(Photo by Michal Russel from Luv U Pets)
I’m leaving in just a few minutes. My vet appointment is tomorrow. Might not be back until Tuesday, going to hang out with Chris & Deb and their lovely pack. I get to see my boyfriend Sawyer again, woohoo!
Thanks for all the well wishes! We will know more tomorrow, hopefully it’s nothing serious.
I’m locked up. No, I wasn’t a naughty girl! I’m locked up because I’m having issues with my leg.
After my last post, I went to the soccer field. I was having a lot of fun and was running around a lot. Sure enough, all of the sudden I held my leg up again. After 5 minutes or so, I was using it again like nothing happened. I walked home and for the rest of the day acted as if nothing was wrong.
Yesterday I went to hydrotherapy again like every Monday. My therapist noticed that my range of motion was a bit limited and took it easy on me. I still ended up holding my leg up again, just for a few seconds though before I used it again.
On the way home, I lifted my leg up again, just for a few seconds as well before I was back to walking normally.
Either way, it was enough for my foster mom to worry, she contacted Bully Buddies so that we can make arrangements for me to go back to the vet. Until then, my foster mom is making me rest. Since I like to party when out and about, they have me locked up.
So what’s a girl got to do to keep busy?
Maybe some art?
Working on some new modeling poses?
Definitely working on some new tricks.
I’m working on “Sit Pretty” – It’s pretty hard to keep my balance!
I’m taking “Leave it” to the next level
And finally – La pièce de résistance: “Leave it”, even when it’s on my nose!
I’M A FREAKING GENIUS!!!!
Most people take this day to relax.
Me not so much. I’m working hard!
I’m working on another West Paw toy, this time it’s the Hurley. I’m now known as “Shreddinator”.
My foster mom enjoys sewing a lot so I decided to help with that… Yup, I shredded my bed again, just so she can patch it up yet again. Aren’t I nice!?! Though she said something along the lines of “If you don’t stop shredding that bed, there soon won’t be any fabric left to patch it up and then you’ll have to sleep on the cold floor!”. I don’t know what her problem is, I’m just trying to help her.
We’re soon off for a run & training session at the fenced in soccer field.
No rest for the wicked!
Went to hydrotherapy again today at Aqua Paws, just like every Thursday.
I might not look all that happy in the pictures, but let me assure you, I’m totally stoked about going to hydrotherapy and this is my “relaxed” face. The warm water, the massage… It’s just wonderful!
When we got within 1/2 block of hydrotherapy, I started to pull like a freight train. We had to wait in the parking lot for the other dog to come out first and I kept pulling to try and go in. When Jacqueline finally opened the gate to the yard and the dog came out, my foster mom dropped the leash and I just ran. I ran right past Jacqueline and Brenda, I ran straight to the pool and was doing a happy dance while I was waiting for everybody to finally come in to stop laughing. Apparently they all liked my entrance and said it was a great sign. I can’t believe that I used to put my breaks on and didn’t want to go just a few weeks ago.
I had another lovely session and I feel great!
After the session in the water, I always get cookies and snuggles from my therapists!
My leg seems ok too so I started to go for longer walks again.
By the way, meet my new friend Cassius:
Isn’t he handsome!?!?!
He is being fostered 2 houses over and I met him the other day. I love him! He is a big boy but he was so gentle with me! He let me pounce on him and then did lovely play bows.
He is looking for a forever home!
You can find out more about him on the Bully Buddies Website
I wasn’t too keen on getting out of my warm, cozy bed tonight to go for “a walk”. But once I realized where we were going, I was soooooooooooo excited. We went for pizza!!!! It’s only the second time I went there but I totally remembered all about it.
I LOVE PIZZA!!!!!!!!!!!!
PIZZA MAKES ME HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I only got the crust of a slice but I’m so so so happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wish I could have pizza every day! Breakfast, lunch and dinner!
“How is Pickles doing?”
I think I will let the following pictures speak for themselves
I’m doing well!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Thanks for all of your good thoughts and well wishes!
After some rest, my leg seems to be ok! My foster parents are still making me take it easy for a little while just to make sure.
You guys were right – My foster parents went up to Hastings today and they did bring me treats home!!!
They made me work for them though.
“Leave it” is hard. Especially if it’s for a dehydrated duck foot.
GET IN MAH BELLEH!!!!
NOM!
But look what they made Charlie do for his. Pure torture, right?
