RIP Little Ann

So earlier today, I made some flip comment about our weekend being uneventful. Clearly, that needed to change. Tonight, we lost our girl Ann. She is a fence jumper. We know this. Usually, she runs into the neighbors backyard to play with their dogs. Tonight, she deviated. John and I were inside and went to check on her. Called and called from the back porch and got nothing. He suddenly became strangely quiet, so i went to check on him. There he was, in the road, with our broken little Ann. All life had already passed and it was extremely clear it was very very fast. For that, we are thankful. I could not have handled making the decision to euthanize will being aware that she was in agony. I am still in shock. Our little Ann. We drove across the country - 20 hours, to pick her up in all her white glory. She spent her first hours with us chewing John's ears and harassing Dan. She taught us so much. We loved her so much. Every day, she would bounce inside, only to cuddle up to me and take a nap. No dog will ever be Ann. Rip Little girl, we miss you.

An uneventful (thankfully) series of days...

For the most part, not much has gone on (except my Jamey Johnson tickets!). The weekend was fairly busy at work, with not much ado. I did rescue a boxer puppy that later died. He presented to us with difficulty breathing and pain. His owners couldnt afford his treatment - not even his xrays, so I offered them relinquishment (is that a word?). They readily signed him over to give him the chance of survival. When I snapped his xrays, I initially thought he had cancer. His lungs were full of pea sized hazy areas, often referred to as "mets" - which usually means the cancer, from somewhere else, has metastasized to the lungs. It is VERY unusual to see a cancer in a puppy THIS young, even if it was a boxer. Around the same time that my head was processing all of this, Dr L calls over the phone and says its kibble - The puppy had literally aspirated his food. He had a belly full of the same sized hazy spots... I was just missing them because I was so stuck on cancer...Very bad! The most HUMANE thing for him to do was to be euthanized, so we did. Poor puppy...


Then, Sunday night, I got off just slightly early and went to take a nap because I had to go get my Jamey Johnson tickets! I got up at 4 and went to the Inlaws house, and she drove me to Spindale...2 hours away...and we sat in line for several hours... It paid off though! I got 5th row tickets! Yay! Cant wait! Anyway, thats all! Peace out homies - K

Canine Catastrophe #1000

OK, so apparently, 2009 the year of bad animal problems. It is UNREAL.

Yesterday, a friend of ours called and their friends cat was lying around, meowing, posturing in the litter box but producing nothing, after being gone for 24 hours. I tried to explain he was blocked, but they just weren't sure, and had no money. They brought him over to check him, and sure enough he was. Their plan was to take them to a regular vet today, since they could NOT afford the ER bill (who can, really?). So, by the time our "company" left, most of the evening was burned up and well into the early morning. Husband and I straightened some things up and headed for bed. I checked the puppies, and noticed one tail looked swollen. I didnt really think all THAT much about it. After I'd been in bed about 20 minutes, Tate smooshed one and it started crying. I went to check it, and noticed that ALL the tails were swollen, some were purple, some were black already, and some had pus coming out. I FREAKED OUT. Called work. I was advised to bring them in.

I got there around 2:30. (A.M, mind you!) We worked on tails until just before 5. Poor puppies...it was horrible. I was an emotional wreck. I could barely restrain them for all the shaking I was doing... Dr L was wonderful, and helped to calm me down by being logical. Very important, when all the bad things that COULD be happening are running through my head. All caused because the sutures were just a little too tight! Its unreal! For now, the disaster is avoided, although some pups will have shorter tails! Poor little kids!

Wonder what Canine Catastrophe #1001 will be?

Happy St Patricks Day!

Just wanted to say Happy St Patty's day to everyone!

To reward Angus for his previous horrible experience, I bought him a St Patty's day outfit. Here are the pics!






This holiday invariably makes me think of a funny story about a lady I once knew. She was quite cooky, and had the hots for the dr I was working for at the time. (I say for the dr, but I think reality was she was a slut hooker cheap hussy floozy, and had the hots for ALL men) She would bring her old pit bull into be examined, and would be wearing some sort of either see through dress or short skirt to be sure and offer a good view of her undergarments. I have a bad BAD habit of finding other peoples' social discomfort hilarious and relished the opportunity to stare at the 2 of them during these events. Anyway, I digress. One afternoon, while I was doing the receptionist like duties, and the horrible, unfriendly, pit viper of a Office manager was doing her office manager like duties, the bell rang. In she walks. Im behind a counter, so I am only able to see her from approx the belly button up. She starts gushing at me, as was her way (and I kept thnking of the O.M's joke- "Coffee, tea, or me", probably the only funny thing she ever said) and I was trying to be polite, yet get her out as quickly as possible. She keeps on asking where the dr was, and I was still trying to hurry her. I cut my eyes over to OM and she has this look of hysterical laughter, and her mouth is covered. Now, I think she's amused at MY discomfort, so made a mental note to tell her off as soon as possible. I go through the desk opening to grab floozy's product, and I happen to see what she is wearing. Now, mind you, its St Patty's day. She has a black dress (not knee length, either) and she is wearing white tights covered with GINORMOUS red lips. I LOST it. I couldnt quit laughing. Inappropriate laughter has always been a problem for me, I think its hereditary. She says what? I thought it was Valentines day, took her product and left. LOL. How do you mistake VALENTINES DAY for ST PATTY'S DAY!? Funniest thing I think ever happened to me there...
Idk, maybe you had to be there??

