Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Popeye from the Archives - Racing

Popeye racing across the lawn.


Monday, June 25, 2012

Popeye from the Archives - Peeping

Popeye peeping from under my desk.


Sunday, June 24, 2012

Popeye from the Archives - 1st Wheelchair

This wheelchair came with Popeye. It was made by a vet in Taiwan.  It was put together nicely but the design was flawed, especially for Popeye's hind legs, which were incapable of bending at the knees.  It was extremely difficult to put him in the cart and when he was in there, his hind paws would drag along the ground, which is why they're bandaged for protection here in this picture. You can also see that his spine is elevated in the back rather, which isn't ideal.  What a long way from his current Doggon' Wheels!


Saturday, June 23, 2012

Popeye from the Archives - Bandit Meets Popeye

Bandit was another foster puppy we had at the time.2 weeks prior, I saw him being surrendered at the animal shelter.  He had a broken leg. I picked him up as soon as my then-current foster dog had been adopted.  Days after we got him, we arranged for him to have surgery to repair his broken femur. You can see the red stitch line on his left back leg in this picture.

Bandit was an incredibly incredibly good-natured dog.  Really, the opposite of Popeye in temperament. They were a great match.  Bandit was Popeye's first friend here.


Friday, June 22, 2012

Popeye from the Archives - Strollin'

Before Popeye got his new wheelchair, I used to walk him around the neighborhood in a baby stroller.


Popeye from the Archives - Stuffed Toy

The first night we had him.


Thursday, June 21, 2012

Popeye From the Archives - Car Ride Home

I've been going through old photos and videos of Popeye over the years. He came to us in 2008, almost exactly 4 years.  I think they're worth a second look so I'll be posting them here on a daily basis.  Hope you enjoy rewatching Popeye grow.

This is Popeye just a couple of hours after he arrived from Taiwan, where he had been rescued off the streets.  He had been flown to SFO, where I picked him up. It was a looooong drive home (with lots of wrong turns), but he was so patient and quiet the whole time.  Man how he fooled me.