tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38370138965846926492024-03-13T12:55:10.884-05:00Lucky Water DogsLife with two curly water dogs - an Addisonian Portuguese Water Dog and a Crazy "Miniature" PoodleCDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-26391298500899740752018-04-15T21:19:00.001-05:002018-04-15T21:23:57.177-05:00Sunday update<p dir="ltr">His appetite is back, his temperament is more normal. </p>
<p dir="ltr">His balance is about the same. </p>
<p dir="ltr">What I need to remember is he is on 10mg of prednisone a day. Right now that's 4mg per pound of body weight. His maintenance dose was 1mg, generally per 45lbs. So of course his appetite is back. I need to caution myself against false hope. </p>
<p dir="ltr">One thing we realised is that he lost 3 lbs in a week. Thank goodness for monthly vet visits? The week before he had been in for his percorten injection and was 43 lbs. As I type this, I realize he had been in the week before that for an ear infection and weighed his usual 45 lbs. <br></p>
CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-30708112212068972552018-04-14T18:00:00.000-05:002018-04-14T18:00:43.921-05:00Sad NewsI come back to this blog to record sad news. Yesterday Lucky was "unofficially" diagnosed with brain cancer and anal gland cancer. I say unofficially because I cannot, in good conscience, put a nearly 13 year old dog who has suffered from Addison's Disease for a decade under the stress of the diagnostic tests required to confirm it.<br />
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I will some time come back to detail the events that led up to his diagnosis. But I wanted to record a few things here.<br />
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They aren't kidding when they say the breed is tenacious. And that it doesn't slow down until they're 20. He wants to do so much of what he originally used to do - jump up on couches, go up/down stairs, etc. and gets frustrated with me when I don't let him or try to help.<br />
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But it is the things he no longer does that I seem to miss the most.<br />
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Since that Thursday, he has not barked. This from a dog who you generally could not shut up. Even though he's been pretty much deaf for a good while, he would almost always start barking when his sister started up. But on Friday we had someone ring the doorbell and, while he perked up that his sister was barking, he did not. He has whined a little bit, but not a great deal. It is the silence that is most unnerving.<br />
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He also does not seem interested in play. That could be blamed upon his equilibrium issues. But I do wonder if it's related to the above. Wolf puppies play and bark. Adult wolves do not. I wonder if these two behaviors are still in the same center of the brain in domestic dogs? I'm sure behavioral scientists have mapped this out and know the answer, but it is interesting to me, as a non-expert, to see what behaviors he has lost or changed as a result.<br />
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Also, he cannot turn left. The side that is most affected due to the tumor is his left side, so this makes sense.<br />
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Altitude adjustments (jumping up/down) seem to bother his balance the most.<br />
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He still adores food. He was back to trolling the kitchen table today (in a mobility-limited way). He still loves his boys. He still loves scritches. He is NOT a fan of being groomed, but he can't get away as easily so he "tolerates" it more.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-28043298080706318732010-09-21T08:53:00.000-05:002010-09-21T08:53:49.560-05:00In which the Nursery becomes interestingAbout a month ago we got our crib. We put it up - the dogs sniffed it and walked away.<br />
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A couple weeks ago we got the bedding and a closet solution. We installed the closet, put the bedding on the crib, wound up the mobile - the dogs sniffed it and walked away.<br />
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We bought some clothes and books. The dogs sniffed them and walked away.<br />
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We started walks with the stroller. The dogs ignore it and walk as politely as ever. <br />
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This past weekend I had a small-ish shower, so I came home with a trunk full of baby gear - bathtub, high chair, car seat base, diapers, Nuks, bottles, rattles, booties, hats, stuffed animals, blankets....<br />
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All of a sudden! The nursery is this fascinating place that must be investigated every time they go upstairs. Diapers! Small toys that make noises! Even bowls are getting a testing tooth put on them.<br />
