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Darwin Von Doodlebug IV

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Social media has it’s good points and bad points!  The bad being, what ends up on social media – STAYS on social media, especially pictures!  Facebook can be like a therapy session that the rest of you have to ‘listen’ to but it can also be like a picture diary.  With the events of this past week, I keep telling myself to stay off Facebook but like a train wreck, my ADD brings me back time and time again, looking back, like a movie of the past year at pictures or posts – torturing myself, not knowing why I keep doing it.

On Fridays, the ‘grandkids’ come over if Tracy has to work to have some puppy play time.  Delilah loves when Darwin comes over because he puts up with her ‘play’.  After Oscar came home, we had gone out to get something to eat and when we came back, my son , Ryan, told us that Darwin had thrown up! Hmm, not that unusual! With a total of 8 animals in the household at one time or another, any one of them could be spewing something. It wasn’t even an after thought, it was time to feed the dogs! Four dogs, four bowls, four places!  I ran out to the store and when I got back, my husband told me that Darwin had thrown up 2 more times! Within about 4 – 5 hours he threw up a total of 4 times.  Looking back now, he went from his jumpy, playful perky self to an ‘I don’t feel so good Mommy!’ little boy!  We called Brandon to let him know and he ended up being up with him all night (he is such a good doggy daddy)!

Saturday morning, the vet managed to squeezed him in, gave him a quick once over, x-rays, a few shots for the nausea and sub Q fluids and sent him home with some anti nausea medicine.   Darwin seemed to be a little better throughout the day but still not his barking at every squirrel, no depth perception/bumps into everything, so excited to see you self.  Brandon kept in contact with the vet by email/phone throughout the weekend and on Sunday, they both decided he probably needed to go back in Monday morning; but that if he got any worse, he should go to the emergency vet but expect them to opt for emergency surgery (which wouldn’t have been a surprise).  Darwin managed to keep some food down and was still drinking but wasn’t getting any better!

Monday morning back to the vet, more exams, blood work, xrays, barium series this time and, low and behold…an obstruction.  The dye never left his stomach and seemed to be getting absorbed by something.  Surgery it would be!  His vitals weren’t that great so the vet decided that they would get his numbers up and do the surgery Tuesday morning.   The surgery was successful, he had two blockages.  They found some stringy stuff and some plastic stuff (possibly a nylon bone).  They showed it to Brandon, I don’t know all the details on exactly what it was but, YAY, it was out and Darwin would be on the road to recover!  He stayed at the vet all day Tuesday and Brandon was able to pick him up on Wednesday after 2 pm.  Oscar and I went over to see Darwin that evening and so Oscar could help Brandon cut a counter top.  I sat and cuddled with Darwin (& Dixie).  He was doing good, normal after surgery grogginess but still gently hopping off the couch, wagging his tail when he saw Papa and then back on the couch for cuddles with Nana!  Sicky little boy, I will just cuddle you and it will be all better very soon! ❤

Thursday morning Brandon says that Darwin had a bad night, couldn’t get comfortable, was very restless and flopping in bed.  He wasn’t able to keep his medicine down and hadn’t really had anything to eat although he was drinking water.  Around 6 am, he had gone out and pooped ‘a little nugget’ but by around 7 am he was projectile vomiting all over the place, whining and shaking in pain.   Tracy called the vet and rushed him back in so they could administer the medicines by shot or IV and see what else was going on.

I’ll make the rest of this quick, because that’s how it went…by around 11:30 am they were rushing him back into surgery, by around 1:30…he was gone!  Apparently, the part of the intestine after the blockage gets weak from the lack of blood flow or fluids and ruptured.  Our beloved, 2nd foster failure, bull in a china shop, has to lean against you even when he walks, licks you CONSTANTLY, rests his head on your knee/leg/arm while you’re eating was gone.  As I type this, I still can’t believe it, how fast it all happened or that it happened at all.

