Tag: pets

Dogs get the itis too

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Dog eats big meal, dog gets the ITIS, dog goes to sleep.  Happens to the best of us.

I know there are a few people interested in the photos taken over the July the 4th 7th party.  But you’ll have to excuse the slower turnaround time these days, because of my fancy-schmancy aZn creeper DSLR camera, I’m shooting in RAW, and it takes a considerable bit longer time to process all the pictures and get them up online.  But I’ll be posting them fairly soon, so hold your got-damn horses.

I definitely have jury duty tomorrow, and I am none to pleased by that development, so once that bullshit is out of my hair, I’ll hopefully have the adequate time needed to finish the rest up.

So in the meantime, endure the dog pictures.

Filling a void

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This is Windchaser.  But as Jen and I have decided, we’ll keep the name as such, officially, but frankly, we’re just going to call him Chase. He is half Maltese and half Shih Tzu.  He is our new dog.

Since the unfortunate departures of the other two dogs back in October and December, the house has been a little on the quiet side.  Now I’ll be the first to admit that there was a sense of liberation at not feeling the obligation that either one of us needed to be home as soon as possible, but there was also a void left behind by having a home with zero dogs in it.

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Celebrating life, instead of mourning passing

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A day later, it’s beautiful outside.  One of the nicest days in ages, in spite of the changing of the seasons, and the sporadic rainfall had in Atlanta over the past weeks. The heavens must have been appeased by a most worthy addition received last night.

Jen and I both knew this day was eventually going to come, but in spite of it, nothing ever really could prepare you for when that time comes.  Even in dog years, Nikki was pushing the boundaries of mortality, exceeding 19 human years; regardless, knowing the end is closer doesn’t make it any simpler for when the end does arrive.

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Dog food croupier

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The dog taco is elderly, and needs a little bit of assistance with some tasks these days.  He’s also become quite the finicky eater, and his weight has fluctuated in a not-so good way as a result.

Recently, I’ve discovered the way to expedite his eating habits, but such a process requires me to sit and monitor him while he eats, to make sure that one, he eats, and two, assisting the mostly blind dog taco realize that there is food in front of his face.

I feel like a craps stickman, sitting next to him while his face is in his eating dish, while I have to continuously push the scattered kibble morsels back to the center of the plate for him to dive in and have plenty of food ready for his consumption for him to vigorously chow down on.  With each series of bites, the kibble scatters along the dish, and like at a craps table, I have to use my little stick and gather and compile them back to the center for  him to continue eating.

But it’s all worth it, because lately, it feels as if he may have put some weight back on, since being on this twice-a-day mini-meal schedule, even if it means playing dog food croupier, and ain’t nothing too much to ask for the dog taco.