Loving my Oldies

That's the point, K. The farmer was having a bit of fun - it is a cute story. : : I think my dogs should qualify as working dogs, too. They work hard at lazing around the house :laugh:

LOL - I have enough dogs bedding to start a shelter.

Yes, it is strange isn’t it. Because I rescued a few elderlies with lots of needs at one stage, when they went to god, the space left in my days was confusing. I’d find myself in the kitchen turning in circles thinking there must be something that needs done, only to realise that a little dog was not longer there. I think if you could get into their heads you would find that they do - not just for special diets and medications. :love:

Poor thing. I hope they find him before too long and either put him out of his misery or are able to treat him. Terrifying for those he attacked.

No no no no - I am not going to click on that naughty naught link. :scold:

He is on FB. Love him and his mum so much. I follow Canetoad on FB, Stan the man allows Maddie to appear on his FB page from time to time, and Gruf has the best mum, too. We owe a lot to the camera skills of the humans LOL. There have been so many over the years.

I think that this is the very best a loving owner can do. Hugs to you and Anna and may she surprise you all.

If ever you feel Anna would be able to make the trip, you and she are always welcome at a moment's notice. Thoughts with you.

Wow! So handsome and impressive. Great nature by the sounds of it, too.

I have a proposition. This might sound a bit extreme, but what are the chances of bringing Anna to Sydney and having some specialists look at her, take bloods, etc etc? Alternatively, would your vet be agreeable to sending laboratory results of Anna’s bloods and other to specialists? It is a long time since a conversation I had with a vet about Cushings so things may have changed, but at the time he said that Cushings was very hard to diagnose because the symptoms could be the same as for any number of other things. If you felt you could make the trip to Sydney, I would bet my last dollar there would be any number of DOLer ready and willing to accommodate you and Anna :) :) - me for one. Give it some thought. :flower:

Just about the hardest thing in the world to see. Deepest Sympathies and biggest hugs for you and Anna.

Godfather aint too bad either :lollipop:

Oh WM - such beautiful beautiful photographs and memories. So precious.

Brilliant!! Never in doubt.

It IS wonderful to know that the ashes you are getting are really Mac’s. When my first little dog died, I had no idea of the process and I know now (well I’ve known for many year) that I don’t have her ashes. Calypso weighed 2kgs when she died and the cremation place sent back enough ashes for about two German Shepherds. :mad

The day our loved one’s ashes come home can been a very difficult one. It is the finality of it, I think. That’s it. They are really gone, never to return. I always find it as bad as they day they are given their wings.

Thank you all - he is adorable and it is lucky I am retired so I have the time to be his slave :laugh: Danny looks a bit confused these days because he has gone almost completely blind quite quickly . Readers of my other earlier threads about him might recall that he had to have a eye operation; although his vision has been impaired for quite some time, it wasn’t enough to trouble him, but quite suddenly just a few weeks ago, he was obviously having difficulties. To my horror, he even fell off the ramp one night so I don’t leave him downstairs alone anymore. I always take him down last thing at night, but he has also started imitating Bunter and going on the deck. If it keeps him safe, I can cope with that.

Ooh, I’ll be interested to see how you go as well. Did you actually talk to the BM couple?

I felt quite light headed when I left the vets, I was so relieved to see him perk up. And heart and lungs all good.

Well Danny is the one who has gone salt’n’red. For some unknown reason, my hair refuses to change colour, despite it having been on my head for nearly 70 years. Such a relief. He has now finished licking out my pasta bowl, had some boiled chicken and, I don’t know about him, but I am ready to collapse on the couch.

Leaving the vet this morning. Both Danny and I certainly a lot happier than we were before. I honestly thought he was going to just slip away in the night, but bright eyed and bushy tailed (as a nearly 17 year old little man can be) this morning.

How totally brilliant : :birthday:

Oh it is awful when something happens like a poke in the eye :laugh: Because Danny has been my constant shadow for a long time, he is always getting stood on, tripped over, bowled over, etc etc. It is one long apology in this household.

It is lovely and cool here today, so nothing better than being warm and comfy.

Danny is much better today, just a very tired little boy. No throw ups, all meds kept down, toileted on cue after I’d carried him downstairs, followed by a little sniff around. Lots of cuddles after chores done and the others walked.