Puppy tails..

So, our new dr at the ER clinic rocks the house. I asked her if she did puppy tails, and her answer was this hesitant yes, followed by "but Im a bit of a perfectionist". I was immediately in love with her. For those of you who KNOW, the puppy tails are a constant source of anxiety with every litter. I anguish over who should cut them, will they be long enough, WHERE to make the cut.. its a HUGE deal and I usually lose 10 lbs in sweating out my anxiety. So, she immmediately got elected to do it!

Last night we took the pups in, got everyone shaved & measured, and she docked them. She did a fabulous job, and it was the most bloodless group of tails Ive ever seen (sorry, kinda gross, but they bleed alot as babies, it just clots faster, I was told its called "fetal blood", and its a safety mechanism) The tails look fabulous, the puppies were happy about 2 seconds after the last suture, and everyone went away content. It DID take 2 hours..but Im so glad she was willing to do it! (Especially since the fabulous Dr E was a chicken about the whole thing,and politely maintained his refusal or avoidance of the whole subject,lol) Anyway, Im happy! Yay!

We had a CE for work yesterday, that Wifey and I attended, and I tell ya..There was ALOT of information there, but I could hardly keep my eyes open. The lack of sleep rapidly caught up with me, and there were a couple gigglig incidents from my wifey neighbor that had me concered that I had let out a snore.. I tried to convince her to put a pen in my eye to hold my lids up, but she was very non-commital on this. However, I made it through and even took some good information home.

Oh, and the day wouldnt be complete without some sort of dog disaster. I was cooking dinner last night, in preperation for taking the puppies in, and I look outside at the dogs. Angus is standing on the porch hunched up, looking mighty painful. I tapped the glass and he swung around JUST enough for me to see he had penal prolapse. So, I freaked out. Usually, Ive seen this with chihuahua's who are packing penis' the SIZE of Angus', but I havent seen it so much in big dogs. It usually isnt all that fun either, an incision has to be made in the sheath, and the penis is returned to inside land where it belongs. I wasnt sure that I could EMOTIONALLY or FINANCIALLY handle yet another procedure, or bill, or anesthesia on Angus. So, I called work. I was advised to put sugar on it.. LOL. So, in the midst of me cooking, we laid angus down, slathered him in mineral oil, and then poured sugar on like we were making candy. A few minutes later, VOILA. Penis disappeared. YAY! Angus was fairly certain this was horrible, and spent several minutes staring at the area, trying to decide if mineral oil & sugar were edible. Quite disgusting. So, he got a free car ride too, and had to be flushed out really well to prevent a sugary infection. Yuck!

At any rate, going to lunch today with Dr. E & wifey...I tried to convince them to go to Donovan's but they seem a little unsure... LOL

So, I tried to upload some pics of the puppy tails but the pic uploader isnt working... I'll try again lter.. Peace out for now homies! -k

Puppies!

Tate started having puppies around 3am on Friday the 13th (insert scary music here). She clearly didnt read the delivery manual, because she marched to the beat of her own delivery drum for the entire thing. Each puppy, initially, had about an hour and ten minutes between them. Finally, she got into the swing of things and was delivering about every 40 minutes... Could be that she also was noticing me nodding off and drooling at the edge of the whelping box, and she was concerned for her puppies safety (they are way too young to swim yet). Ive had extremely broken sleep for the past 48 hours and Im still exhausted. I cant imagine how the poor dog feels after pushing 8 puppies out. She seems to be resting fairly comfortably, and so far hasnt smooshed any babies to death.

Here is my scolding for the day. Are people reading my blog? Then leave a comment! I have no way to track whos reading, who likes, who doesnt like, nothing! I said I wasnt going to care, but I DO! Please, leave a comment occasionally :) If all 3 of you get together, you can rotate out who leaves one each time... I think its a great idea! Anyway, Im adding some puppy pics, enjoy :) -k

EXTRA! EXTRA! Read all about it!

So, a friend of mine directed me to this article online. I planned to just paste it here, but at the bottom it says it CANNOT BE REPRODUCED, so Im not entirely sure I CAN post it here... Since its clear that WXII reads my blog, I wouldnt want to get in trouble :)

Anyway, turns out that Hollywood Hollow was charged almost $55,000 for the people that were there over the fire code. I imagine they are NOT happy campers right about now.. It makes me kinda feel sorry for them, especially since the incident was due to fradulent tickets. Hate that for them. So glad I made it into the concert though... Once that started, it was fantastic!

Here is the link:
http://www.wxii12.com/news/18913864/detail.html


Read all about it!

Still waiting on Tate to have her puppies.
I 'met' a lady online that sld me the batteries at the JJ concert.. Shes a vet tech too! Couldnt believe it! I also MIGHT've convinced wifey to go to the JJ concert in Spindale instead of Husband. I also made a special (secret) T-shirt for the next concert. Cant wait to get it! Yay! Peace out homies---k