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Buddy, ? ??? 2002? - 1 Feb 2013. Feb. 1st, 2013 @ 01:11 pm
Romp in Perpetuity, dumb dog.

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Buddy's next vet appointment will be his last. Jan. 25th, 2013 @ 01:13 pm
Tumor in his heart. They drained excess fluid to make him more comfortable, but there's nothing they can do to treat the underlying cause. He might live a few more months, or he might die tonight. I guess it doesn't matter if we start feeding him human food again.

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My dog is leaking. Jan. 19th, 2013 @ 07:54 pm
So, no more seizures, and generally energetic, but for the past week his belly was bloated, so when we went to the vet they took a fluid sample from his abdominal cavity, and drained a lot of the excess liquid. By no means all of it, though, as he has been steadily dripping the rest out over the past 10 hours or so. The vet told us to expect this, and hopefullythey won't have to poke his belly again on monday when we go in for bloodwork. Whatever's wrong with him is probably liver related, we'll know more then. Stupid puppy, he's lucky we love him.

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Today was a truly terrifying one. Jan. 1st, 2013 @ 11:21 pm
At least the end of it was. One moment I am happily washing dishes when I hear a "thump!" and then [profile] naughtyaelf yelling for me from the living room. I run over and see Buddy lying on his side, twitching. She said that at first it looked like he tripped over something, but then he stiffened up and fell right over, which is what the sound was. Now, his eyes are darting back and forth, the muscles on one side are all horribly bunched up, he's peed himself, and he's not responding to our patting or our words. My first thought is that he's having a stroke.

I call the after-hours vet clinic at the UW, and after a few minutes on hold, call a different clinic (The UW one never actually answers, but I don't blame them if it's an unusually busy evening0. When they answer, I pass the phone over to Aelf, as she was the one who saw it all (and I wasn't up to coherent speech anyways), and I go back to attending my dog. He's no longer twitching, he even seems to be somewhat aware, but he's not reacting to a hand in front of his eyes, and he's not responding to anything I say either. But his nostrils are flaring when I hold my hands on front of his muzzle, so I think he knows he's not alone.

While Aelf handles the details with the vet, Buddy gradually becomes more aware. He starts looking around and seeing things, and he seems to be less worried about what's happening that Duchess is. After a few more minutes, he tries to get up, and a few after that, he succeeds. He walks over to his water bowl, and loudly slurps his fill; I think that's where he was headed in the first place.

We were prepared to carry him out to the car, but he's perfectly able to walk, and is excited to go on an Adventure. He's notably more anxious at the vet than usual, but the veterinary ER is a noticeably more anxious place for humans too. He wouldn't actually go into the triage area without one of his Humans, but with Aelf by his side, he's well behaved. Aside from mild anemia, they can't find anything wrong with him, so we head back home. Tomorrow, I'll call his regular vet for a more thorough examination.

Oddly enough, he seems even more alert and coordinated than usual now. I hope this was a one-time thing, but we'll see. In the meantime, I guess we'll have to get used to sleeping with puppy-pads under his butt in case of further incidents. We WILL NOT banish him from our bed though. He's our puppy, and that's all there is to it.

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Who says dogs aren't moral beings? Dec. 3rd, 2012 @ 12:31 am
Mine, for instance, have the finely developed conscience of your average toddler. Upon my walking into the kitchen to find that Duchess had gotten into some bread that was mistakenly left within her reach, her first action was to attempt to hide. When she noticed that I could still see her, she then ran. Still feverishly chewing, of course. I still trust her more than most humans, though.

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» That's Natural Selection for you.
So, I was working in the yard with the dogs "helping" when I heard an utterly piteous "SQUEEEK!". I turned to find that the fierce predators had cornered a baby rabbit. Taking pity on the lagomorph, I called them away and then went to inspect their prey. Aside from dog slobber, it looked fine, so I coaxed it out of its inadequate hiding spot so it could go and squeak another day. It hid under the woodpile, whereupon I went back to working.

A few minutes later, I looked up to find that Duchess had finally lived up to her bunnicidal mini-dachshund heritage, and the only thing left of Fluffy was a head, which she was happily chewing on. She glared mightily and defiantly swallowed that sad remnant when I tried to take it from her. Given the lack of further squeeking, I assume it was a quick death at least, but why didn't the idiot creature just stay hidden? Horrid dogs will no doubt be especially flatulent tonight.

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» And the sad thing is, his bricklink.com store was still over priced.
But then again, the last idiot who tried the scam was caught because he charged too little. Way to make the hobby look bad, schmuck.

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» How much Michigan Republicans respect the democratic process?
Enough to demand that a referendum not be allowed on the ballot because the petitions allegedly had the wrong font size. Never mind that the printer who made the petitions testified that it was indeed the right size.

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» For Madison homies: Need new housing.
Due to allergy issues, we're having to move, and need a new space to live. Must have at least 3 bedrooms, allow cats and dogs, be accessible by bus line, and be in the East High School attendance area. Houses are preferred over apartments, and a yard for critters and/or gardening is also a plus.

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» Stupid animals.
When I first met Buddy, he was more timid than he is now, but he also got underfoot more often too. As a result, accidental kickings were very common, which always resulted in a horribly betrayed look on his face, which took minutes upon minutes of scritching and reassurances that we were not like his original humans to erase from it. Nowadays, he's less shy, gets in the way slightly less, and accidental boots-to-the-head result in confusion instead of despair. Progress!

Duchess is a whole other idiot. To the best of our knowledge, she was never in an abusive home, so she never learned to fear her two-legged packmates. Yet she gets underfoot more than Buddy at his clingiest ever did. So how does she react? With prancing and tail-wagging JOY! She interprets pretty much any physical contact as an attempt at play, so she just assumes a foot that sends her skidding across the floor was clumsy eagerness rather than malice. Silly little sausage. :-)

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