Saturday, September 6, 2008

The Latest on Popeye

Now that Bandit's gone, Popeye doesn't have a tireless play buddy anymore. Our boy, Boomer, never a fan of little puppies, only just barely tolerates him most of the time, so I don't think Popeye will be getting much lovin' from that corner anytime soon. Our pittie girl Phoebe, is starting to warm up to him a little so there's hope that they may become friends down the road.



But Popeye isn't starved for attention, not by a long shot. He gets noticed almost everywhere we go. This morning, while at a nearby park, we came across 2 beagles, a little boy, and his dad. Popeye wasn't too sure about those beagles at first and would bounce up to them, bark, and bounce away. But after a while, he started to follow them as they walked along.

Yesterday, we spent a little time in front of the UC Berkeley campus, where he attracted much attention with his enthusiastic bouncing across the vast lawn to greet everyone.

During Labor Day weekend, he went to stay with another fosterer in Sacramento.



There, Popeye had his first encounter with house cats and did surprisingly well with them. He got to hang out with the resident dog, also from Taiwan, as well as the fun-loving foster dog, Gigi, rescued from the Merced Shelter.



And today he got to hang out with Oliver, a 16-month old. Popeye appears to love small children. He followed Oliver everywhere around the house.







Popeye also got some new gear. Now that I've got the diaper thing down like a pro (if I do say so myself), I've been starting to look for other ways to improve the way I care for Popeye. I've always had a bad lower back so the next order of business was to reduce the amount of strain on my back. I used to change Popeye's diapers on the floor, which required a lot of bending. At first I considered using one of the tables or counters but didn't find that very appropriate. Then I thought about buying a little cart or end table for that purpose but it was difficult to find one the right size for Popeye and the right height for me. Then I discovered something called a "changing station," which is apparently used for babies. I couldn't find anything affordable or that looked stable enough for a growing puppy Popeye's size.

Then I came across a baby crib at a garage sale. Let me point out that I never would have thought in a million billion quadrillion years that I would ever be purchasing a baby crib, because me and babies just don't mix. But here I am now, with 2 baby cribs in the house, purchased for $40 off Craigslist (a great bargain!!). Since the mattress can be elevated and the side rail lowered, it's works really well for me as a place to change Popeye's diapers.



It also ended up solving another problem for me. I used to have to bend over quite a bit to put Popeye in his crate or pen, but since the crib is high, it takes away the need for me to bend so much. Popeye can now also look out the window and watch the world outside, which I remember wishing a while ago for a way to allow him to do this.







The other piece of equipment I got for Popeye was a baby stroller. I don't usually carry him long distances, but as he grows (from 12.5 lbs 5 weeks ago to 16 lbs now!), even carrying him from room to room or to the lawn outside puts a strain on my back. At first I looked for a pet stroller but they were too much trouble to quickly put a dog in and take out. So I started looking into baby strollers. Again, I knew nothing about baby strollers so spent one Saturday going from garage sale to garage sale to study them and determine the features that would or wouldn't work. I ended up getting one for $15, also from Craigslist.

I have to say these strollers are such a life-saver. Not only do I use them inside the house to move Popeye from room to room or to take him outside to the lawn, the stroller allows me to take him with me on walks to the park or through the streets. Also, the tray that's attached in front is the perfect height for him to eat from (I previously had to stack his bowl on boxes), and he also likes to curl up and nap in
the stroller.





One downfall of the stroller that I haven't figured yet how to overcome is the embarrassing fact that people on the street think I'm playing dress-up with a puppy. They don't know Popeye is paralyzed and they think I'm one of those overly zealous petowners who go too far and treat their pets like actual human babies.

One time I was wheeling Popeye to a park next to an elementary school which had just let out. On our way back, the streets were empty except for an older man crossing guard. I've often been taken for being much younger than I am. (Side note: everyone keeps saying I'll appreciate that one day. I'm still waiting for that day. So far, I've just found it to be undignifying and embarrassing.) I'm sure the crossing guard made the same mistake, thinking I was some kid trying to play mommy because he told me to look both ways before crossing the street, which by the way, had no cars in sight.

I'm thinking of posting some kind of sign on the stroller, to let people know that Popeye has special needs, but I haven't figured out what yet. Suggestions are welcome.

I've also been working on other improvements. Two things I always worried about with Popeye's mobility as it is now are 1) scraping his legs as he drags them across the floor and carpet, and 2) hurting his bum from all his bouncing since his rear end lacks the cushioning that would have been provided by muscle or fat.

I had actually purchased something called a Protect-a-Pet suit from K9carts, but they ended up being too short for Popeye's long legs.



So I decided to make my own. Now, I don't sew. I took one mandatory sewing class for 8 weeks when I was about 11 years old and have not touched a sewing machine since. So my initial attempts on Popeye's behalf were horrifying to say the least.