There aren’t too many dogs that I look at that I don’t think are cute, I pretty much love them all but Darwin had THE most gorgeous face around and he always melted your heart when he looked at you with that heart shaped nose.  I just couldn’t help but smooch his face, even when he was in trouble or getting on my nerves!

I completely forgot that this was his full name until I started writing this (some how the boys in our house got LONG names)!  Social media therapy also allows one to write down their thoughts, removing them from a persons head, releasing just a little hurt, although any animal lover  knows, not all of it and not forever!

Here’s to you – Darwin Von Doodlebug IV!   Your life was SO short, we had you for just one year but the imprint you have left us with will last us a lifetime!

RIP my gorgeous Tin Man

08/??/12 – 11/14/13

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Happy 4th of July

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Independence Day is fast approaching!  This year it ends up on a Thursday with many companies closing on the 5th for extended weekends.

PLEASE KEEP YOUR BABIES SAFE THIS YEAR!

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‘Chicken Soup’ For The Dog Lovers Soul

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I’m sure you all know the feeling… sore and scratchy throat, cough, headache! It seemed to be a weenie of a cold and travelled quickly from my head to my nose down to my chest within a few days. Other than a tickle in my throat, I thought I had it licked. A few days of feeling bad and coughing like crazy and it was gone! Woo Hoo, Cold 2013 was a minor event, in and out before spring even started!

Yesterday I woke up and was so congested and weak, every breath I could take followed with about a 30 second coughing fit!!! I couldn’t even walk up a flight of stairs without getting out of breath. I felt it creeping back over the weekend but didn’t think anything of it since it wasn’t so bad initially. Cold 2013 came in like a lamb but surely was going out like a lion. UGH!

Well, if there is a positive to being sick, it’s my furry buddies who didn’t leave my side.

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I spent the entire day on the couch and they were right there with me, one at my back/feet, the other in front in ‘spoon’ position!

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Almost makes not feeling well worth while, ALMOST!

Here’s to hoping Cold 2013 doesn’t hang around, hubby started with the same symptoms today! Let’s see if the puppers are into snuggling with Papa too!

Wearin’ O’ Da Green

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Having just come back from Ireland in October, I feel that much closer to my irish heritage!  Duke on the other hand,

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I IZ NOTZ IWISH MOMMA!

When my children were younger, I used to make goodie bags for holidays filled with smalls toys, candy and/or goofy holiday trinkety things!  This tradition carried on well into their late teens.  My kids are older now and those little things don’t tickle them like they used to!  SSSSOOOOO, maybe I have too much time on my hands (hahaha, if you could only glimpse in my head all the things I want to do but do NOT) but I now find that putting my animals in holiday garb a more fun and fulfilling holiday past-time.  I don’t believe the puppers are all that enthused.

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Until of course, the treats come out!  Then they go from

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We’z tyerd of dis dressy stuff-eez

 to

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Watcha gotz der Momma?

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Me furtz pweez!

It’s at that point that I know I have them, and I can’t do just about anything!

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Demz bedder be duh gud tweetz!

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Ser-wee-us-ly Momma ??? Eben I feelz sowie fer Dudesters!

So be glad you are not a furry canine in my home, because you never know wutz da Mommaz may do!

