If I had to pick one word that I hear the most, it would have to be "No!"
"NO!" I can't put my head in the fridge
or my nose near a boiling pot.
"NO!" I can't talk to cats or try to kiss them.
I would be mad to want to kiss THIS one.
"NO!" I can't hunt little dogs. Ever.
"NO!" I can't drive the car.
I can't even be a backseat driver? But WHY?
Fortunately, I have also learnt how to say "Please."
There are many ways to do this.
Here is an example of the versatile Head Rest, used at home and outdoors.
Unless you're a cute little fluffball, The Cling and The Belly might be too silly to try in public.
The Head Hanging Down is a classic.
My personal favourite...Sad Yet Hopeful Eyes used in conjunction with Tucked Up Toes.I have a 98% chance of success with this pose.
In short, one of the most important things I have learnt in my first year with my humans is that it is always possible to turn a "No!" into a "Yes." if you say "Please." Especially with my out-at-work human.
Manners are important, don't you agree?
How is Rufus B Thumper?
Back to square one. 5 little feeds of no-fat food. Stopping supplements again. Lame again.
The urine tests were inconclusive. On to blood tests today.
Tara's human is home and we meet up! I haven't played with Tara for 3 weeks. She is my BGF and it was great seeing her again. I got to meet her new housemate Sammy as well.
These pictures are old ones because my out-at-work human was slack.
I had a little kerfuffle with Tara and bit her in the tongue. I'm so sorry Tara!
I got to ride with Tara in her ute a while back. It was my first time and I was a little nervous though I tried hard not to show it.
Mr Thumper was gloating in the back seat. *bleah*
"I wonder who I'll meet THIS week!*
How is Rufus B Thumper?
The rain woke me up this morning. It was about 4.30. I found Rufus sleeping outside. He was soaked but had to be persuaded to come back into the house.
The first urine test last week was inconclusive. So over the weekend, we collected 3 more samples at different times and are waiting to hear from the vet. If these tests are inconclusive as well, we do blood tests.
Last night, Rufus went off his food after almost 2 weeks of really enjoying his meals. Somewhere during the night, he also threw up again. I'm disappointed and frustrated. I really hope we're not back to square one.
He seems more lame again this morning as well, despite having had 2 Cartofen jabs and being back on his glucosamine. I was going to start him on the green lip mussel supplement today but that'll have to wait now.
His incontinence is not as bad, but it's still there.
When Jordan died, I didn't see it coming. I was angry that it was so sudden, that I wasn't prepared for it. I thought, if only I could have seen that he was sick, then we could have spoilt him with cuddles and steaks and taken him on a last holiday.
But it's not really like that at all. I can see that Rufus is possibly not going to get better, but we can't give him a bone because he's not allowed anything other than boiled plain food. We can't take him for walks because he can only manage a shuffle round the block. We can't pack him into a car for a holiday because he can't really be away from the vet. He's so badly incontinent, we can't even let him into the house, except for his little cordoned off area.
The decision to let Jordan go wasn't really in our hands.
With Rufus, it will be.
I think it's much worse this way.
This morning, he sat down in the gutter in front of the house though he'd only walked to the end of the street and back. He had to have a rest. Then it took him 5 minutes, maybe longer, to climb the step in the yard. He would put one paw on the step, then back down again. He did it over and over and over.
I'm anxious, tired and desperate for an outcome. And I feel guilty for thinking that way.
I might be Very Opinionated, but I'm NOT a little dog.
Luckily for little dogs, I'm kept on a Somewhat Short Leash.
Some truly fascinating facts about me are in my very first post "Hello, will you be my friend?"
Jordan Puff Piglet ??.??.????-09.02.2009 Adopted 29.10.2000
I never met Mr Piglet. He was Mr Thumper's housemate and best friend. He was clever, handsome, funny, strong and gentle. Also [apparently] perfect and a saint. I only came to live here because Mr Thumper got really sad after Mr Piglet went away. I always get compared to Mr Piglet.
Rufus B Thumper 30.04.2000-29.04.2011 Adopted 13.01.2001
My benefactor. He chose me to bring home out of all the dogs he met at the pound. He was already old and grumpy when I met him. Maybe if he'd been younger, he might have been my best friend. Mr Thumper was as big as a bear and had a very long tongue. He was very popular with the ladies and most other humans too. He's with Mr Piglet now.
My out-at-work human works hard to buy me nutritious food like lamb bones and lentils. He uses his Very Loud Voice only on my stay-at-home human which is why he's my favourite person in the world. He has a nice round soft tummy and is My Cushion of choice. *BREAKING NEWS* August 2012! My Cushion has left his job to be my full time Cushion! How lucky am I!
My stay-at-home human gets paid a lot of money to look after me. 100 dollars a week. She spends most of it on cream cakes and passionfruit tarts then wonders why she's getting fat. Strangely enough, she's also My Nutritionist.