Feb 25, 2009

3 Woof Thursday

Three Word Thursday

My blog friend, Quilly at Pacific Paradise, started a fun challenge called 3 Word Thursday (or 3 Woof Thursday if yur a dog like I am). Anyway, Quilly gives 3 weird words to use in a story, so you gotta find out what they mean, then write woof 'em.

Definitions of the 3 woofs fur this week (from Dictionary.com):

op⋅pro⋅bri⋅ous[uh-proh-bree-uhs] –adjective

1 - conveying or expressing opprobrium, as language or a speaker: opprobrious invectives.
2 - outrageously disgraceful or shameful:
opprobrious conduct.

quon⋅dam [kwon-duhm, -dam] –adjective

former; onetime: his quondam partner.

ca·su·ist·ry (kāzh'ōō-ĭ-strē) n. pl. ca·su·ist·ries
  1. Specious or excessively subtle reasoning intended to rationalize or mislead.
  2. The determination of right and wrong in questions of conduct or conscience by analyzing cases that illustrate general ethical rules.

The woman returned from a few hours away from her home, in a good mood. She slipped her key into the lock, turned it, opened the door taking the key out of the lock as she stepped through into her once clean kitchen. Though she usually takes her dog with her when she goes out, Ecila had left the dog home this evening, thinking it best for her furry friend, and she was looking forward to the greeting she knew she would receive. Or at least, she thought she would receive that glorious greeting, and was shocked with what she did find instead. Aber had been very upset about being left behind, being tricked into staying inside while her Mom 'Bean went away woofout her. In response to the pain of her broken heart at being left behind, Aber (a very beautiful and good dog), committed what could be called opprobrious conduct. This conduct would have been upsetting enough on the quondam flooring, but on the newly installed laminate flooring throughout the kitchen and even into the living room, this despicable mess was all that much more of a distressing situation.

Just then, Aber, having awoken and crawled out of her bed to walk all the way down the hall to greet her hooman Mom, walked into the kitchen and saw the devistated look on Ecila's face. She knew she was in trouble.

Now, I don't mean to use casuistry excuses, but hey, if Mom, uhhhh, Ecila hadn't left her beloved pet at home woofout her then this wouldn't have happened. You should always take yur wonderful Woof woof you. And if you don't then you better hide the bag woof all the compost stuff in it or yur garbage cuz if you don't then it's yur fault when the dog gets into it and makes a big mess on yur nice new floors. You shouldn't punish yur pet by telling her she's bad and putting her outside in her dog run fur til you cool down. You shouldn't be upset about stuff like this in the first place. You should expect it... Oh ya, and bring a big treat home fur yur dog cuz I'm errr, Aber's a real good dog.

Now, it's yur chance to be good too. Just go on over to Quilly's place and find other particiapants of this game. You'll find a story at Mom's blog too, cuz she plays this every week.

Oh ya... leave me some of yur nice words before you go. Bark!!

Grrrrr, it makes me experience frustrations when I tell this blog to do my letters in normal size and it does them in big. It won't listen to me, needs better training.

Random Barks

Life has been kinds crazy here lately... so what else is new. Life as a dog takes back seat to everything else. Well, back of truck is more like it really. What's been happening lately?
- I'm still on medicine fur the New Moania, but I'm feeling much better now. Only about a week worth left then I'll be off the pills.
- I like getting the extra treats Mom has to give me to sneak the pills into me.
- people who live in California might need motorcycle accident lawyers Los Angeles
- We haven't gone to the dog park lately cuz of Mom's crazy schedule. I look forward to going again soon.
- I get to go in the truck woof Mom almost all the time, like on Tuesday nights to Toastmasters. I don't mind waiting fur her so long as I get to go fur the ride.
- I think I'll start writing short stories like Mom does, just to exercise my creative brain, and to give me more stuff to blog about here.

See you soon.

Feb 11, 2009

Update on My Health

On Monday, two days ago, I went to my vet appointment fur a check up to make sure I'm doing ok. The vet was happy to see me, and happy to see I have more energy and not coughing so much as I was before. She told Mom that I need to be on Auntie Biotics fur 4 weeks all together and so far we only have 2 weeks worth of them pills, so need 2 more weeks worth. So that gives Mom 1 week to find some money to buy them woof. While we were there they gave me some more doggy treats that are good fur my teeth. I likes going there cuz they are nice to me and always give me lots of treats that are healthy fur me. Also, my toe nails was long cuz I don't ever let Mom cut them, so woof the help of Mom & another girl, Julie cut my toenails. Now I got a Pet-a-Cure, so guess I should be feeling better.

Last week when I went in to the vet fur the first time, I was forced to get on the scale and I weighed 38.8 Kg (pounds), which scared Mom cuz I used to weigh more. Last time Mom weighed me, 'bout a year ago, give or take a bit, I was 103 pounds ( Kg), so that's 18 pounds I lost somewhere. We're trying to find that now, and Mom was real happy woof me at the vet cuz I got on the scale real easy (knew I'd get treats fur doing that) and I was 41.3 Kg (pounds). So I found of the lost weight. Guess I don't need any weight loss pills, do I... just good food and lots of it to gain weight again, not fat, but muscle, cuz I'm a rottenweiler.

