Grizzley has been doing well on 5mg prednisone once a day. As Dr. L instructed, I tried once every other day before I ran out of pills, but he promptly started throwing up a little everyday. So I tried once every day and a half, but let’s face it. I’m getting old and the gray matter inside my skull doesn’t process this “once every day and a half” concept very well; one dose in the morning, then the next day in the evening, and then skip a day, and the one in the morning, etc. You get my drift. So back to once a day, and he seems to be doing fine again. And I will refrain from talking about how Sheila, my vet’s receptionist, screwed us up this time getting the scribe renewed.
Georgia has been doing well, and I dare say she’s the happiest one among my bunch. She doesn’t care if it’s hot, humid, muggy, wet, rainy, or pouring. She keeps on hopping around pees and poops with joy, chasing bugs, making splashes in the mud puddles. She’s been getting a little used to noises from outside our property, too – I hate to admit, but it might have to do with the fact that the neighbor is so loud so often.
Brooklyn, of course, is miserable. She’s miserable in the hot and humid summer of NY. She pees only once a day, or twice if motivated because she hates to get her precious paws wet. She poops once maybe 3 or 4 days. Being a winter dog, she doesn’t know what to do outside when it’s scorching. The weather has been simply weird for this time of the year and wasn’t THAT bad, but as I pointed out in earlier entries, Brooklyn is a diva. Everything has to be JUST so for her to lead a normal dog’s life. So yeah, it sucks for her this time of the year and all this rain we are getting isn’t helping either.]
Brandy is doing OK; not great, not bad, but just OK. We finished amoxicillin, and she’s not that much better. But her diarrhea is being controlled to just soft stool most of the time. She is gaining her weight back it seems – I’m not sure, but I can’t feel her bones as easily as before when I was worried sick. I’m still trying to find a time to talk to the vet – I called the vet’s office a few times and either Lorraine or Sheila has been answering, so I just hung up because I know the chances are very slim to get to talk to Dr. L.
Foster is, well, he’s Foster. It took me a little over 40 minutes to clip his nails just last night including 5-10 minute break I took since I was sweating profusely trying to clip his nails sitting inside his crate with him. Afterwards he lied down on his side the rest of the night pretending he died from nail clipping.
Strange weather patterns these days brought the dog days of summer about a month early. And just three days ago, I had to wear a jacket to take the dogs outside at night and I guess it’s all my fault because I had to tell everybody and their uncle that it’s the coolest May and June I’ve ever had in New York.
Georgia doesn’t care if it’s upper nineties outside. It doesn’t faze her a bit. She knows green goes well with her, and takes every opportunity to look good.
Brooklyn is relieved that it hasn’t rained for TWO straight days for a change and ground is acceptably dry for her to pee this morning. Of course it’s not that dry for her to stay on it right after. Being a winter dog, this weather is too hot for Brooklyn anyway.
Brandy gets quickly into her stalking position while Foster is distracted by a squirrel up on a tree in my neighbor’s yard. She tried once or twice to play, but it’s just too hot to play. I know when Brandy goes back to the door to look longingly inside, then it’s too hot period.
Upon not getting the expected scratches when he sat down in front of me, Foster quickly gets down to see if THAT would get him some scratches, then forgets all about it when distracted by a bee. His black fur absorbs heat and so his body gets hot really fast. Unlike the others, he doesn’t have the sense to seek out shades and usually lies down under the blazing sun panting like crazy.
I had to work today. Not only I had to work, I had to work longer than a normal weekday because my brain or lack thereof decided to stay asleep all day. Otherwise, I would have been able to come back home by 3:00 or 4:00 this afternoon. Instead I came home a little after 8:00pm and all I had was a little bag of Doritos and coffee. I’m extremely tired and hungry and my brain still steadfastly refuses to cooperate. So I know I uploaded these two pictures on the server last night to put them in the blog, but for the life of me, can’t remember why.
Help a sister out?
Edited to add the captions by PrincessGinger.
“Back off, or I’ll swat you with my fluffy tail.”
“I told you I could sing opera.”
I finally managed to take some pictures. The camera beeps with the flashing red battery low warning after I take just one picture. But I can keep shooting until the camera shuts itself off, so I got a handful of pictures out of it.
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Serious Stuff. Seriously
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