Coasting Uphill?

Wow, when it rains, it pours, doggy-injury-wise.  Zoe goes back to the vet Tuesday morning.  They’ll sedate her and do more x-rays to check her hip.  Hopefully it’s all back in place and stable and she can go on living her young life.  Took Dusty in for his pain issue and found out it wasn’t his tummy but he has a pinched (or somewhat injured) nerve in his spine close to his neck.  So he’s on NSAIDs and pain meds now.  Also, vet says he’s too fat and has small bones so has to lose serious weight.  They sent a chart home to Ronnie of his weight gain, so he will stop feeding them so much crap.  Then, Diego got between Bandit and the food bowl and got nipped on the ear and neck so he’s on pain meds, too.  Yikes!

Zoe seems to be doing fine except she wants to be carried everywhere and held all the time (so what else is new? LOL).  But it’s understandable that she doesn’t want to walk much with her back legs tied together, so we’re humoring her.  Hoping that that is removed for good on Tuesday and she’ll be back to zipping around everywhere again.

Dusty is doing better, finished his pain pills today and still has a few days left on NSAIDs.  Also spoiled but that’s not new either.  He does seem a bit happier and is in less pain so he feels better all round.

Diego is feeling better and is moving around more but he’s still quite traumatized from the attack.  I don’t/wouldn’t wish injury on him but maybe he’ll realize in the future that, at only 5 pounds, he can’t just jump on the big dogs and expect to be king.  He needs to calm his butt down and stop playing so rough.  The big dogs don’t realize that they can hurt him very easily and Diego didn’t realize it either until this happened.  I really hope he’s learned a lesson and slows down now.  I don’t want to see him injured worse the next time.  His little ear has two puncture wounds in it so I may have to take him in to get antibiotics but otherwise he’s good physically.  You can’t move too fast or he screams and runs, so he has a little PTSD going on.  Poor baby!

Daisy is doing great!  She seems very happy and is calmer all the time.  Her wounds have healed and she’s doing great health-wise.  We’re still having some resource guarding issues with food bowls though.  Tonight we started feeding them all in their crates and moved some crates around so there’s no crate beside Daisy’s crate when she eats.  It seemed to work out; wish us luck!  We’ve had her out of her muzzle quite a bit but with Ronnie home on the holiday weekend there’s just too much excitement for the dogs to handle, so she still wears it for part of the day.  We make sure she has time out of the crate on her own without a muzzle and personal cuddle time, too.  We do the same for the little ones but for the most part they are all out together most of the time if Ronnie and I are both home to keep an eye on them.  It wasn’t this smooth when we had Daisy before; wish we didn’t have so many dogs and could keep her but I don’t see that happening.  We still have her listed for adoption and I updated her listing tonight.  Fingers crossed!  I’d love to find a good home for her.

I’ve got to get these dogs well because I have another foot surgery scheduled for June 4th.  I went Thursday for pre-op testing and lab work so everything is in forward motion.  These fur-babies have got to give me a break.  Otherwise I’m feeling well, and with all that’s gone on lately it’s a good thing.  I wanted to sew while Ronnie was off for 5 days but that didn’t happen either.  The house is cleaner (at least it was–Ronnie is a slob and leaves everything wherever and I refuse to clean up anything else until he goes back to work Tuesday.  Not worth it!  But the laundry, linens and all the dog crates/blankets have been laundered.  The fish tanks are clean, groceries bought, vacuumed and moved furniture and vacuumed under it and inside the closet, etc., so it is/was better for a while.  I got to a point where he was messing it up as fast as I cleaned, so I just put on the brakes.  No sense making work for myself; I have enough as it is; I’ll be so glad when he goes back to work!

