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My baby’s home


It’s been so long since I’ve written on any of my blogs that I doubt anyone even reads them any more.  But, dang it, I just need to vent.

First, mom and dad moved here in early December.  That was a good thing, a very good thing.  Unfortunately, my dad ended up in the hospital right after that which was stressful, very stressful.  He was in the hospital basically all of December.  He got out and I got sick.  Knock me flat on my back and feeling like crap sick.  Did I mention this is December and January.  Sucks.

Well, now my baby is sick.  I know.  She’s a dog.  But, she’s MY dog and dang it she’s pretty important to me.  Heck, I have tears streaming down my face right now because I’m thinking about her, sitting on my couch and SHE’S NOT HERE.  :(

Usually when I’m sitting on the couch this is the face that’s staring back at me.  She’s usually sitting right at my feet, or if I’m lucky (because I do like my space) she’s laying on her blanket (the one my mom knitted for ME but she has claimed as her own) with one eye on me to make sure I’m still there.  Instead, I’m staring at that blanket where she was laying this morning with her adorable puppy dog eyes telling me that she wasn’t feeling good.

Since Panda came to live with me in August she’s has very quickly wrapped me around those adorable paws of hers.  When I say she’s part of my life I mean it.  If I’m going through a drive-thru I know which ones give the best dog treats.  I go to the bank that has the best dog treats in town.  She is with me all the time and I love it.

So, what’s going on.  Wednesday I worked from home hoping to get caught up on things since it’s been such a crappy month.  Of course, Panda was on her bed in my office doing her lazy thing.  I heard a noise and looked over and she had puked.  It was rather gross and definitely not a normal occurrence with her (she’s only thrown up one other time).  I wasn’t thrilled but it wasn’t that big of a deal.

Then on Thursday evening I was petting her and giving her a massage and I noticed that one of her folds was red which probably meant it was infected.  It’s something that is common in bulldogs but I felt horrible because my baby had a boo-b00.  :(   Since this is the first time she’s had a skin infection since I’ve had her I didn’t have anything for it so I knew we’d need to go to the vet on Friday to get something for her skin.

Friday morning I woke up and she had (OK, this is where it might get kind of gross so, you’re warned) diarrhea.  Of course, it was in her bed (blech) but when I took her outside it was the nastiest runniest thing I’ve ever seen.  Not good so I called the vet so we could get her checked out.  Definitely not a fun morning.  But we got to the vet without any mishaps (ie accidents).

The vet was running late and they had a student vet there so we got the royal treatment.  A very thorough exam and highest praise for how wonderful my sweet baby is.  The student vet and our regular doctor both raved on how wonderful Panda was.  They both were amazed by how cooperative she was why they poked and prodded and pushed and examined her.  I was proud.   They did a stool sample to rule out a parasite and when that came back OK gave her some barium and let me bring her home.  The doctor explained that the barium coats the stomach kind of like mylanta so if everything was fine it would calm her stomach and come out and we’d be fine.  If not, the barium would allow them to see her digestive movement in xrays today.  (See Panda has a bad habit of eating things she shouldn’t, like stuffing from her toys, so if something was stuck we’d be able to see it this way.)  I brought her home, well, actually I brought her to my parents because I needed to run an errand and didn’t want her home alone.  My parents took her out every 20 minutes because she still had diarrhea and when I got her we did the same thing until she fell asleep at 9.  At one point she had some blood so I was worried but the vet office was closed so I just watched her.

She slept in my room that night so I could hear her better.  She slept great, I didn’t.  Normally, Panda wakes up between 8:30 and 9 and can’t wait to get out of her crate.  She does a lap around the house to make sure everything is OK then bounds to her spot to wait for me to serve her breakfast.  This morning I woke her up a little after 9 and had to coax her out of her crate.  She walked to the hall and sat down.  When I called her for breakfast she wasn’t excited at all.  But, she did eat. Then I took her out and nothing.  No diarrhea but NOTHING.  I brought her in and she just laid down.  The cat came in and nothing from Panda.  The cat was twitching his tail and everything and Panda just laid there.  Definitely NOT her.