BWAHAHAHAHAHA!

~~~ Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig ~~~damaskclover  ~ Happy St. Patricks Day! ~

Forget the Pibble knees…

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I had intended on having this post be a part 2 of Whats With Pibble Knees and how breeders of all dogs, not just pitties, are ruining the quality of ALL breeds!  They don’t care about what the outcome is, they just want numbers.  The more in the litter or the more litters per year, the more dollars they get, whether its puppy mills or dog fighters.  In a perfect world, EVERYONE would just go to a reputable breeder to get their dogs.  Shelters would be extinct!  It would be an honor to breed dogs, create life and get quality living, breathing beings; they would care what was produced!  They would go to wonderful homes and would be taken care, as family members, until they die!  Teaching their human children the right and wrong way to treat animals so that when they had their own homes, the process would start all over again. OK I’m back from Lalaland!

Every time I started writing or thinking about the direction the post would take me, I found myself getting angry, sad or disgusted just thinking about what happens to animals in puppy mills, basement cages or secluded dog fighting ‘arenas’.  That’s one of the reasons I started fostering!  I couldn’t stand going to the shelters, seeing the animals in cages, barking like crazy, pleading with their eyes to get out.  Maybe I’m a weenie, I don’t know!  It broke my heart!  On the other hand, I’m not a person who would do well in a customer service job because I would most definitely give you my opinion and it was surely coming out when I was thinking about backyard breeders, puppy mills or dog fighters!  It would not have been a positive post!  Anybody interested in reading these posts are more than likely dog/animal lovers, have dogs/animals of their own or volunteers with dogs/animals/shelters and they already know what comes and goes, the horror stories about shelters/abused animals and how dreadful people can be and feel the same as I do ANYWAY!!

There is probably not, in recent history, a more prominent backyard breeder, dog fighter, animal abuser than Michael Vick and his Bad Newz Kennels!  After Michael Vick’s 51 pit bulls were seized from his property in April 2007, two rescue groups took most of them in — Best Friends Animal Society in Kanab, Utah, and BAD RAP (Bay Area Doglovers Responsible About Pit Bulls) in San Francisco. Don’t get me started on this topic!

Finally, the positive and the direction this post SHOULD go…

Although the Vicktory dogs don’t have perfect stories, most have perfect, positive endings!  If you follow any of them on Facebook (and if you don’t, I suggest you do), you can see that although they still have some issues and health problems, they are wonderful dogs, in fantastic homes with loving families who are willing to do the work that they needed, not only for the Vick dogs but for many other fosters as well!

Today, instead of beating a dead horse and  bashing people who do everything wrong when it comes to animals or pitbulls, read about where a few of these dogs are today, 5 years later!  All because of the work of loving people who didn’t think these dogs should just be discarded.  They knew they deserved a second chance and, OBVIOUSLY, rightly so!

Good Newz…

…and a smilearrow-down

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Darwin sez ‘How you doin’?’
Way to go Vicktory Dogs!

What’s in a name?

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EGGBERT MARMADUKE III

I guess Duke was appropriately named?  My husband is always sending me cartoons from the paper (<3 – you should see my fridge)….this one was right on target!!!  I’ve posted before about not letting your dogs in your bed.  According to dog obedience trainers, a dog should not be at the masters level because a master is not a dogs equal, therefore, a dog should NOT be in a humans bed.  I continue to fail at this!  Lately Duke has been nudging me at 4:30 in the morning to get into the bed.  Now to stop him is probably not a problem because we did do our due diligence in his training and I could just make him go back and lay down and he would eventually get it.  The problem is Delilah and the fact that she more than likely will not go back to sleep in the morning after Papa leaves for work at 5 am if I don’t let her stay in the bed and give her a neck scratch or two!  (Or is that my guilt telling me that?)  Both dogs sleep all night in their beds on the floor at the foot of my bed but still end up with me eventually!  Why should I continue to set myself up for failure, I guess part time master is not that bad, huh?

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Duke and Delilah would agree!

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My dogs crack me up!

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I’ve always said that I don’t trust people who don’t have animals in their homes, or at least the ones who choose to NOT have them. There are valid reasons why people don’t have an animal; cost, medical, time, space…but the people who actually make that decision to not have an animal kind of makes me suspect! I am also leery of anyone that my dog doesn’t like! There is this apparently friendly, pleasant gentleman that I sometimes pass while waking my dogs; he lives on my block, always say ‘hello, good morning and/or have a nice day’ on his way to church! DUKE DOES NOT LIKE HIM! I trust my dog!

