Saturday, October 16, 2010

Reclaiming the Blog

Yep, I'm reclaiming this blog.  It turned into a flurry of pound puppy posts.  Even though my life is quiet boring right now, I don't need to make everything on here about my new hobby.  So, I just started a new blog for the doggies.  The husband thinks I'm crazy.  CRAZY over dogs!  ;o)  If you want to keep up with my home finding mission, you can go here....


Now, on to Crazy M news.  Of course it is dog related.  Diesel took a ride to the vet yesterday morning to get neutered.  We had to drop him off early so it was dark when we left the house.  The husband said he would go with me.  Glad he did.  Diesel wouldn't get in the truck.  Husband had to pick his hind end up and push him in.  I sat in the backseat with him.  He was a scaredy cat!  This is a horrible cell picture but maybe you can get the idea.


That's his head on my shoulder.  It was like I was holding a 90 lb baby, oh wait, I was!  He got better as we got closer.


He really liked driving thru town and watching the cars pass.  Never seen so many cars or at least not in over a year.  He traveled very well.  Got him to the vet and he refused to get out of the truck.  Husband had to get behind him and push.  Then he wouldn't go in the door.  Again, more pushing.  Finally, got him checked in.

I went to pick him up by myself.  Husband was at work.  I figured if I needed help, I could get someone at the vet to assist me.  They brought him out in his HUGE E-collar.  But he was carrying his head low and would get the bottom of the cone stuck on the floor.  Then he'd stop dead in his tracks with his head stuck to the floor.  It was funny but I felt bad.  Got him out the door and he decided that was far enough.  He sat down on the sidewalk and pouted.  People were walking past making comments about him being upset with me and poor thing, etc.  I managed to get him down the sidewalk and past the parked cars to the truck.  Now the hard part, getting him IN the truck.  First I took that collar off.  Then I discussed with him the benefits of getting in.  He didn't care.  I put his front paws in the floorboard and hiked his hiney up as high as I could.  He was able to scramble in.

The drive home was uneventful.  He sat in the backseat gazing out the window.


The clinic sent me home with instructions and pain medicine.  He is not to jump, run, get wet, eat much or drink much. First thing he does when we get home is JUMP out of the truck and RUN around the yard.  I tell him he's not following the rules but apparently the rules don't apply to him.  He finally laid around that evening late.  I gave him his medicine and went to bed.  2 AM I wake up to him howling.  I think he was mourning the loss of his boys.  Or maybe it was the coyotes.  Probably a little of both.

This morning I woke to him whining on the porch.  Not whining in pain, whining with a ball in his mouth cause he wants to play.  I tell him he's not suppose to play.  He still doesn't care.  Throughout the day, he's been running, jumping, and whining to play.  It's like he didn't have surgery.  I'm keepin' an eye on his sutures to make sure he doesn't tear one out with all his activity.  We so don't need any complications!

12 comments:

the Goodwife said...

LOL! Typical man, doesn't know what's good for him! Glad things are going well girl!

retriever farm said...

That's the trouble with pain meds they feel too good and then jump all around and get themselves swollen or worse yet tear the stitches. Why the E collar was he licking. Bad boy better not lick at those stitches, but if he's not licking I see no reason for the silly collar. As for playing that's the hard part 7 -10 days of no fun at all. Poor baby, but he really didn't need those things and will be happier without them in the long run.

The Wife said...

Retriever Farm-I went ahead and got the e collar just in case. But he hasn't bothered them at all so I never put it back on. I wasn't even going to give him his pain pills these evening cause he acted like he didn't need them. But I went ahead. I just went outside to get Harley and he came to the porch with his ball in his mouth. He just don't understand!

CCC said...

A trip to the vet is always traumatic (for me). Give the big lug a hug from me and tell him there's someone all the way up in Canada who knows about him and thinks he's very special.

LindaG said...

Glad he's home and feeling so fit. My cats always take a day to recover after that particular trip to the vet.

Tatersmama said...

What a sweet baby he is!
That last photo where he's gazing out the truck window? It's like he's mourning the loss of his testicles and thinking "Why ME Lord? I've been such a GOOD boy! I just don't understand..."

I'm always of 2 minds when it comes to getting my cats fixed. If you ask for extra pain meds, they give it to you and then the cats think they're invincible and they do dumb stuff like jump on top of the fridge or climb curtains.
Opt against extra pain meds, and it HURTS like hell - and then I cry!!

Give him extra cuddles and kisses, and he'll forget all about those pesky appendages in no time, I reckon!

fernvalley01 said...

They didn't used to give pain meds following a neuter, maybe that seemed cruel,but it did "curb the enthusiasm" for a bit. He sounds like he will be fine .Give him big hugs from his Canadian buddies!

Gail said...

Poor baby...but a tough one!

Dee said...

lol poor boy looks terrified. Glad he seems to be doing so well after surgery!

Kait Palmer said...

Oh what a baby, lol! Our boy didn't take medication when he was neutered...then again he was from the pound and they were probably just glad to get rid of him!

Hope everything heals well!

Nicole said...

oh come on mom, he just wants to play ;). haha! Yeah complications b/c of torn stitches aren't good. Especially if you have to haul him back to the vet. That could be a bloody mess!

Rising Rainbow said...

Sounds like he's recovering just fine. That's a good thing.