We went out again and this time I had to drag her to get her to even walk on the grass.  That’s when the real fear set in.  So, I jumped in the shower and called the vet to let them know we’d be there soon.  I told the vet what was going on and she was concerned too so took her back for xrays, a rectal and abdomen exam.  The xrays came back fine.  Well, sort of fine.  There is no blockage and everything is moving fine but it also showed us a good picture of her spine and hips.  Her right hip looks great.  The left hip, not so much.  I’ve suspected this but today it was confirmed.  There are also some issues with her spine.  I can’t remember exactly what the spine problem is but her vertebrae aren’t they way they are supposed to be.  Made me feel like I’m not a complete loser because I’ve always thought it was uncomfortable for her to sit and this confirmed that I was right.  She’s been on glucosamine and the doctor said she seems to be comfortable so we’ll stick with that for now.  If she starts acting uncomfortable or in pain we’ll add an anti-inflammatory but for now we’re OK.

The doctor was very concerned, though, because Panda was very uncomfortable/irritated by the abdomen exam.  She said it was a complete change from her exam the day before and that was concerning to her.  She also said she was dehydrated.  She wanted to do some blood work but said Panda really need some fluids.  That’s when they told me she needed to spend the night there.  That’s when I lost it.  I cried.

Yes, I cried because my dog had to spend the night in the vet hospital.

This afternoon I brought Panda’s food for the night.  (She has a sensitive stomach and I didn’t want her to get an upset tummy from eating something new on top of all this.)  The vet had her blood work back and everything looked good.  When I came in Panda was very excited to see me.  :)   She still hadn’t had a bowel movement but was being a real trooper with her IV in.

And now, I’m home.  Missing her terribly and just waiting for morning to come so I can hear how she’s doing.  Assuming she’s hydrated I’ll get to bring her home tomorrow.  Yes, I’m still crying.  After I left the vet I went to my parents house and stayed there most of the day because i didn’t want to come here.  I swear, I haven’t been in my house without my dog since I got her.


I just want my puppy back and I want her to be better.  I’m going to watch a movie but it will be so weird to not have her sitting with her head in my lap begging me to let her on the couch with me.  I’m sad because I can’t give in tonight and let her up to lay across my legs and snuggle in.  I won’t hear her noisy rumble when she falls asleep or be able to rub her silky ears.  I won’t get to wrestle her awake tonight and beg and plead with her to get up so she can go to bed so I can sleep.

Gosh, I just love that rolley-polley pumpkin butt.


My nephews and niece are a pretty important part of my life.  They have their own toys, bedroom, and bathroom at my house.  They have toothbrushes and their own cups in a cupboard that they can reach.  None of the kids have their own animals at their house so going to Aunties was pretty cool because I had a cat.  They knew the rules, they could play with the cat but if he went under my bed he was off-limits.

When I brought Panda home the first thing I asked was how she got along with kids because there are children at my house.  Well, Rider, my oldest (almost 7) nephew, grew up with my parents dog.  Now, granted, my parents dog is psychotic, but he knows how to behave around a dog.  Rider is great with Panda.  He can feed her (we have a special food routine where Panda has to sit until invited to eat) without a problem.  He can take her outside, he can walk her (the dog weighs almost twice what he weighs).  He can get her to sit or calm down.  Rider absolute loves Panda and she loves him back.

Ally (my 6 1/2 year old niece) also loves the dog.  Panda is  bit bigger than I think she thought so Ally gets a little overwhelmed at times but, again, Ally can walk her on a leash without problem.  If Panda gets overly excited Ally gets a little anxious but for the most part they are great together.

