Loving my Oldies

Funny old day, today . Was awakened at about 6.30am being my poor boy being violently ill. Put my elbow in it as I sat up to hold him . As he’d missed the protector I put under him at night, all the bedclothes needed washing, so decided it was pointless to go back to bed. Nice overcast day to get things done ..... after the clean up. Dumped all the soiled bedding on the deck to scrape off before putting into the washing machine and made sure Danny was comfortable. He just went back to sleep leaving me to it. (Came out later to find him munching !!) Threw on some clothes, quick coffee and Bunter and Tamar for a walk before taking them to the vet: Tamar for dental and Bunter for laser treatment. Back home and start of Danny’s medication regime. He is fine after his throw up, but very tired. So only two dogs until later this evening. Feels very strange. Oh - washing machine working overtime LOL.

Oh! How I can relate. I’ve been retired for some years now and I have drifted into terribly bad habits, like reading until 2am, etc etc. Sometimes, even through the night. Good luck with your new regime. You’ll do it :thumbsup:

I’m loving reading these responses. Many years ago, a couple down the road from me in Summer Hill had a lovely boy. They weren’t very responsible owners and would go away for weekends leaving him to fend for himself. Late one night driving home, I saw a Keeshund wandering around the Summer Hill shopping centre car park. I drove in, opened my back door and in he hopped. He was the boy owned by the people down the road (he had something about one of his ears, I think - forgotten the details now) and so I kept him with my littlies with absolutely no problems until they came home. I do have a photograph, but stored on CD which I need to have transferred to a plug in thingy.

There are a couple living around here that I see being walked. One family has obviously had a couple of them over the years. They always seem pretty laid back when a couple of my pack have been doing their reactive stuff .

This is always a worry. Would it be possible to gradually introduce some logs/bricks/something underneath the hedge that would not be seen but would be a barrier?

Honestly, how could you possibly forget We all love you and Neko so understand your fears. Holding you close in our thoughts.

When you posted the other day that she was carrying only two puppies but they were biggies, I started thinking about all the things that might make for bigger and healthier puppies. Just a lay person’s views of course and could be total rubbish. But look at the life Neko and her near forebears have led: the best of everything in terms of nutrition, veterinarian care, love, interesting lives, lots of fun and exercise, etc etc. Surely this must lead to bigger and better babies. It’s happened with humans - why not dogs, I wonder?

What a truly wonderful keepsake for them, persephone. You are such an amazing photographer.

Don’t blame you. I’d be worried sick even if the babes were littlies. Such a lot for these little bodies to go through. Where is Marcus? Is he on hand? AS soon as she goes into labour I will ring him but Marcus isn't anymore experienced than I am so I'll also ring the vet. I was thinking more of a shoulder to lean on. I mean, I would be happy to lean on him while you are other wise engaged :D :D :D

Don’t blame you. I’d be worried sick even if the babes were littlies. Such a lot for these little bodies to go through. Where is Marcus? Is he on hand?

I expect this to be one of the most anticipated births in the history of DOL :laugh: :laugh: (With that of a baby pineapple being a close second :lollipop: )

Oh, a lovely lovely Schippy. Wonderful photos recording such happy days. :thumbsup:

Such a worry. I hope you have some answers soon and are able to guide Eva back to health.

Fare thee well, Gerty. A life well lived and loved.

Beautiful looking dog :thumbsup: Made to wear hats definitely

Good looking AND smart. :thumbsup:

She has always been special, but now - doctor, nurse, midwife and mumma all rolled into one

The dogs can no longer jump onto the bed, WM, otherwise I would have the door closed. They are allowed on the bed, of course, but only when the quilt is off -LOL. Mean mean mummy !!

I will say to you, “don’t feel bad,” :) :) , but you will because you love your dogs so much. However, it is one of the things: we think the meds have gone down and a couple of days later find one in a bed, under a blanket, you name it, it can be spat out with a brand of surreptitiousness only spitting-out-meds-dogs can achieve. :laugh: Age brings on many infirmities, unfortunately, and managing ones temperature is one of them, I think. Yesterday, after days of unbearable heat, I put light coats on two of my dogs (one of whom was shaking) and they were very happy. 15 is a grand age for a Kelpie - I have a little little coming up to 17.

I guess you mean quilt :rofl: Actually, I had the curtains in my lounge room re-made into curtains and quilt for my bedroom. I loved the material, but it was quite wrong for my lounge which is light and casual. When I finally get around to re-hanging the curtains after the painting debacle :( , I’ll take another pix. That photo is a bit washed out.

The Mac Mobile could be transformed into Jindi’s Jaunter.

I hope you and Jindi have many many more good times. She is in the best hands

Trust you, K. :rofl:

Thanks Boronia. He is much better. Once all the throws up were over, he was okay. He is on yet another med, though Doxycycline twice a day for 10 days as he is getting a bit of fluid build up despite being on a diuretic as well. His weight is stable though, which is good, as I don’t know from one day to the next whether or what he will eat. His latest trick, and a dangerous one, is wrapping himself around my desk chair (which is an office chair on wheels). So I have to remember if or when I want to move the check as I have rolled over his tail a couple of times. And apopros of nothing, this is Bunter who has decided to hide away from the big bad world (or maybe he knows I am coming with HIS meds):

We all have to make our individual choices and my rule of thumb (even though it can be damnedly difficult) is: what is best for the dog. The operation and the aftermath, the additional time it MIGHT give Jindi as described here I cannot see to be in her best interests. Personally, I would rather a dog have a short, happy life than a long one punctuated by illness, discomfort, pain, etc. Such a sad and difficult time for you all.