Monthly Archives: January 2006
Wow, am I ever glad this week is almost over . . . it’s been such a long week, and very stressful.
Before I go into the gory details, I have to say that Farley was throwing up last week. For some dogs this is a usual occurrence, but not for my Farley-Booger. He never throws up. So I took him down to the vet to get some bloodwork run. With him being on phenobarbital for seizures anyhow, regular bloodwork is a good thing to have. Anyhow, the bloodwork came back normal, with slightly elevated white blood cells, which could have been a response to stress. No biggie -within 24 hours he seemed to be fine.
Well, on Monday he started throwing up again. This time was different. It didn’t stop, and he couldn’t even keep water down. On Tuesday night I took him to a different vet clinic than I normally use. The x-ray didn’t show any blockages (AP and lateral views), but Farley was very dehydrated. I declined to leave him with that vet (despite their insistence that I do so), because I wasn’t comfortable dealing with a vet that I didn’t know. So I brought him home and tried to get some fluids in him. I gave him a subQ injection of Lactated Ringers, which is about the only fluid his body retained. He was one sick puppy. He looked like a 15 year old dog – head hanging, no real substance to his body.
The next day I brought him to my regular clinic, and they admitted him for IV fluids. I know all of the vets and techs there, so I wasn’t worried about leaving him there at all. On Thursday they did a series of x-rays after giving him barium, to try and see if there was a blockage, since he wasn’t keeping anything down. Sometimes a regular x-ray doesn’t show a blockage, especially if it’s not a large object, or if it’s in an odd spot. None of the barium passed through his system at all . . . it just sat in his stomach. So we knew there was a blockage somewhere close to the stomach.
Friday morning they did surgery, and removed the offending object. Guess we bought the most expensive piece of fruit in history, because it was a peach pit (or nectarine or something)! Lodged right in his intestines, blocking everything. I have the pit (souvenir???) and they also took some pictures during the surgery. Interesting to look at, that’s for sure.
Anyhow, my Farley-man is home now, resting in a wire crate. Yesterday he was feeling pretty rough still, but today some of that old spark is back. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me to see him wagging his tail and wanting to play with his toys. I am so lucky that we caught this early (so no “extra” work was needed in the bowel), and that it was something solvable.
Sorry, nothing really to post about the other two. Satan is his usual self . . . bad, bad and bad. He is being VERY difficult to housetrain, which just seems wrong at 5 months old. I don’t know what it is I do with my dogs that makes them think they can pee in the house . . . advice is always welcome.
Quigley is his same old self. Very affectionate and still trying to tell the world he’s starving. Don’t believe a word of it!
Well, that’s it for this installment of the story of my life. Hope it wasn’t too deadening LOL
Well, after promising myself that I would post on this blog more than once a month, I am posting a whole month after the first one. Sheesh! For somebody that dreams of being a writer, I sure am slow on the draw these days. But in my defense, other stuff has kept me busy.
Billy and I have done 3 puppy classes now. Most of you who read this will know that Billy’s nickname is Satan, Lucifer or anything in that vein. Well, when I went to register him for puppy classes (online), his ID number was 666. Omen? Sign? I know it’s the mark of the beast . . . so needless to say I was apprehensive. I mean, he’s not a bad puppy (well, not really bad), but he is trouble on four legs.
Anyhow, we’ve had three weeks of puppy classes now, and I’m proud to say that he’s done better than I anticipated. For one thing, I discovered that he knows more than I thought. His recall is fabulous . . . that I have reinforced since he was big enough to waddle over to me. And his controlled sit (for grooming, vet examination, etc) is really good, since he’s used to sitting still for grooming and stuff. His heeling, well . . . it needs work. And his attention is good, for the split second that he isn’t distracted by everything else in the world. So that stuff needs work. And stays? Well, they are just too hard for him. How can he socialize and sit still at the same time?
The great thing is that he is a social butterfly. He loves everybody – adults, kids, other dogs. He will play with everybody without a mean bone in his body. He is rough and tumble, but I think he’d be heartbroken if he actually hurt another dog. So I hope this attitude sticks around for a long, long time.
My older boys are both retired from any competition. Quigley is even retired from training. He spends his days getting into stuff he shouldn’t, and sleeping. Farley practises around the house, in hopes that Rally-O becomes a titling event with the Canadian Kennel Club (CKC) before he’s too old to trial. He still enjoys practising, as long as Billy isn’t nearby LOL
Hopefully I will be more faithful at writing . . .
Well, 2005 was an eventful year for KLAD Cockers. I bred my first litter, and I also found a home for the dam of the litter, Keeley. So a high and a low, almost all at once. But Keeley has a great home now with her new mum and dad, Sandra and Rick, and also with her new Cocker Spaniel brother Charlie. And Bilbo (the puppy from hell) is on path to be a nice show prospect for KLAD Cockers in 2006. Maybe he will be the first champion carrying my kennel name!
Farley (Ch Silverwood’s Northern Light Am Can CD, CGC) is officially retired from the show and obedience ring, until Rally-O becomes an official titling sport with the Canadian Kennel Club. With his bad knees, he just can’t handle the jumping anymore, and his gait isn’t what it used to be. Doesn’t matter – he’s happy to stay home and snooze on the couch, cuddled up with his brother Quigley.
Quigley (Cokijo’s Mister Quigley, CGC) is also retired, this time from therapy work. At the age of almost 1o, the visits just wear him out too much now. He is starting to show his age, so sitting on the couch is more than enough excitement for him.
And me? I will continue working full-time AND going to school to earn my Master’s degree. That should keep me MORE than busy in 2006! Id’ really like to get back into the habit of going to the gym, since I did well this fall, and I’d like to work on training Bilbo so he stops being the puppy from hell LOL
It’ll be interesting to look back in a few months and see how badly I’ve fallen off the resolution bandwagon