Good morning,
Hope everyone had a great week. It was another cold one (-30 C during morning walks several days) until Friday, now it is a around 0 and we are hopeful this winter is behind us. We look forward to catch up with all our friends this weekend.
Black and White Sunday/Phod the Dragon Slayer
It is really my hope that the only mark that is left on Phod from his horrible start to life is his little scar. We hope our love has erased his bad memories.
Mischief Monday: The Blower
At first, because we are slightly crazy dog owners, we weren't using the blower as much because it did upset the dogs (especially Phod). Then we got the hydro bill and they have to learn to accept it. We generally don't run it when we are watching TV as it is so loud. This means the pups can lay in front of the fire (on or off the beds as they wish) and enjoy the warmth.
Tasty Tuesday:
Bake-a-bone makes soft cookies. The instructions say you can make them crispier by putting them in the oven. I have never tried this. I am thrilled to report that Huey loved them. Huey's little people were very excited that he had "doggy pancakes" for Shrove Tuesday. Huey has also borrowed a puzzle and has enjoyed it. He is doing so well in his new house.
Hailey is not as deprived as she thinks, she has had a lot of these cookies this week! Hailey looked sad because she was trying to use sad eyes to get more cookies.
Wordless Wednesday: Eyes
I think those pictures show the dogs' personalities. Phod's are soft and maybe a bit hesitant. Hailey's are on full alert! (Note: It was much harder to get a picture of Lee's eyes, she kept moving!)
Feline Friday - Old Nin
Thank you all for your love and support. At this point, while maybe a little slower and not eating as much, Nin really is Nin. I have had a little more free time this week and Nin and I have had some great long snuggles on the couch, after he has taken 87 million years to get curled up in the perfect spot (something that has always taken a long time for Nin).
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Friday, March 7, 2014
Feline Friday - Nin, the Old Cat
It is a hard thing (if not surprising at aged 18.5 years) to say but Nin is dying.
No, he hasn't been to the vet and we don't have an official diagnosis, but I know my cat and I know the end is coming. While for the most part he is his annoying self (singing at all hours of the day, climbing all over you on the couch), there are signs the end is near. He is not eating as much. He is getting very skinny, and their are sometimes signs in the litter box things aren't right (and because I have seen him do it, I know it is him and not Baggy).
We have talked at length about what we want to do and we have decided that since he is clearly not suffering at this time we are doing nothing. That is right, we aren't even taking him to the vet at this time. [I do hear my vet rolling his eyes as I write this, but we have been friends for 20 years, so I know he will understand]. One of the main reasons we aren't going to the vet right now is that going is such a traumatic experience for Nin. I can't see putting him through all and all the tests to be told he is dying. I faced a similar choice when Loki was dying. They vet recommended another painful liver biopsy for him and I remember saying something like "Why? we know he is dying, what else will it tell us?" [In the end I agreed on another ultrasound which was far less invasive].
The moment Nin shows signs of distress, I will call the vet (who is on speed dial in this house) and take him there. We will do any treatment that will keep him comfortable but we will not do anything invasive. Nin has lived a good life and I want to treat him with the dignity I hope to be treated when I am in my 90s.
I don't know how much time we have left with him, so for now we will just love our crazy Nin!
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| Nin in 2007 |
No, he hasn't been to the vet and we don't have an official diagnosis, but I know my cat and I know the end is coming. While for the most part he is his annoying self (singing at all hours of the day, climbing all over you on the couch), there are signs the end is near. He is not eating as much. He is getting very skinny, and their are sometimes signs in the litter box things aren't right (and because I have seen him do it, I know it is him and not Baggy).
We have talked at length about what we want to do and we have decided that since he is clearly not suffering at this time we are doing nothing. That is right, we aren't even taking him to the vet at this time. [I do hear my vet rolling his eyes as I write this, but we have been friends for 20 years, so I know he will understand]. One of the main reasons we aren't going to the vet right now is that going is such a traumatic experience for Nin. I can't see putting him through all and all the tests to be told he is dying. I faced a similar choice when Loki was dying. They vet recommended another painful liver biopsy for him and I remember saying something like "Why? we know he is dying, what else will it tell us?" [In the end I agreed on another ultrasound which was far less invasive].
The moment Nin shows signs of distress, I will call the vet (who is on speed dial in this house) and take him there. We will do any treatment that will keep him comfortable but we will not do anything invasive. Nin has lived a good life and I want to treat him with the dignity I hope to be treated when I am in my 90s.
I don't know how much time we have left with him, so for now we will just love our crazy Nin!
Thursday, March 6, 2014
This and That Thursday - Phod the Dragon Slayer
I don't like to imagine the life that Zaphod lived before he was picked up as a hitchhiker. He was found severely underweight (about 40 or so pounds when he should weigh at least 60), and scared. Whatever happened must have been horrible.
Instead of thinking about that, I have decided to create another back story for Phod. Here it is:
Once upon a time, in a land not to far away, their lived a dog named Phod. Phod was a handsome and sweet boy. He lived in his village and was happy.