Although our household went eight years without having a dog in he house, we still had cats! Now, don’t get me wrong, cats are hilarious! Kitty Meow Meow has the loudest meow when she gets a milk ring in her mouth and walks around the house as if she just caught the best tasting mouse!  She is also the first animal that came back in our house after we had to put down long time animals back to back due to illness, therefore, she is the oldest.  She has seen many a dog and cat come and go!  When she sees a new one come through the door, she gets this look on her face like “Another one?  What am I not GOOD enough for you!?”

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Kitty Meow Meow

Picasso  loves to climb into plastic Jewel bags and get picked up while he bites holes in the bag! He also knocks the plays with the alphabet magnets I have on my fridge for my nieces.  I’m not quite sure how many are under the fridge at this point.  I also say that Picasso has middle child syndrome because he is the one with the most ‘issues’ (his nicknames are Piggy-fatso because he is first to the food bowl, scarfs the food down and then pukes unchewed food, or Sissy-Casso because EVERYTHING scares him)  but he is still my baby boy!

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Thumper came into our home after Katrina and completely took over the house.  He was the cocky new kid on the block and would attack your legs, bite you and ‘flick’ you off with his hind legs!  I actually had to ‘Cesar Millan’ him once or twice.  He has since become one of THE most loveable cats with the longest fangs AND has his own stuffed pet frog (we will keep secret what he uses it for)!!

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Kurly Q is Ryans’ girlfriends cat and has only been with us for a short period of time but made himself at home immediately and fits in perfectly!  Kurly is quite the lover to all, human, cat or dog!  He walks around the house and rubs up against anyone around just to get some attention.  He is very vocal and sometimes looks for Delilah, rolls on his back when he finds her for a kitty/puppy wrestling match, then proceeds to meow like crazy as if Delilah is killing him!  We would yell at Delilah for being too ‘ruff’ but then realized Kurly kept coming back for more and can truly hold his own against a dog!  Truth be told, I think Kurly would kick Delilahs butt!

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Kurly Q or Mr. Q as I sometimes call him!

Dogs on the other hand are not as predictable as the cats! Awhile back we heard Duke whining while staring at the couch, this went on for some time.  I finally put a blanket on the couch and he happily jumped on the couch, gave that nesting spin, a plop and a satisfied sigh!  (REALLY?  Who is training who here?)  He thinks he is a lap dog even though he is 65 pounds and passes gas when he sits down and turns to look at the closest butt to see where that sound came from! I swear he sometimes looks at another dog, rather than he own rear end, as if pointing a finger!

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Did I do that?

Delilahs nesting ‘dance’ looks like she is a bucking bronco.  She puts her nose down as if sniffing the blanket, quickly bucks her head up and spins around, never moves a blanket with her paws or anything like a normal nesting routine goes (maybe you have to see it!)  She has OCD and chews on soft things like pillows, blankets or clothing when you scratch her neck or when she can’t play with Darwin. Not to destroy them, it’s that itchy chew that dogs do when they are scratching themselves in sensitive areas using their front teeth!? Or she barrels back into the house from outside when it’s cold or wet and does this backwards scoot along the back of the couch either drying or scratching herself, we haven’t figured out which yet.

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Today, Daisy walked around the house with a large Milk Bone in her mouth while Delilah followed her around hoping she would drop it. This went on for, no lie, almost two hours before Daisy finally laid down and fell asleep with the biscuit still in her mouth. She busted me taking a picture of her though!

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MY milkbone!

My dogs will play with a ball and when it rolls under a couch will whine to get it, even when there are 2 others laying right behind them,  they get the biggest kick out of tossing something in the air just to chase after it or get this confused ‘where did it go?’ look on their faces,  look for items that they think you’ve thrown, bury raw hides just to dig them up later because they are better in their soggy state or choose the sparkliest cat toy over the longest doggie rope!

If you are reading this, you are more than likely an animal owner so you see why I don’t trust people who choose not to have animals in their homes?  How could you love (wow an honest typo) LIVE without them!?  Share the funny things your animals do!!!!