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They've already tried appropriating some of the toys and rattles as their own. A firm "Ah ah" is generally enough of a deterrent and they're dropping the item on cue if the urge to nibble is too great (well, Lucky is... Indy still needs a little encouragement).<br />
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The door to the nursery is shut unless I'm up there to supervise. We go in at least once a day to let them sniff and explore. They get lots of cookies for sniffing but not nibbling. I also put together a basket of diapers to keep on the main floor so they get used to baby smells down there, too.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-86939385003987659952010-08-25T12:00:00.007-05:002010-08-25T12:00:01.105-05:00Indy solicited a game of tug!! From LUCKY!This is a huge development in the curly dog household!<br />
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Indy is very... individualized when playing with toys. She will chase after a thrown toy but she won't bring it back to you - she'll go to another spot to chew/squeak it. When I'm playing a game of tug with Lucky or if Lucky is fetching a toy, she'll bust in, grab the toy and tug it away from him and then run away - and it's not to solicit a game of chase.<br />
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Lucky tries to solicit games of tug from her, the same way he teaches little puppies, but she doesn't understand what he's doing. So he's very confused and stressed when she yanks the toy away from him and goes off by herself. And also I think he remembers her resource guarding from when we first brought her home, so he doesn't pursue her to try and force the issue.<br />
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They play wrassle and chase together but if you add a toy into the mix it's not playing for Indy - it's competition. And she's determined to win. It's never sat well with me that Indy refused to engage in normal canine social play. It is a rather large red flag. Ironically, Patricia McConnell recently <a href="http://www.theotherendoftheleash.com/hoping-for-hope">wrote a very similar post</a> on this topic between her two dogs, Will and Hope, with much the same set of worries. Because Lucky is such a rock-solid dog in terms of temperament, unlike Will, I've never worried it would become a source of serious conflict but it IS a source of stress for Lucky, which I think has manifested itself in a few episodes over the past year (one this past July and one in <a href="http://luckywaterdog.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-when-everything-was-calm.html">April</a>). That's a problem.<br />
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Well, last night Indy was squeaking on her new <a href="http://www.petco.com/product/112300/Crazy-Critter-Fox-Stuffing-Free-Dog-Toy--As-Seen-on-TV.aspx?CoreCat=LN_Shopping_DogSupplies_Toys">dead fox toy</a> and Lucky was clearly in the mood to play with her. She was receptive to the idea of a good round of wrassling but also really wanted to play with her fox toy. After a few false starts where she would squeak the toy and then go dive at Lucky to jaw with him, then run back to squeak the toy, she <i>carried the fox over</i> and dangled it in front of him. Lucky was hesitant at first but after a few test attempts at grabbing the other end, he grabbed the fox and they began to play tug.<br />
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I was so excited I cheered and started clapping. Which made Indy stop and look at me. Lucky gave his head a little toss, making the fox shake, and she grabbed at it again and they tugged a bit more. I toned down and started quietly saying "Goooooood girl!" while she kept playing. It didn't last long because they switched to chase zoomies (sans toy) but it was there - she solicited the interaction and treated it as a game, not some attempt at pulling rank.<br />
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It's taken a year to get to this point. I don't think we're thru the woods by any stretch, but this is very encouraging.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-79244783482348687622010-08-13T12:01:00.000-05:002010-08-13T12:01:26.087-05:00Baby prep in an unanticipated quarterA lot of people scoff at the idea of prepping a dog for a baby. If the dog is well-trained it shouldn't be a problem, right?<br />
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Not really.<br />
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When you think about what a fundamental shift a new infant is for just the parents, who definitely have forewarning that this little tyrant is about to completely reorganize the running of the household, it should be no surprise that perhaps the dogs might need some time to get used to the idea as well. Prepping a dog for a baby isn't just about making sure the dog doesn't eat Junior, it's about making sure the dog is <i>comfortable</i> and able to adjust to all these changes with the least amount of stress possible. Also, every dog reacts differently to stress when they're overwhelmed by change.<br />