Well, I’ll get my “Debbie Downer” butt off here and get ready for bed………

Just Coasting

Things have begun to look up around here now that Daisy is home once more.  We decided there were things we approached erroneously the first time we brought Daisy into our home.  We let the little dogs dictate the mood the first time not realizing that we, as the pack leaders, should have been in the lead.  (Hindsight is 20/20!)  This time when Daisy came in the door I could see her visibly shaking as she planted her feet on the rug inside the door.  We had already decided that the little dogs would have to toe the line this time; they would have to learn the word “No!”.  And they are learning it somewhat late in their development, but learning it they are!  Mimi and Jolie are still quite vocal at times, but they are called down immediately and are responding to the command.  Daisy is still trying to be the boss.  She gets in the middle of everything we do, shows domination traits (putting herself higher than us, against us, over Bandit’s back, mouthing us with her teeth during play, walking between our legs, leaning into us, etc.) and a little resource guarding of her toys and food.  We do not feed them together and haven’t bought any new toys for her to guard as her own.  She seems to have grown up some since she’s been gone.  She’s calmer, she chews up less toys and doesn’t chew up her blankets like she used to.  Hopefully some of that was stress-related and her still being a puppy and having that chewing urge that puppies have while they’re teething.

Daisy is in her crate only while the littles eat and at night (as are Bandit, Gypsy, Mimi and Diego because either they potty in the house and/or to keep them out of our bed).  She wears her muzzle if she is out of the crate when the littles are out.  We put the littles in so Daisy has free time and gets to eat several times per day just as the littles do.  It’s working well.  We’ve had 2 short temper tantrums: once Mimi thought Daisy was too close to “her” daddy and she started to nip at Daisy, of course, Daisy jumped back, but we stopped it mid-tantrum and that was that.  The other time Daisy and Bandit had “words” (not physical, just barking and growling) in the living room which I stopped and crated both dogs…no more issues there either.

I am careful to watch the interactions closely and am thinking that over time, Daisy will find her place in the pack and the pack will find out that Daisy is no threat as long as they are no threat to her.  Eventually we’d like to not have to put a muzzle on Daisy at all, but only time will tell on that issue.  I think we’re going about it in a better manner now; it is very much different from last time and the stress level is much, much lower already.

On another note, last Monday our little baby, 4-pound Zoe hurt her hip–don’t know how because I didn’t see it when it happened and saw no evidence of any issue.  I let the dogs out of their crates in the morning so they could go potty, walked into my office to pick up my cup I’d left in there the night before and when I walked back into the kitchen Zoe was headed back through the doggie door holding her rear leg up high and squealing.  I picked her up and comforted her but she would not be comforted; she was in pain and wanted me to fix it for her.  I couldn’t tell if anything was broken or out of place, and she has tiny bird-like bones in her legs so I thought it prudent to call the vet ASAP.  I put Daisy back in her crate and took Zoe in to the vet.  They kept her and started pain meds IV—then I was really scared!  They called me after her pain calmed down and said they were about to sedate her and do x-rays.  That showed that her left hip was out of place and they planned on putting it back in place once she was fully sedated but by the time the sedation took effect the hip had slid back into place on its own.  I picked her up that evening and brought her home on pain meds and NSAIDs.  She has a “hobble” bandage attached to both back legs to keep her from slipping the hip back out before it heals.  I’ll take her back to the vet on Monday to make sure we’re headed in the right direction with our baby.  She’s not walking much on her back legs and has been quite the spoiled little pill.  Either Ronnie or myself has carried and held her all week.  If we can’t hold her we put her in Diego’s crate so she is safe and can survey her world properly.

Dusty had his nervous stomach flare up again last night so he’s back on his liquid stomach meds again.  He was bloated up like a balloon last night but it’s gone down a lot by today.  They told me his stomach issues could be stress-related so I’m assuming it’s flared because of the situation with bringing Daisy back into the pack.  He screams in pain when it flares up and is hard for us to handle him.  It breaks our hearts!  But the liquid medication has an almost immediate effect on his symptoms and in a few days he goes back to his normal Dusty self so I’m expecting that to happen this time, too.

 

Daisy Is Home!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Daisy has been found!!!!!!!!!!!!

Daisy has been found!!!!!!!!!!!!

