.
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Come on a magical adventure with Bitey and Toby in Dream Our World as they visit the Museum of the Imagination. Inside they view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun.
Yes, we’ve had another of “those” times. Toby was in pain without me realizing it, and the slightest brush against his fur turned him into Mr. Hyde.
Toby’s anger is explosive in these instances. He bites and thrashes and growls ferociously. In this state, he doesn’t recognize me. He doesn’t recognize his name. He doesn’t respond to commands. Normal Toby is adept at disentangling his paw from his leash, but Hyde Toby can’t reason that out. He just gets angrier and angrier until he lashes out and attacks the leash. As quickly as I could, I put Toby in his kennel and kept him there until I could take him to the vet in the morning.
It appears that what set Toby off was the cyst on his back. Of the two he started with, one healed nicely while the other lingered. The doctor drained and flushed the cyst again and sent us home with antibiotics, pain medication and Trazodone. I gave Toby the Trazodone for a few days but worried about him taking it for a prolonged period. He is very unsteady on his feet, and I swear I can hear him mumble “The colors…. the colors…” as he waves his paw in front of his nose.
I gave Toby sleepy pills for several days. When I finally stopped, it was as if he were a puppy again. He bounced around and played with toys. He asked to go outside, and when I took him he ran around with the zoomies for half an hour. When we came in, I could tell he still had energy to burn, so we went back out in the dark and played with tennis balls until he was so tired that I worried that he might hurt himself.
Thankfully my normal Toby seems to be back to inhabiting this terrier body. I don’t know who the monster was that had control for those four days, but I wish he would never come back. I’ve seen his face before. He is the one who controls the sleepwalking.
I talked to the vet about trying anti-anxiety medication on Toby. She said that Trazodone is for anxiety, but I didn’t like the way it affected him. She then suggested Gabapentin since it helps with both anxiety and pain. What Toby really needs, though, is an animal behaviorist to observe him and treat with both training and possibly medication.
Selfishly I wish that someone would watch my Toby and tell me, “Oh yes, he is a broken puppy. It’s not your fault he behaves this way”, but I doubt that will happen. Somehow, without meaning to, I have screwed up this little dog and made a dangerous mess of him.
The Adventures of Bitey Dog 