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Case in point - we purchased a new car. We knew that once Junior made his arrival we wouldn't be able to transport two dogs and an infant in either of our small cars. So we've been researching and shopping around for months now. We settled on a 2010 Hyundai Santa Fe as an excellent car for our needs. The idea is the dogs would ride in the far back, leaving the back seat for car seat and baby gear.<br />
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Both dogs have ridden in SUVs before with no problems but I know a new car means new smells and that's a party for a dog. So for the first trip I let the dogs take their time, sniff the exterior of the car, check out the interior, get comfy, etc. Once it seemed like they were relaxed in the back, I closed the tailgate and hopped in the front.<br />
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I got maybe a mile or two away before I had to pull over. Lucky - my rock solid, never met a car he didn't like, dog - was having a full-blown freak out, crying and scrabbling at the floor. He was a hot mess. I was the only person in the car, so I loaded them into the back seat and he was fine.<br />
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Next ride out The Spouse was driving. I put the dogs in the back and then I sat in the back seat with a pouch full of super-delicious treats. Lucky was taking cookies while the car was still, no problem. The Spouse started driving and Lucky tucked tail and refused to eat even dehydrated chicken breast. But this time I could see the problem - the back, even though it's carpeted, is too slick for him to get a grip on. He's the sort of dog that lies down and goes to sleep in the car and, without purchase, he was sliding all over the place. And it was stressful enough that he was completely shut down, refusing food. For any dog that's a <i>bad</i> sign. For an Addison's dog that's a recipe for disaster.<br />
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And this was a problem I hadn't anticipated. Certainly not from Lucky, who has never so much as whimpered in the car before. Not even the day we drove him home from the breeder's! Fortunately we have 4 months to address the problem and fix it and, in the interim, I have the option of driving with them in the back seat if I need to get them somewhere. It would be an absolute nightmare to try and address this if I had an infant to juggle, was sleep deprived, and no options.<br />
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This is what I'm talking about when I say "Yes, you absolutely should prep your dog for the baby." They may have a problem, they may not. But it's better to figure that out beforehand.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-38232942833580478032010-07-15T08:45:00.000-05:002010-07-15T08:45:16.337-05:00The Curly Duo are getting a little brotherOf the two-legged variety. I'm 20 weeks pregnant. So, in early December, we'll be bringing home a new sibling for Lucky and Indy.<br />
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A lot of people ask if the dogs know... To a certain extent, any answer I give is an anthropomorphism of them - I honestly have no clue what they're thinking. But, if I were to guess by their behavior, yes, they do know. Lucky has known probably since the beginning. He's been much more courteous and affectionate, snuggling against me at night, even spooning (he makes the best maternity pillow on the planet). Indy clued in much later, but in recent weeks has stopped making flying leaps onto my belly first thing in the morning - instead she jumps up by my legs and then very carefully walks up the bed and lays down right beside me.<br />
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The next couple months I'll probably be talking a lot about preparing them for the impending arrival. Lucky we've socialized around children of all ages since he was a baby and he is, quite honestly, awesome with them. Indy seems to be ok with kids, though startles easily at strange noises and wasn't too keen on my 3-year-old niece and nephew "chasing" her to try and pet her. So we have a bit more work with her, which we'll apply to Lucky as well (extra training never hurt anyone).<br />
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First step will be getting the nursery set up, with the crib and the bouncy seat and anything that moves or makes noise. There are cds you can buy of baby sounds - which may or may not do anything, depending on your dog, books by the dozen on the topic and a myriad of advice ranging from excellent to appalling. I've been giving advice and pointers on this topic to friends for several years now, so I'll review a few of my favorites, along with a few "Don't buy this. ever." warnings.<br />
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Of obvious concern to us is how Lucky will react to this new added stress in his life, especially with the general added stress of the holidays in the mix. So, in addition to being sleep-deprived parents to a newborn, we'll have to keep a close eye on him as well to make sure that things are all well with his equilibrium and medication.<br />