As the poster says, Daisy is back home, safe and sound!  The sanctuary people found her walking down the street as if nothing was out of the ordinary and scooped her up.  They called me at 8 AM with the news.  Ronnie took off work before lunch and picked her up in Alvin where someone from the sanctuary met him with her so we wouldn’t have to drive all the way out to Danbury.

She is home, knows who we are and acts like she’s never been gone and nothing has ever changed in her life from before she went to the sanctuary at the end of 2014.  She loved on both of us, played in the yard and remembered Bandit (and he her).  She and Bandit are able to be out together though we’re still keeping an eye on them because Daisy is trying to dominate him and we don’t want that to even get started.  The “littles” don’t want her to even breathe the same air as they do, so nothing has changed there.  It’s going to take a while to get them all on the same page but we’re committed to doing it eventually.

She has a few abrasions on her legs and ankles but none of them are deep or infected, and don’t seem to bother her at all.  She’s going to the vet Friday morning for a complete check-up and to get some new Trifexis which she takes for heartworm and flea prevention.  Not expecting to find anything major though.  She has lost a few pounds from when she originally went to the sanctuary but she was up a few pounds then anyway.  She is slender but not bony or anything so she has been cared for sufficiently.  She doesn’t seem to have any psychological scars either so it seems they’ve cared for her well.  The gentleman today said everybody out there loved Daisy and were heartbroken when she came up missing.  I didn’t know if I believed that when they said she was gone, but, after seeing her today and talking to the staff lately I’m beginning to believe what they’ve been telling us.

Welcome home, sweet Daisy!  Mom and Dad love you, sweetie pie, and are so happy to have you home safe and sound!

We’ve Lost Our Girl

 

Flyer for Daisy

Flyer for Daisy

Our girl is missing from the sanctuary.  They called me Saturday and said she escaped after being frightened by thunder during a bad storm Friday night.   They said there was one sighting on Saturday but it wasn’t Daisy.  We drove around for 3 hours and found nothing and there’s nothing around there except a fish hatchery, lots of green fields, some farms where there were no animals around the homes, only farm animals, and one sparsely full subdivision set far back on the other side of the country road.  Where can she be and is she being well cared for wherever she is?   Daisy was never afraid of thunder when we had her; I’m very suspicious of this story.  And they said she is the only dog they’d ever lost!  How did she get out and no other dog has ever gotten out?  Why would she be afraid of thunder all of a sudden?  She’s 2 years old and never has been afraid of anything or anyone.  How could she be missing 5 days and no one has seen her?  Are they looking for her?  Or do they know she won’t come back because they’ve done something to her?  This sux!

We Have Babies!

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Mom and 2 hatched babies

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Babies alone

 

Today's peek into the lives of baby birds

Today’s peek into the lives of baby birds

Two little dove babies have recently hatched out in my airplane plant on the front porch.  At first we would scare the momma when we opened the door to leave home, but eventually she realized we weren’t going to hurt her or her babies and she’d just sit there and watch us go by.  Now the babies have adopted her attitude.  See?  There’s no cause to discriminate because we’re different species.  I’d invite them over for BBQ sometime, wouldn’t you?

 

 

No More Kissing Babies!

We went to an event with all our rescue friends last weekend.  There were lots of cute babies of all sizes and degree of sweetness (none of them was less than perfectly sweet!).  I held them all and smooched on them without regard to my own health.  That was Saturday.  By Sunday night I had a scratchy throat.  By Monday night my throat was raw, swollen and yellowish-white.  I was up and down all night last night, just too miserable to sleep.  This morning we awoke to another thunderstorm, lights and alarm system flickering off then on, and Zoe absolutely petrified by it all.  So much for trying to rest and heal!  Even Bandit screamed at one point during a very loud thunder-boomer, and I’ve never heard Bandit scream in his life!  He wanted to be let out of his crate NOW and almost ran me over when I opened the door.  Of course, none of them wanted to go out in the downpour to pee so no throw-rug was safe.  I told Ronnie tonight I absolutely refuse to kiss any more babies the rest of my life.  I feel awful!!!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday I took Gypsy to the vet for a pre-dental exam and blood work.  She enjoyed the trip but didn’t care much for having to sit in the doggie seat the entire way to Friendswood and back.  She stared knives at me the whole way.  Here she is on the way home wondering how damned long it’ll be before she can get home and get out of the car!

