Dog surgery update: We are going into our 3rd week of recovery since the big surgery on the 13th. Sedatives were given, pain pills, sausage, cheese, beef, lots of hand feeding and laying on the floor with the patient.
Things are looking pretty good. The incision has healed well, despite the fact that we are on the 2nd larger cone. Rascal circumvented his original cone and got to his incision one night. Trying to keep the hyperactive animal entertained has been challenging, but we are halfway through the recovery process on Monday.
My husband released the hound from his Cone, and rubbed his neck for a bit. Rascal was soooooo happy.
I think I’d like to be a dog for a little while. Lay in the sunshine, be petted, fed, and just love the family.
What we do for the love of a dog.
My super frisbee wonder dog tore his ACL. Now we have pain meds, sedatives, and a 6 week recovery.
The Vet laughed when I said I need a sedative too…I wasn’t joking!
I’m a little beside myself trying to keep him contained. He’s made his cone worthless twice. But he is starting to put weight on his right leg again. He’s never been contained, but he is crate trained. OMG…I’ve been hand feeding him, and I think he’s taken to it. I may have created a monster.
Jeesh. What I do for the love of a dog.
Rascal has decided not to participate today.
Doggy attitude reigns.
My Big Girl. An Australian Blue Heeler…sort of. A girl who needed a “J.O.B” as a teenager, and wouldn’t stop chewing, digging or destroying. A dog who could instinctively herd cattle, and would, I’m certain, give her life to protect me.
She has become an amazing companion/watch dog.
She has a little…..problem. She loves food. And has gotten past the point of healthy. We went to the Vet on Friday. She was already 10 pounds overweight, and managed to gain 3 more. We were in trouble.
Weight on dogs causes significant joint issues, back issues, and I don’t want my loyal, sweet, food motivated girl to suffer. She eats everything in site….. My other dog’s chow, poop, bugs, lizards, whatever she can catch. It’s kinda gross🙄
The Vet made a recommendation. He said to give her green beans, and reduce her food. I’d already reduced her food to 1 1/2 cups of dry chow per day. But she was finding remarkable outlets to eat. The Vet thought the “treat” might compensate for her need to eat everything in sight.
Well, Dolly loves the green beans, right out of the can. She thinks they are a treat. She is also motivated by the fact our other dog isn’t offered any. Ho, Ho, Ho, Go Dolly…. The Green Bean Giant Dog. Countdown from 64 pounds. A bit hefty for a Heeler. We are on our way.