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Things are going to get interesting in the Curly Dog household. Stay tuned!CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-28719926585626801752010-07-14T08:18:00.000-05:002010-07-14T08:18:34.636-05:00Update on the DuoSummer is always a busy time in the Curly Dog household. We're out in the yard a lot, playing and generally being cute<br />
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But, obviously, we go swimming a lot. Indy is just learning how to be comfortable in the water and Lucky loves showing off.<br />
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Last night I got home and went upstairs to let Indy and him out (Indy is crated and we keep Lucky confined to the bedroom so she doesn't get lonely). They were their usual exuberant selves, barking and dancing, happy to see me. We traipsed downstairs and I let them out. Indy started doing her usual 50mph circuit around the yard and Lucky ran back behind the raised beds to.... poop. Unusual. Usually he goes for a pee a few feet off the deck.<br />
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He came running back to the house. And squated again. And again. At this point I could see his stools were pretty much liquid. Hrm.<br />
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So I call them in the house for dinner. Lucky is looking at me like "Ehhhh." I scooped the food in his bowl and he walked away. To drink more water. I coaxed him back to his bowl and got him to eat, but it was not with his usual bowl-polishing enthusiasm.<br />
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I needed to take Indy to the vet, so I herded the dogs back upstairs to get her collar, thinking I'd give Lucky some sulfacrete and see if that helped. I considered giving him a 2nd dose of pred, but decided to talk to the vet first.<br />
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That's when I noticed the small trail of vomit on the carpet. I looked into the bathroom and saw the bath mat had been scooched back (bless him) and there was bile-y vomit all over the floor.<br />
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Shit. Shit shit shit.<br />
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I wiped up the vomit, got Indy into her collar and left for her appointment. Fortunately we were scheduled with Lucky's normal vet, so I could mention this to her. She was as concerned as I, though agreed that I should give him the sulfacrete, dissolved in water, and a 2nd pred. She also gave me some diarrhea medication.<br />
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We got home and I dosed Lucky with the dissolved sulfacrete (he's not a fan of the syringe method) and, a half hour later, gave him a pred and the diarrhea meds. He then curled up with me and I could hear his stomach gurgling away.<br />
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This morning he was pretty much back to normal, though his stools were still a bit loose. He got his usual morning pred and I gave him another anti-diarrhea pill. Hopefully he'll continue to improve.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-91162255419977955192009-12-14T08:53:00.000-06:002009-12-14T08:54:53.785-06:00Two Random Photos<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">TEENY TINY BALL<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZRiuMoJBI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8IjlQfwWP4M/s1600-h/DSC06365.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZRiuMoJBI/AAAAAAAAA4c/8IjlQfwWP4M/s400/DSC06365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415105258917995538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">He's not spoiled at all<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZRiKR_VlI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2ltbEN4Ecgo/s1600-h/DSC06377.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZRiKR_VlI/AAAAAAAAA4U/2ltbEN4Ecgo/s400/DSC06377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415105249276810834" border="0" /></a>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-62851069799876523082009-12-14T08:50:00.003-06:002009-12-14T08:52:48.458-06:00Photographic proof they don't hate each other!<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Sharing the same chair<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ1pCcC8I/AAAAAAAAA30/RKvouqQ-lIs/s1600-h/DSC06366.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ1pCcC8I/AAAAAAAAA30/RKvouqQ-lIs/s400/DSC06366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415104484438969282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Curled up on the same bed</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ182CYsI/AAAAAAAAA38/s9I3a5TaRu8/s1600-h/DSC06374.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ182CYsI/AAAAAAAAA38/s9I3a5TaRu8/s400/DSC06374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415104489755665090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lucky using Indy as a head rest</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ2WjldtI/AAAAAAAAA4E/lnNpmObmAKg/s1600-h/DSC06379.