Gypsy: "Let me outta here!"

Gypsy: “Let me outta here!”

I also took Fancy to Starbucks for her puppy whip before I loaded Gypsy to go to the vet.  Fancy loves to go anywhere, anyhow, anytime, and stay as long as we want.  She never makes a sound and looks very interested in everything and everyone around her.  It’s like she’s watching a particularly exciting movie and is afraid she’ll miss something.

Fancy licking her lips with whipped cream on her chin

Fancy licking her lips with whipped cream on her chin

Today they all stayed home high and dry while I ventured out to the nail salon for some pampering, then some shopping.  Even though I felt bad it helped to just get a little bit of time to myself.  I didn’t accomplish a whole lot today but I got most of the laundry done when I got home and got part of the sewing supplies I’ll be needing this week to make purses.  I’ll probably go tomorrow and get the rest of the supplies.  I’m going to make at least 4 and maybe more with 2 different patterns.  I’ll post if I succeed, otherwise this will be the last you’ll hear of my purse-making.  LOL  I’ve made several so it’s not a big deal, just time-consuming and I have to be in the mood to do it.  Since I’m making purses for myself, too, maybe that’ll help motivate me.

Well, the old clock on the wall says that if I don’t go to bed I’m going to fall out of my chair.  It seems one of the sleeping pills is actually going to work.  Yay!  Good night!

Hunting Dog

We’ve thought all along of Bandit as a herding breed, but this Spring I’ve changed my mind…he is definitely a hunter.  He doesn’t run down elephants, rhinos or even deer, but he’s hell on the lizard population!  Today he brought in two recently deceased trophies, one I picked up off the couch with a paper towel, the other has yet to be seen post-battle.  I saw the combat right outside Bandit’s crate but couldn’t get him to give it up; I’m sure I’ll find the corpse when I pull his blankets out to be washed.  I hope I remember…otherwise the entire world will hear my scream when he falls on the top of my bare foot!

Bandit

Bandit

Bandit is such a good, beautiful dog.  This year he will be 5 years old; he has the shortest expected lifespan of our pack (10 years) and when that time comes he will be a true loss to the entire Lindsey family.  He has been a friend, a big brother, a protector, a confidante, playmate and snuggle-bunny for each dog that has come through our doors.  He’s loved them all and allowed the puppies to crawl all over him, bite him, abuse him and even lick the inside of his mouth (ewwwwwwwww!).  How could that not be love???  And he minds great, is attentive and a lot of company for us.  He always is ready for anything, or for nothing—our choice.  We’re so fortunate to have Bandit in our family.  We love ya, big boy!

Today I had one of those little girl snits!  I ran errands yesterday until 3:30 PM, bought groceries and fixed dinner.  Today I had a doctor’s appointment, Thursday and Friday also booked, then an event on Saturday.  When I got up today I was dreading driving 30 miles to see the podiatrist.  Then I just (mentally) put my hands on my hips, stomped my foot, and said to the universe, “No!”.  I thought then that I’d just spend the day in my nightgown and be damned if I cared if anything was accomplished today, but then I decided that I and the house smelled too bad for that scenario.  I soaked in the tub, took Fancypants to Starbucks and then came home and started laundry, got the bed linens changed, rugs washed, and still spent about 1 1/2 hours watching some sewing videos.  It was an excellent day!  And I rescheduled those appointments with no one caring one way or another.  I’ve got to start going easier on myself; I’m making retirement seem like way too much of a job!

Done-Not Done

Got Fancy to grooming and she’s feeling spiffy and pretty again.  Didn’t go to the podiatrist; changed it to next week but went to the optometrist instead.  I’ll finally have glasses I might be able to see through again in a couple of weeks (looking forward to that!).  Had cardiac echo Wednesday, waiting on the next 2 tests then we’ll be through with that for the year again.

