Thursday, September 24, 2009
The vet also found some bacteria in his ears. After trying several different eardrops, both prescribed and OTC, Otomax Otibit Ointment finally cleared that up. Now Popeye's ears aren't bothering him (for the meantime) and they are returning to their normal pink color. Unfortunately, there's the same discoloration on his belly, and since he has to wear belly bands virtually 24/7, it's unlikely we'll have such luck with that area. But the vet assured me that it was just a superficial issue.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Yes, that's a shirt Popeye is wearing. Technically it's my tank top with the straps tied around his neck. His allergies are still bothering him a bit and recently, his chest area has become somewhat irritated. The area is right where his harness is, so the harness is probably rubbing against his skin and further aggravating it. So the shirt is to shield his skin from the harness.
Obviously, it doesn't get in the way of his favorite activities.
I have pictures of Popeye wearing some panties too, but will only post them if he's really naughty.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Homemade Doggy Ice Cream
Yields: 6-8 servings (1 serving = 1/4 cup)
1 apple chopped up (peeled, cored, seeded, and stem removed)
1/4 - 1/3 c. natural peanut butter
1/2 c. water
1) In a blender, combine all ingredients until smooth.
2) Place in container and freeze until solid (about 5-6 hours).
3) To serve to your dog, scoop up 1/4 c. of the frozen mixture into your pup's bowl. He or she can take it from there.
The above was taken from the blog of one of Popeye's fans (lots of vegan recipes for the human too):
Thursday, September 10, 2009
My husband and I also have a handicapped dog; Jasper is 3-legged but many people don't even notice now and we think that is just great. He is often at the front of the pack and really doesn't waste time worrying about what he can't do. He was at the shelter almost 6 yrs. ago; he had been hurt somehow but still had his leg. The nerves were already dead, though, and he just drug his leg along, often tripping himself over it and banging it up daily. The amputation was the best thing for him and he hasn't looked back. We started out as his foster parents but officially adopted him about five years ago now.
Currently, we are fostering a little pup who was found paralyzed in the rear but, with crate rest and prednisone, has regained most of the use of her back legs. She still drags her right rear leg a bit and is noticeably weak in the back but is doing very well, all things considered.
Anyhow, thank you for putting all that great stuff out there for people like us to refer to and find strength in! Popeye is a great inspiration and so are you!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
This story begins with a photograph…probably the most compelling photo I’ve ever seen in my time working in animal welfare as it represents so perfectly the sadness and hopelessness these animals often feel as they sit in shelters waiting for a home, or in this case, for the end to come. The photo went out on Face Book the last week of July, and so began the amazing story of redemption for a dog named Nico.
To read the rest of this beautiful and uplifting story-in-progress, visit:
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
A few weeks ago, Sugar came to stay with us for a few days.
Talk about Diva.
She wouldn't play with me.
"That's because I don't like upstart puppies."
I'm not an upstart puppy! Sugar the booger.
"Don't call me that. Poo pie."
Am not infinity!
"Yawn. Talk to the paw."
Anyway, as I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted --
-- we mutually turned our attention elsewhere.
Get the pitbull!
I got a leg.
"Dibs on the ear."
2 against 1. Sounds like fair Formosan Mountain Dog odds to me.
"Mommy, I'm scared."
It wasn't long before Phoebe turned up her toes.
So then we turned our attention to the big boy.
Boomer put up a good fight.
But he was no match for us.
It wasn't long before he crawled his way to his den and buried himself.
We are victors.
This house belongs to us.
And Sugar the booger --
-- finally succumbed to my charms. They always do.