After the last 3 weeks of urgent issues going on, I am finally calming down a bit. I didn't have much choice. My work does not allow for delays or changing deadlines. If anything, customers move up the date. I was forced to step away from the dog by my schedule. 12 hour day on July 4, 15 hours on the 5th and at the time of this typing, I still have 2 wedding cakes to deliver and set up today and a wedding tomorrow plus a few more orders for tomorrow. So unless the dogs come down to the bakery to let me know they have to pee, I only see them at meal times.
Oregon expressed is displeasure at being ignored by killing a slipper. He is improving his record of being the dog that has destroyed the most household items/clothing. A few days ago I was sad he will be leaving for college in a few short weeks. After I found the exorcised slipper, I might not miss him so much. And I would like someone to explain to me why it is only MY clothing and shoes that contain evil woobies?
Glamis is doing very well. He did a little song and dance number when I getting his dinner ready. Since it was his birthday, he got some canned food with his normal dry. He will get his birthday meatloaf in a few days. When I collapsed on the floor exhausted last night, he and Oregon pounced on me. Oregon was being needy but Glamis wanted to play. He was quite perky, getting his tennis ball and chasing it and pouncing on it.
Glamis still has to wear the t-shirt. It is either the shirt or the cone and shame and the shirt is more comfortable. The one time I let him run around naked for a few hours, I could tell he had been licking the incision. The fur is growing back and is at the itchy stage. I tried to gently scratch for him but he is such a gigantic goober. Anyone who has ever met and tried to pet him will understand. As soon as you touch him, his body starts to wiggle. Poke him with a finger, his tail wags. Put your hand on his head, the whole rear end starts wagging. Actually start petting/scratching him, he can't stay still. He has now idea what 'calm, relaxing' petting is. All he knows is wiggle.
Last week when he had the x-rays, they didn't sedate him. The vet said he did good.
me: Really???? He stayed still for you???
vet: well no, he was very wiggly but we were able to hold him down.
That is the Glamis I know - you can't touch him if you want him to be still. That is why he is never allowed in the bed. I let him up there one night and kicked him off. He would start to wiggle every time he thought you might bump him with a foot or hand.
So, last night, I was laying on the floor, scratching whatever body part was presented...well, not EVERY body part. Remember my rule? I am not to touch the dogs. Yep, I did it again. During the wiggle session, I found 4 blood blister/tumors (still waiting on biopsy results) - all on his legs - front and rear. After the 4th, I put my hands down. I didn't want to know if there were more.
Breaks over... I have to get back to work. My boss is such a slave driver.
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