Got into the sewing room the first of the week and embroidered 2 blankets to donate.  Only 16 more to do before the next project starts.  I got all the leashes and collars, etc., delivered to Friendswood and picked up Jolie’s medication.  At least my health is holding again so I should be able to keep up with it all again.  I’ll have to get my blood work done once more in order to stabilize my medication where it is now.  I’ll try to get in for that next week, too.  Knocking out the extra stuff bit by bit.  Princess goes to the vet Monday, so that’ll be another thing completed on my doggie medical list for 2015.  I’ll have 3 of them to get in for dentals, then Zoe, Daisy and Fancy for shots; then we’re through for the year.  Yay!  Next week I should be able to start getting estimates to replace our entire AC system.  Dreading the cost but it’s got to be done before it gets hot again, which is in the offing right now—It was 82 in Houston today already and it’s barely April!  It’s always something, isn’t it?

Plan is to make a few blankets every day so I don’t get overwhelmed knowing I have 18 blankets to deliver all at once.  Since 2 are complete and packed in individual bags already I’ll try to get a couple more done tomorrow after I get through with errands.  Got some laundry to do, etc., but nothing too terribly important that I can’t get in the sewing room for a few hours.  Hope fully I’ll sleep better tonight and will be more productive tomorrow.  My eyes are still somewhat dilated from the doctor’s office today.  I didn’t think it was supposed to last this long, but I’m not staying up much longer anyway.  They’ll be in full working order by the time I wake up in the morning.

Good night, loved ones!

Quiet Time

Harnesses

Harnesses

It’s been a fairly pleasant day after a rude awakening this morning.  I enjoy sleeping as long as I can on the mornings that Ronnie is off work because I know he is caring for the dogs and I can take the time for myself, but this morning the dogs were loud way too early and then the pressure washer roared to life on the patio outside my window.  Needless to say, I didn’t get up in a good mood!  Still in my nightgown, I stomped into my kitchen to complain about the noise factor.  Out on my patio in the bright sunlight stood a neighbor who was helping Ronnie get started.  Oops!  Thankfully he never looked up and saw me; I hurried back to my bedroom and dressed.  Then I grabbed up Fancypants and took her for a coffee run to Starbucks.  By the time we got home the bad mood was over and the day had begun.

I didn’t accomplish much today: a bit of laundry and pick-up in the house but I cleaned both fish tanks before Ronnie took me to eat dinner, then watched some Amazon Video before giving up for the night.  There’s not anything worth watching on TV right now due to the religious crap on for Easter–even on The Weather Channel!!!  It’s on every station so we just gave up and went to Amazon.  There hasn’t even been anything to record for watching later; hopefully that will change tomorrow when the new week rolls around.

When we got home from dinner, Ronnie took the dogs for a walk (a few at a time) so they’re all happy and sleeping contentedly at this point.  I wanted to get in the sewing room but things didn’t work out for me to sew today—too many interruptions and too many times I had to wait before finishing a task.  I’ve been working on some leashes and dog collars to donate, and we bought some more pre-made ones at Wal-Mart yesterday that I can embellish for sale, too.  I’ll be dropping off some things this week because Jolie is running low on medications and I’ll have to run over to the vet to pick them up anyway.  So I’ll get some stuff done tomorrow and Tuesday, then pack it up for a run.  No problem!  I did pack up the little sewing machine back into its bag and I’m using nothing but the Ellisimo now.  It’ll be interesting to see how it works on these new leashes since I did the previous ones on the small machine.  The smaller one, the Elizabeth model, has a lot of decorative stitches but the Ellisimo was the top of the line model when I bought it 2 1/2 years ago (there’s a newer one out now for $15,000…….NOT!) and has even more stitch capabilities.  So it should be fun trying out things I’ve never played with on the big machine.