After the vet, Mom took me to the dog park fur a walk cuz I had so much energy. It was soooo woofenderful to be at the dog park again. It's been way too long. It sure didn't take long fur me to be tired out though. Usually Mom can't tire me out, but now I was really worn out by time we got back. Mom said maybe we over did it a bit fur my first day out adfter being so sick and still not over that yet.

Thank You Quilly

I send great big THANK YOUs and major Puppy Love to Quilly!!

Quilly is so nice that she sent me some money towards buying medicines fur me. This is a good thing cuz Mom's bank account it empty now, and I need more Auntie Biotics and that will be about another $80 or $90. Mom is trying to find/scrape together money to buy it fur me cuz the vet said it's real important to keep me on them to make sure every little backteria is gone from inside me. She still wants to do blood tests to find out why I got New Monia, to try to stop me from getting it again. That has to wait though cuz my medicines come first, and that will be another $110. Soooooo, while I am getting better now, I'm not 'out of the woods' yet.

See.... if you go across this creek, on the bridge of ice and snow that Mother Nature put there fur everyone to use, then up the creek into the woods....

... you'll find me. Up the Creek, and not out of the Woods.

Mom had truck insurance, and home insurance, but no insurance fur taking us critters to a vet. She is going to look into this fur the future, though... but fur now has to pay the existing bills.

Fur anyone who would like to make a donation like Quilly did, I will post everyones name here, and even put you on my sidebar, like woof Quilly (be sure to go visit her blog).... unless you say not to fur some reasons. It's my way of 'paying it furward'.

Thanks fur all the good wishes fur me to get better again. I sure am looking forward to being healthy again. I sleep a lot right now, and that helps.

Feb 5, 2009

Random Barks

Here's some random dog thoughts fur you:
- I wanna feel good and be healthy again
- I wish I could help Mom pay the vet bills fur me, and get me a blood test to better the chances I won't get New Monia back again.
- I want a steak.
- Mom has been putting a light fleece vest on me when we go out in the truck, ever since I been sick, and I actually don't even mind it. I stand still when Mom is putting it on or off me. Maybe I should accessorize it with a IWC Chrono
- Now that I'm on Auntie Biotics, maybe Mom will take me back to the dog park one day soon. She was scared either I could make some other dog sick, or they could make me sicker cuz she didn't know if my immune system would be okay or not.
- I'm sleepy so I'm going to go snooze now. See ya later!!

Update on Health Issues

When Mom 'Bean told her doctor yesterday 'bout me being on Prednisone, he said I better not stay on it very long or I'd turn into a diabetic. Funny how he was going to give it to Mom, then now she's not going to need it, he tells her something like that 'bout the dangerous drug.

Today, I was in my yard and Mom was out at a meeting when my Dr. Smith phoned and left Mom a message on the machine in our house. She said that Mom was to take me off the meds we got fur me on Monday, and to get back to the vet office fur new meds. Now I am going to be on 2 kinds of Auntie Biotics fur the next 2 weeks cuz I have New Monia, I think she said. It was nice of Dr. Smith to phone Mom, cuz she's away on a trip right now and called long distance from where she's visiting just to look after me. Mom is really impressed. Dr. Smith still wants to do blood tests to see if she can find out what is causing me to have New Monia, but Mom just had to pay $90 fur the meds that was sposed to go to other important things, so it doesn't gook good fur me getting blood tests any time soon. She said I'm more important than paying bills and such.

Mom is got a health surprise too. She was told yesterday that has diet beetis. What is that? Funny how we both have health problems at the same time. This would be a good time fur us to have home theater chairs so we both could just sit here and watch TV between times I take Mom fur walks.

Feb 3, 2009

How It Iz

It took a little while fur me to figure out how to do a Donation Button woofout asking Mom fur help. She gets kinda embarrassed about asking fur help like this, she thinks she should be able to do everything all by herself, but that doesn't always works so well. If we could wait a few months, then maybe, but living on a disability pension like Mom does, it doesn't leave much extra fur stuff like this... and if I don't have the blood tests and find out what's wrong, I might not be here in a few months.

I sure am grateful to all of you what are good enough to give me a donation to help me get the tests and maybe pills or something if I need 'em. I want to be healthy again and stay woof Mom fur at least a few more years. If Mom hadn't had to blow $400 on vet bills fur the chinchilla who up and died anyway, then we'd be okay now... but there's no going back there now. What's done is done... and I don't wanna be 'done' just yet.

That all said, I am having a good morning today. Mom fed me a nice breakfast and I could hardly wait to eat it. Oh, there was popcorn on the floor that I didn't eat, and crumbles in my dog dish that I didn't want, but I sure wanted that breakfast Mom made. It was 1 cup (weighed 4 oz) of dog crumbles woof 2 oz of canned dog food, mixed together. I think Mom hid some pills in there too, but I didn't taste 'em as I woofed it all down. Mom was happy to see I had lots of energy too.