The above was done (badly, obviously, though it took me a couple of hours and a lot of sweat) with a combination of 2 articles of clothing, purchased from Goodwill. The top piece was a pair of toddler pants. I then cut off the sleeves from a long sleeve jersey and sewed them to the bottom of the pants to make the legs. The picture shows the back of the "creation" and all the white stitching around the bum (I was too lazy to try to color coordinate the thread) was my attempt to sew cushioning on the inside. I made a couple of these but they didn't work very well (my measurements were off--well, I didn't actually take any so that may have been why) and they were somewhat difficult to put on and keep on properly.

So after much thought, I realized there was no need for me to make actual pants for Popeye. Something like a sack would be sufficient. I started looking for nylon bags to use but couldn't find any big enough so I ended up using a pair of my boyfriend's old shorts (yes, he gave them to me, I didn't just knick them--though I'm not above that either). I actually fitted them on Popeye first this time and took measurements. I call these "mermaid sacks" because they are wider at the waist and then taper as they go down to the paws. By tapering them, the sacks don't get in his way as his uses his front paws to push himself off the ground, one problem I had with my original attempt. The shorts didn't reach far enough so I just used extra fabric to extend the bottom (which is why it turned out being uneven--but close enough).

I then lined most of the inside with cushion. I found that just lining the rear area didn't work because the pants would twist as he moved so his rear would often end up NOT on the cushioned area, so lining the entire inside solved that problem. As far as apparel goes, this is probably one of the worst made in history, but I'm proud of myself for this one anyway because it fits properly and works as I intended.



My next project is making belly band wraps based on the cloth diapering system used for babies, in order to reduce the amount of waste all these disposable diapers are resulting in. We'll see how that goes.

In the meantime, here's a new video of Popeye:


Bandit's New Best Friend

Lucky Bandit has a new best friend named Meadow. She's a sweet, tolerant, and very well-mannered husky/ACD mix. It sounds like they are having a blast together.





I think Meadow won that round.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

One Last Car Ride Together





Bandit went to his Forever Home today. He has a new mom & dad & doggie sister. They took him for a recheck at the VSA on their way home, where he got a new set of xrays and the ok from the doctor to resume all activities. Bandit can finally be purely Bandit again!

Our house seemed immediately quieter and emptier after he left. It always does whenever a foster dog is adopted.

When I now think of the kind of dog I would adopt (if we could adopt another dog), it would be a dog that nobody else wanted because that's the kind of dog that would need me most. That's the rescue mentality that's too deeply rooted in me now. But there was a time when I daydreamed about the kind of dog I wanted, not because I felt a sense of obligation to help that dog, but just because that was the kind of dog I wanted. It's been a long time since then, but I think Bandit would have been that dog of my dreams. Happy, silly, playful, affectionate, unfailingly good-natured, and yes, even somewhat exasperating.

I don't get terribly terribly sad anymore when a foster dog is adopted because I know my job is done. We are just a pit stop on their journey to their forever home. As I write this, I am , somewhat selfishly, sad that Bandit will no longer be a part of my life. Of the almost 50 dogs we've fostered so far, he comes the closest to reminding me of my first 2 dogs, Jasper & Samson. They changed my life, and the way I feel about dogs today is completely and purely because of them. They were both german shepherds, and a small part of me never wanted to have another german shepherd again--because THEY were my german shepherds. Bandit comes closest.



Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Bandit's New Sweater

I know there are some people who think putting clothes on dogs is cruel but well, I'm not one of them. My dogs have a wardrobe and while I don't dress them up regularly, I have no compunction about putting some threads on them for Halloween, when it's cold, or simply when I'm in the mood for glamour shots.

Here's Bandit wearing his new sweater, generously donated by No Apawlogies, a local small business that creates hand-made custom sweaters and coats for dogs. It's comfy, soft, super stretchy, easy to put on and take off, and doesn't bunch under the arms like most mass-produced doggie clothes do (I know my doggie clothes!).

A happy customer.



Vacuuming

I pulled out the vacuum the other day. I think it was probably Popeye's first experience with a vacuum. You think he can't get around with just 2 legs? You should have seen him bounce for cover under the coffee table at lightning speed.



Bandit on the other hand, silly goofball, found the vacuum cleaner very interesting. I think he kind of wanted to play with it but wasn't quite sure so he just followed it from behind at a safe distance throughout the entire house.

Friday, August 22, 2008

The Odd Couple

Bandit and Popeye are in many ways a very unlikely couple. Their temperaments are vastly different, with Bandit being very happy-go-lucky, even oblivious, while Popeye is tenacious and sometimes ferocious in his 13lb puppy way. Yet they have turned out to be a very good match, with their puppy playfulness a common bond.







Our own 2 dogs, Boomer & Phoebe, do not interact a great deal with Bandit because we don't want him to get too excited since he's still recovering from surgery. Popeye is the perfect playmate for him during this period because they can wrestle and tug and do just a tiny bit of chasing without Bandit over-exerting himself. And Bandit, ever good-natured, has helped Popeye to let his guard down and simply be a little puppy.







Thursday, August 21, 2008

Portraits of Popeye