You might feel yourself on life’s ladder’s low rung
If you wake up each day with a paw that’s been stung.
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I Did It Again
It seems that I am a dog who should take my own advice. What did I say at the end of my last blog? Something about watching out for the bees?
After being stung on Friday, I finally started to feel better by Monday. I was cheerful, and my appetite was back. I was greeting neighbors and being my normal bouncy self. Then two steps from the front door I did it again; I stepped on a bee.
This time Mom didn’t hesitate, and she rushed me to the vet. They didn’t seem as worried as she was about me. They checked my paw for stingers. (That hurt like heck). The checked me for a fever. (Despite what the vet said about “bigger things that ‘this’ coming out of ‘there’ all the time” I did not care for it…therefore it hurt like heck.) Then they gave me the nastiest shot I’ve ever had in my life. (That hurt like heck.) My poor paw swelled like an elephant’s foot, and I couldn’t stop panting and pacing. When we got home, I had to take the worst tasting antibiotic invented by man. It was definitely not my day.
To make things worse Toby was feeling neglected, so he got all the attention once I was settled in at home. He got to go out in the yard and play Frisbee with Mom (the bees were asleep by then), and I had to sit in the house with a nasty aftertaste in my mouth while my paw throbbed.
I would warn you to be careful about the bees again, but I can see it won’t help. After watching the movie Swarm, it seems that once bees are riled up there is no stopping them. Just try to make sure that when you’re stung you don’t fall on the train throttle or the self destruct button on the nuclear power plant. The earth’s survivors will thank you.
Good News: Follow Up Visit at the Vet
Today was Geordie’s first follow up visit after getting his C diagnoses a couple of months ago. He had a new vet this time because his long-time doctor recently left for an other practice.
The news the new doctor gave us was just what I had been hoping for. She said that despite the cancer, he is in excellent health! I was afraid it was wishful thinking on my part and that I was only seeing what I wanted to, but no, Geordie is strong and “healthy” and happy. She said that whatever we’ve been doing, keep it up. And, not to get our hopes up, but…if he keeps up the way that he is, Geordie could live one to two more years.
On top of the good news, today was a beautiful, warm, sunny day. It was perfect for lifting one’s spirits. I hope everyone reading this had something equally wonderful happen for them too.
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A Spot on the X Ray
I am still so upset that I don’t know how to process the information yet. Real Life Bitey went to the vet today, and they found a spot on his lung. If it weren’t for an occasional cough, I would say he was in great health. He is very active and playful and everything a pup should be.
The vet had to send the X ray out to be read, so it will be several days before there is news about the spot. It could be pneumonia (they gave him antibiotics just in case) or it could be something worse.
If you have a spare prayer for us today, we would really appreciate it.
Welcome Spring!
Me: Welcome Spring!
Spring: Hello! Here, I’ve brought you a present.
Me: Gee, thanks.
Geordie & Toby: Yippee!! Yippee!!
My boys are pretty excited about this recent snow. Toby loves snow and would live outside in it if he could. Geordie is thrilled because he was supposed to go to the vet this morning, but they cancelled because the staff could not get to the office.
I have a sneaking suspicion that March was weighing her options for “In like a lion, out like a lamb” and decided that lamby meant “white and fluffy”. She is just keeping her promise to us.
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Puppy With a Death Wish: Part 1, The Case of the Psychedelic Pup
Toby has proven to be a real Puppy With a Death Wish. The lightning-fast little guy managed to grab a mushroom while we were out in the yard, and all I saw was the end of the stem as he gobbled it up.
Fortunately his body started purging the mushroom right away. His poor little body emptied itself all over the place. The vet wasn’t particularly helpful in this instance. Her only advice was to take him to the emergency vet hospital. Yes, going there would be good, but it is a 45 minute drive away. I learned from a neighbor and from the internet that inducing vomiting with peroxide would be something to do within the first minutes before heading to the hospital.
I was lucky, and my little puppy survived the ordeal. Did he learn his lesson about mushrooms, though? Not that I can tell. He still pulls to get near every one he sees.
This cluster of three was found on the nearby church’s property, so I call the grouping The Holy Family of Mushrooms. The “Joseph” mushroom has a cap that is 9-10″ across. It is HUGE!
Here is “Joseph” seen from the top.
This mushroom had such a lovely color in real life. Between the shade of brown and its size, it reminded me of a loaf of bread on a stalk. Check out the leaves on the plant beside it to try to get an idea of just how massive it is.
The Adventures of Bitey Dog 