Then we have Kyle.  Kyle will be 4 in December and Kyle isn’t too fond of dogs.  He hasn’t been around them much and one time he had a dog snap at his face.  Of course, the more afraid he would get the more excited Panda would get because Kyle would start running around trying to get away from her.  Well, we had a break-through this week.  Kyle was in the office and wanted me to put Panda in her crate but I told Kyle to tell Panda that he’s the boss.  So, he did.  And Panda listened.  It was so neat to see.  The next day he was in the office and Panda came up to him again and Kyle put his hands on his hips and said “I’m the boss!”.  Panda sat down in front of him and it’s been a very happy boy and dog ever since.  Kyle also got brave enough to give Panda a treat and now he loves to give her treats and asks me when he comes if he can.  He tells her to sit then gives her a cookie.

I’m one happy Auntie with three kids who now love my dog.


OK, I’m not really jealous of my dog but seriously, listen to my morning.  On my way to the office I went through the coffee drive-thru only no one asked me how I was doing.  No, they asked how the dog was and how the cat was and if the dog could have a treat.  I know, sweet, huh, then we headed to the bank.  Again I went through the drive-thru and the lady helping me asks if my dog can have a treat (seriously, she didn’t ask me if I had a transaction, she asked if my dog could have a treat) then she left to do my banking transaction and not one but TWO other tellers came to the window to see the dog.  And asked me to come inside next time instead of using the drive-up window because they are a “dog friendly bank”.  I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a dog friendly bank let alone that I chose to bank there.  So, tomorrow we’re going inside so my spoiled dog can meet everyone at the bank.  (OK, I just thought that was funny.)

So, that picture above, that’s when Panda got to meet the cows.  That glee you see in her eyes…that’s from the fact that the cow is licking her — yes, the cow was licking her.  The nastiness on her chest, that’s from when she army crawled through the mud trying to figure out how to get closer to the cows.  I wish I could have seen it but I was out of town at my Grandma’s funeral and my assistant and her boyfriend were dog-sitting.  I had a great giggle over that picture though.  Who knew that my BULLdog would be enamored with cows.  (If you don’t see the humor in that research why bulldogs were bred in the 1600s.)

So, when I returned from my adventure (ha) to California for my Grandma’s funeral I had to take the dog and the cat to the vet.  I wish I could blame that adventure on someone else but, no the idiocy wisdom of trip was all me.  It was supposed to be a quick, easy trip to have Panda rechecked after her ear/eye/skin infection and get Jeeves updated on his shots.  Instead it turned into Jeeves staying there all day for observation because his gut was bloated with gas, he’d lost a bunch of weight and started vomiting all over my bedroom (no, not the house my BED and the floor beside my bed).  See, that beautiful kitty who’s trying to look so calm and cute in that picture (because the dog is sound asleep, snoring, in her locked crate) is a psycho case.  Yeah, the vet recommended anxiety medication for my cat, after we get the stomach infection under control that he got from being so anxious over our new resident.

Freaking cat.

Oh, I didn’t tell you about my adventure at the vet with Panda.  I had an appointment scheduled after I got her to get her checked out.  No big deal, right?  Well, I had to call and move that appointment up to an urgent same-day appointment because she had an oozing rash on her chest.  So, we get in and besides the oozing hot spot she had an ear infection in BOTH ears and a scratch on her eye that got infected.  But, that’s not the crazy part.  The crazy part is that my dog needs an EYE LIFT.

Yeah, I never even knew they did plastic surgery on dogs and here I own one that needs it.  Now, before you go all Beverly Hills on me listen.  Bulldogs have wrinkles (thus the need to clean her wrinkles every night to get the slobber and drool and whatever else gets stuck in them).  Well, my lovely bulldog has a wrinkle on her eye lid that causes the lower lid to roll in which puts her eye lash poking right into her eyeball which causes it to scratch the surface of the eye every time she blinks.  Thus, the eye infection.

You can laugh now.  I did, right after I rolled my eyes.

So, we’re planning that surgery — it will happen at some point.  So, that last picture if Panda playing with her pink soccer ball.  I should have gotten a video so you could hear the snorting and grunting that took place but I didn’t, and now I can’t because the soccer ball is in the garbage (after I gagged) because it was sopping wet with dog drool.

