Last night I got home from work and found an open jug of antifreeze sitting up just inside my gate! I just new that psycho woman had come back to poison my dogs. I picked it up and it was still full, the dogs were fine.
This morning though, I asked my dad if it was his and he said yes, he'd had it on a low shelf in the garage. Rags is a famous thief of all things plastic - jugs, bottles, jars, etc. I am soooooo thankful that neither dog ingested any!!! It was the kind without the smell /taste that attracts animals, but still. Geez can I catch a break?
Rio has been acting really weird the last several days. I chalked it up to him compensating for his knee, but this morning I checked his elbows and he is very guarded on his right elbow, so I have a vet appt in the morning. He will be 3 tomorrow and he is already falling apart.
This afternoon I went out to the chicken house and found my 2 baby chicks dead.... I don't know what happened. The one chick from Sunday that had a hard time I could understand, but the other one was perfect. My little Tuffy chick is still hanging in... learning to eat and drink, but still not really cranking along how I would like.
Drama at work, drama at home.... Calgon take me away!
Rio not only has knee problems (torn ACL) but now his elbow is giving him trouble. He is on anti-inflammtory through Monday and then maybe an x-ray.
My lab work came back with high thyroid, low Vitamin C and "h.pylori" bacteria in my stomach, so I have a fistful of meds to take every 4 hours. Still waiting on my doc's office to call about the thyroid. I Called them Wednesday and again this morning. *sigh*
The cutest chick in the world is still cranking right along. That little booger has a very healthy set of lungs! WOw it can peep loud! Very adorable. Every now and then I think about going to get a chick somewhere to put with it... but I have so many now! My original 14 (13 hens and a roo), the 5 leftover incubator chicks (3 pullets and 2 roos? maybe?), Yankee's singleton chick (thinking definitely a roo :/ ) and Tuffy the cutest chick ever.
Last year all I wanted when I got chickens was 3-4 hens to peck around in the garden!
Speaking of the garden - got some zuke, yellow squash and bird pecked tomatoes today. A couple of jalapeno peppers and 2 red hot cherry peppers as well.
I have the sprinkler set up to run this evening or tomorrow morning, the garden is withering away what little has come up.
I had to take my old Buford dog to have him put down today. I think he had a stroke or something yesterday evening. He wasn't in any pain, just unable to walk and seemed to have really severe vertigo (eyes twitching and moving). I gave him a valium and he slept soundly.
I carried him into the clinic and they had a room set up with soft blankets on the floor (he was afraid of being on the slippery table). Each and every staff member came in to say goodbye - including the husband vet who was there on his off day. Everyone cried.
When the vet came in I sat beside Buford and held off the vein for her to do the injection. I do that so he wouldn't be so afraid. I was able to sit with him and stroke his velvety ears until he sighed his last breath.
I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest. For almost 15 years he was my companion, counselor, comedian and friend. He was the kindest, gentlest soul I have ever encountered. I never had to worry about him around kids, dogs, cats or even birds. Dear sweet Buford saw me through some very dark times and his greying face holds many tear stained kisses. We had adventures together on the horse trails in the state park, he was a loyal buddy for my nephews and an ever patient mentor for rambunctious Rio. He was a bell ringer for the Salvation Army and the class clown in the obedience club (he flunked ).
Most of all he was easily one of the best dogs I have ever had the honor of knowing... and he leaves a jagged void in my heart now that he is gone.
Buford (Buford's Jukebox Junkie CGC) July 5, 1996 - May 24, 2011
So hard to do the right thing sometimes. Those dogs have a way of wriggling right under your skin and into your heart. I know he will be missed and never forgotten.
I am so sorry for your loss, AL. I have been where you are & know your heart is breaking. Many prayers going out to the Almighty to give you peace & comfort.
oh no, I'm so sorry. He had a really good life with you, that is a long time for his breed. I'm so sorry. I can totally relate. Dogs have been some of the nicest creatures I've ever known and the loss of them is so hard to bear, I'll never understand why the Lord made our lives so long when we are so bad, and theirs so short when they are so good.
Cherish the memories, he would not want you to be sad.