Archive for November, 2012

A gift for you!

November 29, 2012

Happy Thorsday!  It’s especially happy for us, because Dadaw’s home.  He wandered off and came back with Wisconsin Cheddar he won’t share with us and a weird drawing of what must be one of his green fire trucks.  (Edit from Mama – Indeed, he went to a pre-construction conference for the new fire engine.)

Anyway, Mama has a review about the big box of goodies we got from Mr. Chewy.   All you need to know is they have great stuff, ship fast, and don’t we all love those boxes that are for us?!  Mr. Chewy and his peeps are really nice and gave us a $25 code to give to one of you.  Mama said you needed to be new to, but we don’t care.  It’s rude to give gifts with strings attached, right? 

So go read Mama’s review and just leave us a comment here telling us what you’d like best from, and next Thorsday, we’ll pick a random comment as the winner.  Good luck!


Thanksgiving Thorsday

November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone celebrating!  It’s kinda’ appropriate that Thanksgiving is always on a Thorsday, as Thor’s pack really goes all out for the day.  We saw a Thor-like mastiff at the vet’s on Tuesday, but Mama had her hands full (with us) so there’s no photo evidence.  Hopefully, we’ll get to see another mastiff on the dog show after this stupid parade is over.

That’s our Thanksgiving tradition…  we get Mama up same time as always, and then we pile up on the sofa.  We sleep through her parade thing, and even Dadaw joins us for the dog show.  Don’t worry; we’ll get a great walk in later today too, and we’ll get some special holiday noms even.

Mostly though, we want to count our blessings.  We’re thankful for each of you, our doggy bloggy friends, for a safe, comfortable home, for caring human parents, for walkies, and for any special day where at least one of our humans hangs out with us all day.

Patience and Patients

November 21, 2012

Checking out the exam room

First, the good news.  Sissy had her 6-week, local eye exam yesterday and her pressures appear to be fine.  (Readings of 4, 4, 3, but read on…  I’m not sure how accurate they were.)  Gg went along to meet the vet and to provide moral support, and she did really well.  Ironically, Sissy is more relaxed when her travel-anxiety-fied little sister is with her, so we’ll be traveling en masse more often, with the blessings of both veterinary practices.

Now… the not ideal part, where I need your feedback.  In another twist of irony, it actually costs more to have the local vet check Sissy’s eye pressure, if you look solely at the price for said exam/visit.  Now, as the eye clinic is over 100 miles away, my time and fuel costs become factors, but still.  When you add in the big hole Wondervet left and the lack of proficiency with the tonometer (the eye pressure measurer) at the local vet, the Knight (fairly so) has asked if these local checks are worth the trouble.

You should also know that even when she’s drooly and stressed (which she wasn’t yesterday), Sis wins awards for her patience and cooperation.  I don’t know where she gets it from, because bassets are not patient by nature, nor do the Knight or I model said behavior with any success.   So naturally, my darling girl just hung in there and let the vet and the tonometer tap on her only eye for what seemed like hours on end…

The vet thanked all of us for our patience (my father is laughing HARD in Heaven…  again… I’m not known for said virtue), but even before the Knight asked his question, I had decided to see if other vets in this area have a tonometer.

I *do* realize that as with any skill, tool, etc., a local vet who doesn’t check eye pressures all day, every day, isn’t going to have the same ease and technique even the newest vet tech at the eye clinic has. 


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The DIVA can be a grump

This is where I need your input.  At what point does my girl’s comfort level become THE issue?  Sis used to love going to the vet, but in the past year (so the second year of regular eye exams), she’s become withdrawn and the vets and techs who knew her when she was a bubbly hot mess miss her, and we all are very sorry we’ve pushed her to this point, even in the name of eye health.

One dear friend suggested offering Sissy as a training opportunity … at no cost to us, but upon further reflection, I don’t want to make that offer.  We’re obviously already tromping all over the DIVA’s sweet, benevolent nature. 


Normal DIVA position at the vet’s

I don’t feel I should have to remind the vet that Sis likes to sit on the (human) bench.  I don’t mind assisting, but I’ve never had to with any of the other vets who have checked her pressure, even during the scary, pressure uncontrolled days before her left eye was removed.

So… at what point is calm and communicative just not enough?  After all, this is the DIVA we’re talking about…

Update –  Big THANKFUL for Eye Care for Animals.  I’m not even linking to our local location, because two of the vets we’ve seen and loved are not even based in Virginia.  I have now learned that it is ALMOST impossible to falsify a LOWER pressure reading, so at least what we did get yesterday was likely accurate.   I want that locally… a tech who knows who I am, knows my dog, and is willing to spend time with me right before a holiday, and is willing to be a part of whatever solution I come up with, including coming here to do a “lunch & learn” with our local vet/techs.

And yes.  I wrote “tech” and meant it.  The techs at Eye Care for Animals are better trained than some veterinarians in general practice offices.   I’ve NEVER felt the need to demand a doctor when I call in for advice!


November 20, 2012

Three cheers for Queen Bitty and her mom for kicking off the first ever Dogsgiving!  It’s about time someone recognized that pets get the shaft on Thanksgiving and we’re getting our due today, and every Tuesday before Thanksgiving forever more.


Evidence of fowl play… Nick and Mugsy waiting for turkey trimmings 2007

Of course, if you are one of the lucky ones not excluded from the Turkey Day feasts, do chime in.  Guilt doesn’t seem to work well on our mom, but that doesn’t stop us from trying.  (Never mind that Sissy is allergic to turkey and corn, both prominent features on most Thanksgiving tables…)

What’s your favorite Thanksgiving treat?  We do get potatoes, and there’s a can of moist dog food we’ve never seen before sitting near our kibble bin, so I guess we aren’t really neglected, but don’t tell Mama we said so!

Wooded Wonderland

November 15, 2012

Since Mama’s all distracted again, we’ll just wish you a happy Thorsday and share our favorite place to be – in the woods, smelling, investigating, exploring – also known as hunting. 


Where is your favorite spot to go?

Starving Time

November 8, 2012
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Happy Thorsday!  Just a quick little rant here.  What’s wrong with the humans?!  We barely had time to squeeze in a good (read: 3 miles or more) walk after Mama got off work, and now suddenly, we have to sleep ’til the sun comes up, don’t get much of a walk before it’s dark and Mama’s rushing us home/off the road, and then worst of all, we’ve nearly starved to death every night since Sunday.

We hear from the bark network in the woods that this is happening in every household.  Woof the what?!

Hay Fever

November 1, 2012

photo.JPGHappy Thorsday!  Last week, we were shocked to see our favorite field all stripped down, dotted with these hay bale things.  Everything smelled different, and the pokey remains hurt my (Gretchen Greer) feet.  Sissy was so happy to have new smells that she didn’t miss being able to leap along the former path around said field, but I sure mourned the loss of that thick, cushy path. 

Does hay hurt to eat?  I wanted to ask my horse friends, but they went to higher ground for the storm and haven’t come back yet.   Are you and your friends safe and sound after all that nasty weather?