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ2WjldtI/AAAAAAAAA4E/lnNpmObmAKg/s400/DSC06379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415104496657594066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yeah, we're pretty chill now.</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ2q_61dI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dewMrOQtCLg/s1600-h/DSC06387.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SyZQ2q_61dI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dewMrOQtCLg/s400/DSC06387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415104502145144274" border="0" /></a>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-77436258522357587302009-12-07T08:56:00.002-06:002009-12-07T09:39:46.481-06:00He lost 5 lbs!Took Lucky to the vet and had him hop up on the scale. It read 47.5lbs. Last month it read 52.5.<br /><br />It was such a surprise that, when they were ready for us, the vet tech had me re-weigh him. That's a lot of weight to lose in a month's time. And, in an Addison's dog, unexplained weight loss is not a good thing. But, talking with the vet, I think it's 4 things.<br /><br />1) The Spouse had reduced his food intake this month by nearly 1/2 cup a day<br />2) They've been better about getting those nightly walks in<br />3) He and Indy actually play every day now, so there's a lot more activity<br />4) We just got back from a long weekend up north, which is a lot more activity than normal as well<br /><br />So I told The Spouse to take his food intake back up to normal. We'll see if he remains at the same weight or not. If he drops again, we'll probably need to run bloodwork to make sure everything is ok.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-48870670484016841532009-12-03T10:27:00.005-06:002009-12-03T10:36:57.902-06:00Grooming Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Before they left - hairy beasts with no eyes.</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sxfnl_5jDiI/AAAAAAAAA3U/cG6_ekCNqx8/s1600-h/DSC06339.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sxfnl_5jDiI/AAAAAAAAA3U/cG6_ekCNqx8/s400/DSC06339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411048117302922786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">After!</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnRsRJwZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/W-HXkaUf9GI/s1600-h/DSC06346.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnRsRJwZI/AAAAAAAAA3M/W-HXkaUf9GI/s400/DSC06346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047768435835282" border="0" /></a><br />That would be Lucky being his usual gregarious self and Indy absolutely terrified. The Spouse freaked her out because when I opened the door he was crouched down with the camera up - GIANT BLOBBY THING WITH ONE EYE IN THE KITCHEN! AUGH! She tried to run right back out the door.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">PLAY TIME!</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnRcqWOYI/AAAAAAAAA3E/70dWexOgJ-8/s1600-h/DSC06347.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnRcqWOYI/AAAAAAAAA3E/70dWexOgJ-8/s400/DSC06347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047764246542722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Tug of war with...a squeaky ball? Whatever works, I guess.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQ_95uBI/AAAAAAAAA28/5Y7pnLnf8vg/s1600-h/DSC06351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQ_95uBI/AAAAAAAAA28/5Y7pnLnf8vg/s400/DSC06351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047756543932434" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Indy with the remains of the Dino Cuz<br />(he lacks feet, spines and, after this photo, a tail)</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQqbY2SI/AAAAAAAAA20/azFsS6TesD0/s1600-h/DSC06353.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQqbY2SI/AAAAAAAAA20/azFsS6TesD0/s400/DSC06353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047750762027298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pretty girl with her new 'do!</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQBulTII/AAAAAAAAA2s/HsML9i1pnU0/s1600-h/DSC06354.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfnQBulTII/AAAAAAAAA2s/HsML9i1pnU0/s400/DSC06354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411047739836681346" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Indy curled up by The Spouse, snoring loudly</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfoV957ebI/AAAAAAAAA3k/F8G6eLDYhl4/s1600-h/DSC06362.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfoV957ebI/AAAAAAAAA3k/F8G6eLDYhl4/s400/DSC06362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411048941401373106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Oi! Can you pipe down over there? I'm trying to sleep!"</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfoVfZc0tI/AAAAAAAAA3c/BTJMM_aAQzY/s1600-h/DSC06359.