Hoomans sure are funny, I don't get it. Mom always was wishing I'd settle down and not be so hyper, now today she's happy to see my hyper. What's woof that anyway? No matter how hyper I am tho, she doesn't wanna take me to my dog park to visit my friends until I iz healthy again, or at least until she knows what's the matter woof me.

Well, I gotta go now. Time to go outside and go potty. My Dr. Trinity said I'll pee and drink more on these pills. Oh ya, she said that Rottenweilers are very good at hiding from hoomans when there's something wrong woof us. Pretty good, huh.

Love & Licks to you all.

Yours as always,
Reba Jane Rottenweiler

A Sick Puppy

I've been felling kinda sick the last while. My appetite has been down fur awhile, but it took Mom a bit to notice that cuz fur one thing, sometimes I eat lots and sometimes not so much, and Mom has always free fed me. That means she fills my food dish woof dog crumbles and I just eat what I want when I want to and when it's empty, it's refilled fur me again. Mom was thinking I looked like I was loosing weight, but when you see someone every day it's hard to be sure. One day we went to the dog park to walk woof Steel and his Mom Wendy. Wendy commented to Mom how I'd lost weight since she last saw me. Yesterday Dan was over after not being fur about 2 weeks, and he noticed it too cuz I's getting more noticable all the time.

One day, Mom touched me where it hurt and I snarled at her. She was not happy woof me cuz I was nasty to her, and cuz she worries if one of us critters hurts. She still doesn't know where I hurted and I don't remember either but don't hurt like that now. The last 3 days or so, I've been coughing and hacking and snorting. This scared Mom so much that she could hardly wait fur the weekend to be over. This morning she took me to a critter doctor. Dr. Trinity Smith examed me and said I needed x-rays of my chest, and blood tests would be a good idea too. Mom said ok to the x-rays, but just doesn't have the money fur all the tests right now, so went fur the most important one.

When the x-ray lady, Julia, came and said she'd take me to the back and do it, Mom said she was coming too cuz it's better fur me than to go alone woof strange people in a strange place. They were going to have Mom just watch then stand outside while they clicked the pikture. The way it went down, though, was Mom & Julia lifted me onto the table and Mom had to keep hold of my front legs to keep me on the table while Julia held my back legs. The other lady had to take off her funny looking aprin thing and a thing from her neck and put them both on Mom, and even some big gloves cuz Mom's hands were close to the picture. How come they had to protect Mom so much when they didn't protect ME? Is it cuz she's hooman and I'm a dog and dogs ar tuffer than hoomans?

So anyway, they stretched me way out woof me on my side. I was not impressed and tried to get away a few times, but Mom's real strong and held tight. After that pikture, the turned me onto my back. Dogs don't like being held on their backs like that, but they kept me there and took the 2nd pik. Then Mom & I waited out front while they developed those x-ray piktures, and were told they turned out too dark, so had to be done again. That time I knew what was happening and what I was 'sposed to do, so I was real good that time. Everyone was real impressed woof me. After we waited again, we went back into the little room woof the doctor and she showed the x-rays to Mom and showed her that there's something showing in there. Not a cancer toomer, which is a good thing, but they don't know what it is. The Dr. is going to post them on the internet so other smart doctors that know about x-rays can look at 'em and tell her what they think they're looking at.

I've been put on some pills to make me pee more in case there's water in my lungs, and some steroids called Prednisone cuz if there is cancer that will help fight it and I don't know why else she put me on it. Fur 10 days I'll be on these pills.

I was happy to eat doggy treats at the Drs. office, and a bit of canned food Mom bought fur me on the way home, but I'z not interested in my usual dog food. The Dr. wants Mom to cook beef & chicken & rice fur me too, so I think that's real cool. I usually likes popcorn, but Mom accidently spilled some on the floor tonight and I didn't even want none of it.

So, today I costed Mom $250 that she didn't have fur a vet bill.... and she needs another $110 to get me blood tests to see if they show anything. If you have $5 or $20 or something like that, you know, what you don't really need, maybe you can send it to me. I thinks that if just a few peoples sent just a little bit of money that they wouldn't miss, then soon there'd be enough to get me some blood tests. I'd be real thankful... but only if you don't need it to buy food fur yur critter or pay a important bill or something. Maybe instead of an expresso coffee or something like that. I don't like to ask, but I know Mom won't ask and I want to stop feeling sick.

Oh ya, I got weighed today too. I used to weigh 'bout 103 pounds and now I'z only 85 pounds.

Mom made me wear hooman clothes today. She's never done them kinda things before, but put a fleece type vest on me today to keep me warmer while I was in the back of the truck in the canopy fur the ride to the vet. I kinda looked cute in that vest and though it felt real weird, I'm okay woof wearing it again if it makes Mom happy til I'm healthy again. I sure hopes I gets healthy again.

Talk to you soon.

Lots 'o Licks
Reba Jane Rottenweiler.