This week I have a cardiac ultrasound and an appointment with the podiatrist (hopefully he’ll release me now).  Fancypants gets her grooming done and I’ll go visit my mom one day.  Then, of course, I’ll make a trip to the vet one day, too.  All-in-all not very ambitious, and, as I always say, hopefully I’ll be able to get in the sewing room and get some projects completed.  LOL

 

No Preference

I didn’t know what to call this post, just felt like posting before I shuffle off to bed.  Tomorrow is my cardiologist appointment and hair appointment afterward.  Today the pest control folks did our quarterly treatment.  I took Fancy to Starbucks, did some laundry, made a cake for Ronnie to take to work and did some sewing.  I cleaned up the sewing room a bit, reorganized what I’d been dumping in there (things I’d bought and just set down for “later”), then worked on a couple of blouses I wanted to restyle.  One had a floppy facing around the neck that I stitched down with a fancy design then cut the excess away.  It was an old blouse I’ve had about 5 years but still comfy; the facing just aggravated me every time I wore it.  It won’t again because I cut the danged thing out today.  The other blouse is a newer one I’d only worn once and decided it was too loose in the neckline and every time I’d bend I’d show my underthings to the world.  So I put in a modesty panel.  Voila!  Don’t have to worry about that one either.  I have another couple of those to fix and a zipper to replace in a sweater (Diego ate a chunk out of the original plastic zipper).  I looked at the design of the zipper in the sweater and decided I didn’t have the energy or desire to rip the damned thing out today, so I took a break instead.  I did get the fabric remnants I’d bought all washed up and folded so they can be put to use.

It felt good to be back in the sewing room again; lately all I’ve managed is some mending.  Today at least I got to do some creative things even if I didn’t get any of the blankets done.  I still have the entire stack to embroider/applique but have been so preoccupied with the computers lately that none have gotten done.  I did manage to get fabric stuck in the little sewing machine 3 times and had to cut the material out to get it out of the machine.  I managed to stick myself in one finger and one thumb with sewing machine needles and had to take the machine apart twice due to the issue.  I think I have done a dis-service to the little machine by doing the dog collars and leashes on it a couple of weeks ago.  The newer machines have plastic gears inside and I now have a thump going on in there that I don’t remember having before.  I told Ronnie tonight I was going to start sewing on the big machine instead of the small one.  I bought the small one (Babylock Elizabeth) to take to classes because it was lighter to transport (my big machine weighs over 40 pounds!), but usually leave it on the small sewing table to have something to do quick jobs.  When I sew on the Babylock Ellisimo I have to change out the presser foot and shank, needle, and rethread in sewing thread every time.  No more than I actually sew, I don’t do the switch; it’s too easy just to use the machine that’s out.  Then, all I have to do is to rethread (occasionally change the needle) and sew.  Sometimes I’m so lazy!

On the good side, all the computers are currently loaded and functioning as planned.  I have my good laptop on Windows 7 Professional, the little laptop on Windows 8.1, and this desktop dual-booting Windows 7 and Windows 10 TP.  All the drivers and software is loaded and working for the first time since January.  That’s when the desktop computer started shutting down randomly.  No more, thankfully.  It cost a total of $700 to fix it and to replace the parts I’d already done before it went to the shop.  I had reloaded all our PCs (Ronnie’s laptop, too) when I had my foot surgery in January so maybe I won’t have to do anything major on them for a while.

I’ve almost caught up on the dog vetting (one more on Friday, then free until June) and now that the computers are running, maybe I’ll manage to get those blankets done.  We got Jolie’s lab results back (some better/some worse but she’s doing better than she has for a while); Doc says to just keep on doing what we’re doing.  She’s lost 3 pounds and acts like a puppy at times.  She wags her tail so big that it just might cause her to lose her balance; this is a first for her to be this energetic and happy.  I used to check on her throughout the day to make sure she was still breathing.  When I come home she now greets me at the door like the other dogs and demands attention.  She climbed up in my lap the other day and pawed me to get my attention; Jolie never asks for attention…never ever.  So this is a red-letter event for her.  Now if we could just get a home for Daisy!!!!!!!!!  Still no leads unfortunately.  I hope the wait is because we’re going to find just the right place for her at last.  Fingers crossed!

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