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SxfoVfZc0tI/AAAAAAAAA3c/BTJMM_aAQzY/s400/DSC06359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411048933212082898" border="0" /></a>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-77242984691596271092009-11-17T18:26:00.003-06:002009-11-17T18:39:29.494-06:00Lucky's last labsI know it's been a while and I said I was going to post these.<br /><br />Anyway, we ran a full panel but here are the lytes.. these would be 28-day lytes:<br /><br /><table border="1"><tbody><tr><th><br /></th><th>Na</th><th>K</th><th>Ratio</th></tr><tr><td style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Normal Ranges:</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">141-156</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">4-5.6</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">27-40</td></tr><tr><td style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">10/09/09 (28-day):</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">145</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">5.0</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">29</td></tr><tr><td style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Diagnosis:</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">135</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">6.0</td><td style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">23</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />So, like the doctor said, "Perfect". And all the rest of his labs - BUN, creatine, glucose, etc. etc - are smack-dab in the middle too.<br /><br />In other news, if you follow his <a href="http://www.youtube.com/pwdcds">YouTube channel</a>, you can see that he has decided to forgive us for bringing Indy home. They now <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nY355IIWLmk">play</a> and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNCWMgWoa8o">wrassle</a> and we even had a bit of Sharks this past week.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-83948765156825968142009-10-15T13:21:00.007-05:002009-10-15T13:44:37.948-05:00Hear Ye, Hear Ye! Lucky wins an award AND is Dog of the Month!It's an exciting month to be a Lucky Water Dog!<br /><br />First of all, he is Dog of the Month at his daycare! We got a call at the beginning of the month from the owner to let us know and also to check if we were ok with them mentioning his Addisons (of course). Here's the clip from their website:<br /><blockquote><br /><img src="http://www.centralbarkusa.com/uploads/pics/_DOM_2009-10-01_17.jpg" alt="Oak Creek, WI October Dog of the Month!" title="Oak Creek, WI October Dog of the Month!" width="125" align="left" border="0" height="180" hspace="5" /><strong>Congrats, Lucky!</strong> This is Lucky. He is a Portuguese Water Dog, a breed that has recently been in the news. Lucky has been coming to XXXXXXXXXXX almost since we opened 3 years ago amusing us with his PWD antics and fun. A little over a year ago mom and dad noticed that Lucky just wasn’t as energetic as a young PWD should be. They took Lucky to the vet and it was determined that he had Addison’s Disease. Fortunately, this is a treatable condition with medication and in no time Lucky was back to his normal energetic self. Lucky has many friends here in XXXXX and the handlers enjoy his company in the play groups. We are fortunate and happy to have this distinguished dog in our playgroup in XXXXX.<br /></blockquote>Then today, Lucky got passed an award from his friend Bentley over at <a href="http://secondhandscottie.wordpress.com/">Secondhand Scottie</a> for being such a general trooper with all the vet appointments AND coping with the addition of a new sister.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Stdo_EoV54I/AAAAAAAAA18/CHfiw-pzk2o/s1600-h/princess-climbing-to-the-top.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Stdo_EoV54I/AAAAAAAAA18/CHfiw-pzk2o/s400/princess-climbing-to-the-top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392894511583455106" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Lucky would like to thank the Academy, his mom and dad for putting up with his crazy PWD antics (countersurf? who me?), his awesome vet, and sends a grudging "Woo-Woo!" out to his little sister, Indy, who isn't quite so bad as he thought but is still annoying on occasion.<br /><br />Lucky would like to pass this award on to <a href="http://adventuresofroxy.blogspot.com/">Ace</a>, who is apparently learning to live life on the wild side with the thieving and whom he shares a passion for socks with, and to <a href="http://discdogcollies.blogspot.com/">Jackson</a>, disc dog extraordinaire, who has sent several words of encouragement with regards to getting along with a new weirdo sister.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-79826063267200854152009-10-12T08:37:00.003-05:002009-10-12T09:02:44.925-05:00An Addison's-related postIn a good way. Really, there's not a whole lot to tell. He's been very stable on his new 1mg of prednisone (down from 1.25mg).<br /><br />Also, we've been slowly lowering his Percorten dose with the goal of getting him down to 1mL. We had our monthly shot yesterday - down to 1.2mL - and sent some blood off to check lytes (which would be 28-day) and liver/kidney function. I don't have the exact numbers just yet - I'm hoping to get them tonight when I pick up his pred refill - but the vet says things look "perfect".