OK…I gotta get.  The dog is snoring, the cat is panicking because the crate isn’t locked yet, and I have a busy day at work tomorrow.  My high maintenance animals and I need out beauty sleep so we can tackle the day.  Well, they need their beauty sleep, I need my sleep so I can take care of their many needs tomorrow.

Seriously, my animals are more high maintenance than I am….there’s something wrong with that.


So, Saturday morning I got up kind of early and headed to Kalispell to pick up Panda.  It was a LONG drive, seriously 200+ miles each way.  Not too bad but, long.

I met her previous family in a parking log and they said their good-byes.  Then I strapped her in to the car and we headed home.

The colorful pile is her turtle bed and special blanket.  So, the first question everyone asks is:  “how’d she do on the drive?”  So, I’ll tell you, she slept.  No joke, she slept the 3 1/2 hours it took us to get home.  I stopped at a rest-stop for her to go potty, but she didn’t need to.  We also ran into a problem with the travel dog bowl I bought for her.  So, we had to improvise.

After that stop we hit the road for the rest of  drive.  I had to stop somewhere to pick up a dog bed for her because I’d prefer if she slept on a comfy bed that is all hers rather than on my couch.  I found a super ugly (I’m sorry, but it’s ugly) but comfy looking tiger striped bed that I bought.  Of course, she LOVES it.  So, no matter how ugly I think it is she can have it.  Then we stopped at Petco hoping to see the lady who helped me pick out the stuff we’d need for the drive home but she was already gone for the day.  So, I bought a toothbrush (don’t laugh…the family who had her had started brushing her teeth so I’ll keep it up because brushing her teeth is a heck of a lot cheaper than dental work for rotten teeth).  She actually doesn’t mind getting her teeth brushed.

We got home, she and I explored the house with her on a leash, then I let her off the leash to check things out.  She seems to like the house.  Then, she met Jeeves.  That didn’t go over too well.  Jeeves isn’t so sure about a dog coming to invade his house.  Especially a dog that actually wants to greet him.  All was fine with that until Panda realized she could almost reach the window sill that Jeeves was taking refuge on.  Thus the great chase began and ended with one shattered glass and my dinner all over the floor.  The cat hid, the dog had to go to the laundry room so I could clean up the shattered glass (she wasn’t in trouble, I needed to keep her safe).  Jeeves decided to venture out again which resulted in another shattered bowl.  Yeah, I learned my lesson and have put things away for now.

So bedtime came and Panda wasn’t too sure about that.  She wandered the house and explored and made lots of noise all night.  I think she was nervous or anxious and didn’t know what to do.  I also learned that her back legs creak when she walks.

And, she snores.


So, that cemented my decision to get her a crate.  I went yesterday to pick up the crate and brought it home.  Put the ugly dog bed (that she loves) in there.  She LOVES the crate.  She laid in it a lot yesterday and when it was bedtime I told her to go to bed and she walked right in and settled in for the night.  Not a peep out of her all night.

This morning I decided to bring her to work with me.  I wanted to give Jeeves a break at home and it’s hot so I didn’t want Panda stuck inside all day.  When I picked up the crate yesterday I also bought her another bed which I brought to the office.  Of course, she’d rather sleep on the floor than on the comfy bed I bought her (crazy dog).  So, now she’s laying on the floor behind me snoozing (luckily not snoring yet).

Brian came over last night, he wasn’t too impressed with how cute she is but she sure likes him.  She danced around and shared her nasty bone with him.  He even played with it with her.  Faye and Kyle came over this morning to meet her.  She loves both of them but Kyle isn’t so sure about her.  She just wanted to play with him but he just wasn’t so sure about that.  So, we’ll slowly work up to them playing together.  Kyle did like her, and she was super nice to him just excited to have a kid around.

So, there’s the shortened version (yeah, it’s the short version) of the weekend with Panda.  :)