Every. Damn. Night. And it goes on for almost an hour (or he loses his bowl under the TV table, whichever comes first). This dog is totally bonkers.
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Will Thomas Eat It?
It’s grapefruit season! Thomas and I are both excited about that.
Will Thomas Eat It?
Thomas is not impressed with the time change. He thinks we should go to bed early, anyway, but now he starts making hints even earlier. This was last night, but it’s not even 6pm yet tonight and he’s already starting to look askance at me.
I’ve been sick all weekend with a sore throat, and now a full-blown cold. After three days of my throat hurting, it was actually a relief when the rest of the symptoms joined the party. I was starting to think I had strep throat. Aieee! But no, it’s just a boring cold. So I stopped at the store to get more Kleenex, meds, and clementines. Like ya’ do.
And of course, I had to see what Thomas thought of them. He spit out the first one, but then changed his mind and decided he really likes them.
Learning New Things
Thomas has refused to get in his crate. I haven’t forced the issue, because I wanted to try to wait until he decided to test drive it himself. It took him two months, but today was the day. I heard a noise from that direction and thought it was Polly. She uses the crate as her fortress of solitude. But no, it was Thomas!
Now that he’s taken the first step, I’ve been randomly asking him to “crate” and giving him yummy treats when he does. He’s still doubtful, but he’s being a good sport about humoring me and my silly whims.
So today was a good day. Hopefully we won’t have a repeat of this:
If you have junk mail you want shredded, I know a dog, and I hear his rates are pretty reasonable. I will happily hook you up!
Will Thomas Eat It?
Yes. Yes, Thomas will eat tomatoes.
Three Years
I can’t believe I’ve had Frances three years. It seems so much longer than that.
She got a pancake with cat food and a carrot stuck in the center, like a candle. She ate the carrot first, but I didn’t think to take video until after she’d finished it.
Sassypants
Homemade Pill Pockets
I tear off a small piece of flatbread (tortillas or chapatis work just as well), place the pill(s) on it, smear peanut butter along one edge, then roll it up and seal it with the peanut butter.
Then before I give the pill pocket to Frances, I make sure she sees the knife with the remainder of the peanut butter on it. This is key if the dog is picky. You want their greed to get the better of them. Frances is so busy thinking about the peanut butter on the knife that she Hoovers up the pill pocket as fast as she can. Then I let her lick the knife clean as a treat.
Post Op Review
The vet said Frances wouldn’t eat for them this morning. That didn’t surprise me. She did the same thing when she had TTA surgery. I think the anesthesia just really knocks the wind out of their sails. My “secret weapon” is bonito flakes. You can buy them in the cat treat section of most pet supply shops. They’re meant to be sprinkled on cat food, as a treat, but I add them to warmed water. The warmth feels good and it enhances the stinky fish scent, which tempts the dog’s (or cat’s) appetite. It did the trick.
After she’d tanked up on some bonito flake-spiked water, Frances ate a full serving of food, and then she begged for my breadsticks.
That Face
She lost her ears temporarily, but they came back with her appetite. My little fruit bat has returned!
The vet was not able to get all the tumors with this surgery. Doing so would have removed too much skin, which would have stressed the sutures and risked them failing. That means she’ll have to have another surgery to get the remaining tumors. If all goes well, he wants to do that on the day she gets her sutures out.
So this ridiculous soap opera roller coaster is not over yet. Ugh. We should know on Monday what the histopathology report says, and that should help dictate what the next step is. If all the tumors that were removed are benign, then there isn’t as much of a rush to get the remaining ones. They still need to come out soon, but maybe not immediately. If any of them are malignant, then the next surgery will need to happen ASAP.
But for now, Frances is home and resting fairly comfortably.
Indoor Weather
Physical Plant workers opened one of the windows and left it open for hours. It was chilly today with 50mph wind gusts, so the hallway was like a wind tunnel.
And, of course, it was cold in my cubicle. My feet were like ice cubes.
red paper boat 