<br /><br />If things continue this way as we drop his dose and if he remains stable on the 1mL we'll hopefully be able to switch to once-a-year bloodwork to test values. Which would be fabulous in many ways, including the bottom line of our pocketbook - lab and medication costs went up.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-8004648029814830462009-10-09T21:54:00.004-05:002009-10-09T22:00:01.255-05:00Trip to the Farmer's Market<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3-22daDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/0HApSfZccbk/s1600-h/DSC06084.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3-22daDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/0HApSfZccbk/s400/DSC06084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799938233657394" border="0" /></a>Walking in being very well behaved.</div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3zSiedWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/caiqsRmTYGA/s1600-h/DSC06087.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3zSiedWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/caiqsRmTYGA/s400/DSC06087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799739507602786" border="0" /></a>People love us. We got lots of pets and greetings.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3zBm3YHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/-ANs2-K68G0/s1600-h/DSC06088.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3zBm3YHI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/-ANs2-K68G0/s400/DSC06088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799734962610290" border="0" /></a>Wait, wait wait.... is that FOOD?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3yp9NKhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xA6Y6kg4Vm8/s1600-h/DSC06089.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3yp9NKhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/xA6Y6kg4Vm8/s400/DSC06089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799728613861906" border="0" /></a>Mom, PLEASE? Please can't I have some bread?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3yHnz_lI/AAAAAAAAA0A/zINnYHnHQ-M/s1600-h/DSC06090.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3yHnz_lI/AAAAAAAAA0A/zINnYHnHQ-M/s400/DSC06090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799719397326418" border="0" /></a>Another dog!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3xwcZ2sI/AAAAAAAAAz4/TyWXvwrw5eM/s1600-h/DSC06091.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Ss_3xwcZ2sI/AAAAAAAAAz4/TyWXvwrw5eM/s400/DSC06091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390799713175460546" border="0" /></a>Black devil dogs, coming to a Farmer's Market near you.<br /></div>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-22949412974726001022009-09-13T21:10:00.003-05:002009-09-13T21:16:31.086-05:00Lucky gets a sisterHer name is Indy and she is a large miniature (or small standard) poodle.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sq2mUiWwWPI/AAAAAAAAAzg/PDnY7u55zoY/s1600-h/DSC06043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sq2mUiWwWPI/AAAAAAAAAzg/PDnY7u55zoY/s400/DSC06043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381140001527453938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sq2mUMVenwI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bx2QTAY-bK0/s1600-h/DSC06045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/Sq2mUMVenwI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bx2QTAY-bK0/s400/DSC06045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381139995616517890" border="0" /></a><br />He is, as yet, somewhat uncertain about her. They snuggled on the ride home, but once he realized she seemed to be staying, he became rather sketchy.<br /><br />She needs a bit of work. Her obedience has to be brought up to snuff and we've had a couple growls over toys - only with him so far though. Fortunately she seems responsive enough to a good, firm "EH! EH!" and Lucky, being the awesome dog he is, has no desire to get in a scuffle over any inconsequential item.<br /><br />I think eventually they'll be good friends. We just have a few bumps to get over.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-67908105568206706952009-08-14T06:50:00.001-05:002009-08-14T06:53:14.077-05:00Lucky Dog - bringing the crazy since 2005<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SoVP2l0BW_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/3J1u-gEFGyU/s1600-h/DSC05997.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SoVP2l0BW_I/AAAAAAAAAyI/3J1u-gEFGyU/s400/DSC05997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369785929991019506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SoVP3A1vgMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/UoaGQUyEd6c/s1600-h/DSC05998.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SoVP3A1vgMI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/UoaGQUyEd6c/s400/DSC05998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369785937245995202" border="0" /></a><br />Post-swimming zoomies.