Life in the village was good until one night an ogre came and snatched Phod out of bed. The mean old stinky ogre took him deep into the forest and tied him to a tree. Here Phod was to wait for a dragon to come. This dragon was going to eat him. Phod was afraid. However, Phod was a smart dog and had a plan.
When the dragon came Phod said: "Oh wise and powerful dragon, I submit to being your offering. However, I know you are an amazing hunter and rather than just eating me here on this tree, would prefer to hunt me. If you let me go I can be your real prey."
The dragon thought about this and said: "Things have been a bit boring lately. Let's have a chase. I will give you a 2 minute head start to make it interesting. I will even close my eyes to not watch which way you are going."
The dragon untied Phod, closed his eyes and started counting. Quickly Phod sniffed the air. He smelt something that was going to help him and he took off to the south. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Just as he approached his target, he heard the dragon coming. Phod kept running and as the dragon's long back talon was about to close around his head, Phod leaped. He landed with a splash in the water. The dragon crashed in the water too. Since dragons can't swim or fly if their wings get wet, the dragon quickly drowned. Phod, who is an excellent swimmer, was able to swim away.
The only mark from his encounter with the dragon, is a little scar on his nose.
Phod wandered the country side, looking for more dragons to slay, until finally he found his way to his forever home, far away from dragons.
Instead of thinking about that, I have decided to create another back story for Phod. Here it is:
Phod the Dragon Slayer
Once upon a time, in a land not to far away, their lived a dog named Phod. Phod was a handsome and sweet boy. He lived in his village and was happy.
Life in the village was good until one night an ogre came and snatched Phod out of bed. The mean old stinky ogre took him deep into the forest and tied him to a tree. Here Phod was to wait for a dragon to come. This dragon was going to eat him. Phod was afraid. However, Phod was a smart dog and had a plan.
When the dragon came Phod said: "Oh wise and powerful dragon, I submit to being your offering. However, I know you are an amazing hunter and rather than just eating me here on this tree, would prefer to hunt me. If you let me go I can be your real prey."
The dragon thought about this and said: "Things have been a bit boring lately. Let's have a chase. I will give you a 2 minute head start to make it interesting. I will even close my eyes to not watch which way you are going."
The dragon untied Phod, closed his eyes and started counting. Quickly Phod sniffed the air. He smelt something that was going to help him and he took off to the south. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Just as he approached his target, he heard the dragon coming. Phod kept running and as the dragon's long back talon was about to close around his head, Phod leaped. He landed with a splash in the water. The dragon crashed in the water too. Since dragons can't swim or fly if their wings get wet, the dragon quickly drowned. Phod, who is an excellent swimmer, was able to swim away.
The only mark from his encounter with the dragon, is a little scar on his nose.
Phod wandered the country side, looking for more dragons to slay, until finally he found his way to his forever home, far away from dragons.
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| Yep, I slayed it good! |
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Tasty Tuesday - "Where are you going with those?" by Lee
I was very exceed on Sunday evening when I realized Lady was making Bake-A-Bone. It has been months since she did this. She said she had some bananas to use, so she did a banana bread for her, and banana cookies for us. I waited ever so patiently for her to get done with the cookies. It took like 87 million years. I even only jumped up on the counter to check once. I was so good.
Finally I got to try one and they were excellent. Lady said this batch made 34 and I was so excited to get to eat 34 cookies. Then Lady did something strange, she went and got a bag out of the cupboard and put some of my cookies in it. She put those cookies in her purse. I demanded to know where they were going. Those were my cookies. It is bad enough I have to share with Phod, now she is taking more away. She said she was taking them to work to give to her friend who just rescued a 7 year old dog named Huey. She said, we have lots of treats and toys and it is nice to share.
I guess the right thing to do is share, but this Huey better like them or I am going to be very mad.
Hailey, who only gets like 28 cookies (minus the ones I have to share with Phod) now.
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| The bake a bone stuff ready to go |
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| The bag for Huey |
I guess the right thing to do is share, but this Huey better like them or I am going to be very mad.
Hailey, who only gets like 28 cookies (minus the ones I have to share with Phod) now.
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| Me waiting patiently |
Monday, March 3, 2014
Mischief Monday - The Blower
We are very fortunate to have a wonderful beautiful and huge fireplace to help heat the house in the winter. This year, after a series of snags, we were finally able to have a blower installed. For those of you who don't know about fireplace blowers (I didn't until recently), it sucks cold air in, heats it above the fire and blows it out. The other day in about an hour and a half of running it, it raised the temperature in the house 3 degrees. It sounds like a loud fan when it is on.
Here is how the dogs feel about it:
Hailey: "I hate it. Turning it on ruins my life."
Zaphod: "It is scary please turn it off. I would rather be cold."
Yep, turning it on causes mischief according to the dogs!
Lee enjoying the fire when the blower is off (and yes she is half on and half off her bed)
Sunday, March 2, 2014
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