I also went to hydrotherapy again. We took it a bit easy there too… Lots of massage and floating. It was lovely. So lovely that it made me soooooooooooooo snoozy and relaxed. I almost fell asleep.
So sleepy!
I received the photos from the shoot a few weeks back with Michal Russell from Luv U Pets.
As I said before – There is a new supermodel in town and her name is PICKLES!
Not only am I stunning, I’m also a hard worker. The next shot shows me in mid air. I was bouncing up and down like this throughout most of the shoot without complaining once!
Unfortunately it’s not all fun and games. I hurt myself Sunday morning. I was walking with my foster mom. One second I was fine, next second I wasn’t using one of my hind legs. It’s the one where I already had surgery back in November. My foster mom immediately got in touch with Bully Buddies as they have more experience.
They discussed that I should take it a bit easy and take some medication. Another Bully Buddies dog who had the same surgery 2 years ago, apparently sometimes stopped using his leg in the first 6 months after surgery.
After 30 minutes in the XPen, I was using the leg again no problem and when Shelagh from HugABull came for a visit, I was jumping up and down the second I smelled cheese. Mmmh cheese!
Anyway, plan is to take it easy for a few days, no trips up to Hastings Street to get cookies. *sniff* No cookies! My foster mom will monitor me closely and if there’s any more signs of trouble, I’m going to go and see the doctor again. Please send some good thoughts my way!
Thank you for all the lovely emails again. I’m fine. I’m also no longer in the doghouse but I have lost some privileges. Every time I want to move freely in the house, I either get called back or I have a shadow following me who makes sure I’m behaving myself.
Today I walked up to busy Hastings Street. It doesn’t sound like much to you, but for a puppy like myself who was hit by a car, a big, busy road like that, is a very scary place. My foster parents and I have been working hard over the last few months to get me used to cars/traffic/noises. I used to be like a little bronco at the end of the leash, trying everything to get away because I was so scared. If I didn’t try to get away, then I’d freeze and shake. Physically it was also a bit much for me until now. It’s a 2.5 km round trip and it’s uphill too.
Anyway, my foster parents figured I was ready for Hastings Street today. A new pet store called Long Live Cats and Dogs had its grand opening today and so they decided they could sweeten the deal for me – Associate Hastings Street with a pet store full of yummy treats.
It worked. Yup. I can be bribed with cookies. Even when it’s pouring outside and I have to walk along a big, busy street during rush hour.
I got dehydrated tripe treats, Yappetizers, Wild Bites and a little bully stick. YUMMY!
Bison Liver!
I did really well! I did get a little scared and started to shake when we were waiting for my foster dad while he was doing the groceries, so my foster mom walked me to a side street where it was quieter to make sure I wouldn’t get too overwhelmed & start to panic. I immediately stopped shaking and had no problem going back to Hastings and walk home from there.
So now the plan is that we walk up there every day to completely desensitize me. Going to the pet store every day for cookies? I’M IN!!!
First it’s time to go to bed though… My foster mom caught me do this silly little yawn just a little while ago:
I learned all about that today. Why? Because I’m in it.
My foster parents took deep breaths and then said something like “You’re lucky you’re so cute!”.
My foster mom started a mantra which went something along the lines of “ilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppies
ilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppies
ilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppies
ilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppies
ilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppiesilovepuppies”
Not sure what all the big fuss was about. I just sat on the bed.
“Pieces of wood”, “chew marks” you say? Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh! Now I get it, you’re talking about my latest art project I started using my foster parents bed frame!
Isn’t it lovely?
“Bad dog!” – Where? I don’t see no bad dog!
So they told me I was in the doghouse. I’m back locked up in the XPen when they can’t watch me. I was really good in the last few weeks, you see. They even left me alone loose in the house for up to an hour and I just slept or played with my toys.
I tried to explain to them that my art is very valuable! They suggested I should post here and ask if anybody would like to buy my art so I can buy my foster parents a new bedframe. Any takers?
I learned all about that word last night.
It all started with me finishing off Charlie’s Zisc
Unfortunately I ended up making a mistake and decided to stick my head through the hole I created.
Yup, that’s when I learned all about “P-R-E-D-I-C-A-M-E-N-T”
Embarrassing.
Luckily I have super powers and got to work…. I got it off myself!
After I got it off, I decided that it actually was pretty fun and so I did it again:
The on/off and learning about new words was exhausting so the frisbee and I ended up curling up for a nice nap
Btw – This is where West Paw toys go to die:
West Paw is recycling their toys so my mom has a box where she puts all of my little artwork in to ship it back.