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-45562176296188233782009-07-26T09:46:00.001-05:002009-07-26T09:48:02.294-05:00Lucky swimming up northI have fifty-zillion videos of him swimming but this is the best one. You couldn't keep him out of the water.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O6o-H0uJr0&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O6o-H0uJr0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-19402989596656786122009-07-05T16:48:00.000-05:002009-07-05T16:49:39.934-05:00Summer Hair Cut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SlEf3JtfdvI/AAAAAAAAAwE/_had0y1Co6w/s1600-h/DSC05444.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SlEf3JtfdvI/AAAAAAAAAwE/_had0y1Co6w/s400/DSC05444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355096464280221426" border="0" /></a>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-64924161261931064742009-06-12T09:04:00.001-05:002009-06-12T09:04:32.512-05:00Lucky's Ice Cream Cone<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FM9nKmDzpE0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FM9nKmDzpE0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-50704294667735210152009-06-09T09:06:00.004-05:002009-06-10T09:54:31.585-05:00Happy Fourth Birthday, Fuzzy Butt!Happy Birthday to you!<br />Happy Birthday to you!<br />Happy Birthday Dear Lucky!<br />Happy Birthday to you!<br /><br />Hard to imagine he went from this:<br /><img src="http://www.northco.net/chenke/lucky/photos/DCP_1947.JPG" /><br /><br />To this:<br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/SfZg44RPsoI/AAAAAAAAAiE/cPdv_YyhvkY/s1600/DSC05215.jpg" width="500" /><br /><br />His birthday was yesterday but I was hoping to have a video of him eatuing his annual ice cream cone. But we didn't make it out last night. Tonight though!CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-20124823185604394492009-05-27T08:11:00.000-05:002009-05-27T08:12:12.172-05:00Lucky helps us garden<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/26SZFLOWA8M&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/26SZFLOWA8M&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-20528983561070585942009-05-26T08:36:00.004-05:002009-05-26T08:43:44.755-05:00One yearIt's been 1 year since Lucky started first showing signs of Addison's Disease. He was officially diagnosed on June 2nd, but started exhibiting symptoms on May 26th. Funny how quickly that year went by. Now it's routine for that monthly shot and morning "peanut butter pill".<br /><br />At our vet appointment on Friday he decided he wouldn't oblige us with a stool sample. But the vet thinks it's probably just mild colitis, so we're giving him probiotics to see if that helps.<br /><br />Otherwise it was your typical Memorial Day weekend. Here's some pics.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lucky's favorite spot</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwI5ysaVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/5aHbNKYcDg8/s1600-h/DSC05304.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwI5ysaVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/5aHbNKYcDg8/s320/DSC05304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339562868967500114" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lucky in the garden</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwIj7mZsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-eep-g6mvMk/s1600-h/DSC05306.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwIj7mZsI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-eep-g6mvMk/s320/DSC05306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339562863099274946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Another Lucky shot</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwIcFQOnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/4Tb4lpMpy_I/s1600-h/DSC05308.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3yzqCrrcekU/ShnwIcFQOnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/4Tb4lpMpy_I/s320/DSC05308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339562860992281202" border="0" /></a><br />I also have a video I need to upload, once I finish editing it. I tried getting it done yesterday but the software kept crashing on me. But the wait will be worth it.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837013896584692649.post-22251389228151734642009-05-22T10:08:00.005-05:002009-05-22T10:15:15.644-05:00Monthly Vet AppointmentAnother month, another Percorten injection.<br /><br />Today we're sending along a fecal. He's been having the occasional loose stools this week and I want to rule out the Return of Giardia or other form of parasite.<br /><br />I think I also want her to check his glands. He's been scooting more than normal - whether due to the loose stools or not, I don't know. He is not going to be a happy puppy. He's pretty much used to the shots but rectals get tongue-flicks galore. Poor pook.CDLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08543028677854756082noreply@blogger.com0