If all the beasts were gone, men would die
from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also
happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the
Earth befalls the sons of the Earth. ~Chief
Seattle of the Suquamish Tribe, letter to President Franklin Pierce
As I mentioned in the last post we were
waiting to find out if my dogs tumor that was removed on 1/27 was
cancerous. It turns out it was a lick
granuloma which is a “skin disorder in dogs resulting from an urge to lick the
lower portion of the leg”. He never licked
until he tore a toe nail in December and the vet said it would heal on its
own. Well Cooper started licking it all
the time. When the nail re-grew he
started licking further up his leg and I thought it was a hot spot so was
treating it as such until the lump formed.
So after several trips back to the vet
because he ripped off bandages, chewed the “do not chew” bandage that
supposedly tastes bad ….They put him on puppy Prozac .
When he was able to bite
off the zapping strip they put on top of the bandage, then ripped out 2 staples
and then ripped out all the staples and he still continued to destroy cones and
go back to licking the wound they put him on tranquilizers.
The vet had planned to take out the staples
on the 9th and it would have
been done and over with, but since they were unable to pull the skin back together after he ripped out the staples and it swelled up we
have to let it heal from the inside out and he will have a scar. On the upside he has lost 7 pounds.
Myself, I should be on his Prozac, since
every time I left the house or was busy he got into trouble. I got to the point that I had to see him at
all times as I don’t do blood and gaping wounds well. I closed off all bedrooms, baths and
stairways, leaving him only the kitchen, dining room and living room to roam. As it is a very open space he tries to hide
his head in a corner and lick through the cone.
He is making me as crazy as he is!
We have been back to the vet six
times. I think I bought him a new car. They refer to Cooper as Meathead
now. We went through an inflatable
collar and we are on our fifth cone.
This last one we picked up at Pet Smart and it lashes to his collar, the
ones from the vet didn’t do that. So far
he has been unable to get this one off but not from lack of trying. The others were a more brittle plastic and he
would ram into the doorways, tables, chairs etc in an attempt to destroy it. We
would try to fix them with duct tape but that only limited his vision more leading
to more walks into walls and furniture. When he finally is able to go without
the cone I will have to fix all the damage he has done to the moldings and
paint on the walls. I am more upset that
he is self mutilating than the damage to the house. We borrowed a shock collar to try to get him
to stop. We just picked it up last night
so we will see how this will work.
Between runs to the vet, I have been canning. I would like to turn off a freezer so I
started pulling out last year’s fruit. I
have made two batches of strawberry/rhubarb and a batch of apple/rhubarb
jam.
I have also been crocheting and
knitting. February gave me several more
knit squares from the one group I belong to.
I have one left to do from this round.
I also started a ripple afghan to use up open skeins of yarn. It is single crochet so will be extra warm and take a while to finish!
Little Nephew has taken a liking to it and
mentioned several times that the one my mom made him is too small now. Of course he wants everything I make…years
from now you will see this kid on Hoarders for sure!
#1, Sir T and Baby O came for a three day
weekend. At 9 months he is 30 inches and
21 pounds, a long lean drooling machine.
And he is into everything making it abundantly clear that my house is
not childproof!
And #1 son and A have set a wedding
date. So all in all I have been busy and
since seed starting is right around the corner it looks like it will stay that
way!