Her stitches are out from the lump removal and she is doing so good.
We really hope we never see the likes of the lump again. Without a doubt, she has been the easiest dog ever to have surgery. She has been the perfect little trooper.
One prescription at a time. Flo’s cardiac pills are about $250/month.
Somehow we find comfort in knowing that we will be ordering another month of pills for the our little girlfriend.
She’s doing really well despite the fact that she still has her crazy heart. She’s eating well, she runs in the backyard and overall seems to be enjoying life.
You go girlfriend.
OK young lady. Get over your Fergitude or you are going to Fergitory! And don’t think that cute little face of yours is going to charm me again.
Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice… I have your number sweet cheeks.
We got a lot of rain this last week end. Lots. On Monday night we turned them out for the last run of the night. This is what Pete came in looking like.
I thought holy smokes dog, what were you doing out there?
He never admitted to anything.
In fact, he sat there and blatantly said “Nothin’ momma.”
Does that look like the face of an innocent greyhound? I think not.
Since he wasn’t telling me anything, I toweled him off, noticed a tear in his skin just in front of his ear and we went to bed.
As day light approached, I could see something in the yard that didn’t belong. All of the dogs went up to it and gave it the obligatory sniff and walked away.
I walked out to the middle of the acre and immediately knew what had happened. Pete was protecting his turf. Vermin be damned.
I got a whole lot more excited about the wound when I saw this.
Yes, stitches and antibiotics.
Costco had new beds this week and they were oh so Fergelicious. We knew that one would be perfect in one of her many penthouses.
Have I mentioned lately that this dog is just so stinkin’ cute?
Now mind you, her bed is in the penthouse where no other dog has dared to go. However, she is having a real Fergitude when other dogs even come near her new bed. When she comes in from outside, she kicks her Fergennugen into high gear and heads straight for her newly remodeled penthouse.
So Fergeturd, I’m telling you now. Get over your Fergitude about your Fergilicious new Fergibed or you are gonna be Fergestitute and homeless and your new bed is gonna be in Fergetory.
It was after dark before Holly and Joe got the grand doggers down for their Valentine’s photos.
Coming to grandma’s house is the best. We have a fenced acre and they can run their little hearts out. We also have a kiddie pool filled with water and that is Autzen’s go to spot. Right now because we have had so much rain, we have standing water that we affectionately refer to as Lake Lee.
They would have had so much fun, but their Valentine’s photos would have sorely been lacking due to the muddy, muddy dogs.
The girls know when they come to our house. Excitement built as they drove into the driveway. Disappointment filled their hearts when they realized that going outside to play wasn’t an option.
Goldee is looking longingly at the door to the outside.
This girl is all about the party. No need for tea and crumpets for her, she just lets the world know it is game on.
Every day we watch his tumor grow, it’s located on the rib right behind his front leg. To date he hasn’t appeared in too much pain. His gate hasn’t been affected, but as the tumor grows, we worry that it will affect the mobility on that front leg.
So, we watch him and take it one day at a time.