After I posted a comment over at Dolittler about Ginko and mentioned he’s a lab-greyhound mix, a college-age gal named Angela
emailed me directly. It turns out we have more in common than this particular mixed breed of dog since Angela is studying journalism and wants to write/edit in her career. So, we had much to bond
about, especially our handsome, handsome canine boys. …
Fair warning … if you are at all squeamish, stop reading now. But, if a little gross humor sounds like fun, pull up a bale of hay and listen to a story about Lilly, The Larva Rancher. …
While freshening up before going to book club on Sunday, I noticed that Lilly sat mesmerized by something outside the master bedroom window. It’s usually a bunny or something, but yesterday … she sat perfectly still for the longest time. I’ve always loved the concentration on her face. It’s a quiet intensity, with just a hint of excitement rumbling under her skin. …
If I had to guess, I’d say Lilly hovers around 20% of normal after Saturday night’s rattlesnake bite and ensuing medical intervention. It’s hard to say how much of her lagging energy comes from the injury itself and how much comes from all the medicines she’s taking. She’s allowed very limited freedom outside a few minutes at a time, and even that tires her out. So, I know she does not feel well at all. …
The hospital released Lilly last night around 6 pm. She came home and promptly sacked out. We can tell that she still does not feel great, but she looks much better —- just a bit of swelling in her lip, along with her puffy, sagging neck. They sent her home with Rimadyl (nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory), Tramadol (pain control), and Cephalexin (antibiotic). So, along with her anxiety meds, she’s taking 5 different medicines twice a day. Poor sweetie.
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Lilly may not be feeling a whole lot better after the rattlesnake bite, but she looked much better when we visited her this morning. Here’s the latest: …
Saturday afternoon (8/30) around 4:30 – 5:00 pm, it seems Lilly got a rattlesnake bite right in the face. Tom and I were both outside most of the day. We did not see anything. We did not hear anything – no rattling, no barking, no cries of pain, no urgent need for comfort. Just all of a sudden she seemed to have a fat lip. We assumed it was a bee sting, until an hour later when the swelling had spread to nearly the whole side of her head. Here are more details and some photos. …
Last Friday, one of my canine nieces underwent surgery to repair a compound fracture in one of her rear legs. Daisy, a poodle-yorkie mix (apparently known as Yoodles in some circles), had a run-in with a bigger dog with whom she shares a fence line. The other dog is already “red flagged” by animal control for some aggressive act, but since it’s unclear which direction the fence breach originated, the encounter, which broke Daisy’s leg, doesn’t count as another strike against him. From my perspective, there are many lessons here.
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Since our regular exercise walks are about the only outings we have, Lilly and I really look forward to them. Each day I adjust my schedule to avoid as much other traffic (people, dogs, horses, cars) as I can. Still, some days we cannot help but cross paths with someone or something. Most times, I just work her classical conditioning and feed our way past whatever it is, but last week, an older man who walks for his heart stopped to chat with us. …
Lilly and I cut our Sunday morning walk short — partially because it was already hot-hot-hot and partially because our neighbor Debbie reported seeing TWO rattlesnakes on her walk. She got back just a bit before we left. THEN, when we got back home, another neighbor called. …
