Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile
Friday I noticed that Idina looked funny. There was a big swollen area on the side of her jaw. We brought her to the vet and they said there was little they could do at that time. She appeared to have an abscess. They would have to drain it later, but it wasn’t ready. They gave us meds.
Saturday it looked worse – it looked like she had tried to swallow a football (American football ;) ) because the entire side of her face was so puffed up. But Sunday it looked better. And Monday better yet. Yesterday she went back to the vet. Still no fluid to drain, and swelling was much reduced. In the evening she looked almost normal. Continue reading
Over the weekend, being stuck inside due to ill health, I finally looked at the photos I took earlier in the month. It was amazing to see that despite the late spring-like temperatures of February 24, how bad the weather was just 11 days before that, on February 13. We had snow on average of every other day for the first two weeks of February, including a couple of decent size storms. We also had some very cold temperatures to go with all of that snow. And then, two weeks later and it is 74 F/23 C! Almost all of the snow is gone! But then, I see in the long range forecast that they are predicting a large snow storm in about week. Winter may be back. Continue reading
Some people think anything more than a few months old is ripe enough for a Throwback Thursday post. Those of you who have seen my posts know I usually go back decades. Oh well, the price of age ;) Today is different, I’m going to go back almost exactly 2 years. The picture at the top of the page was taken on the 8th of August, 2014.
Notice the red ball? Little Fiyero, somewhere around 4 months old in that picture, loved that ball. It was his favorite toy and he constantly wanted to play. He’d push it against my leg and growl, letting me know he wanted me to try to steal it, and once taken, throw it. This could happen any time of day or night. He loved it. Continue reading
We got our first dog/Boxer, Brady, just a few months after we got our first kayak. Needless to say, the two went together. There were few times when we used the kayak together that Brady was not a passenger. Brady loved being with us but did not love the kayak and made this known by trying to climb into my lap or jump overboard when it got rough. Sometimes he had all four paws on the edge! Of course it wasn’t always easy dragging the 90 lb Boxer (100% muscle) out of the water when he was most prone to fall in, that is when it was very rough.
Elliot did better in the kayak, though he would occasionally get very clingy. A few times I tried to go out solo only to have Elliot swim out to me. We also went double while someone else was watching him only to have him escape and swim after us – we were already over a half a mile away! (Away = off shore) Continue reading
Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile
At the last minute I decided to change my smile. I’m sorry, but today’s smile will be bitter sweet.
I haven’t posted in a few days and so, of course, I’ve been having few views. Half way through the day I noticed a spike. Curious I looked and someone had gone through the pictures of my last Boxer, Elliot Carter McDonald (yes, he was named after the famous American composer who was still living when Elliot was born). I didn’t think anything of it, people do pick up old posts. Only later I saw someone had gone back and looked more. They also looked at some other puppy posts, like of baby Idina and baby Fiyero. But it was mostly Elliot. Spread out over 5 hours someone kept coming back and looking. Some of the early puppy pictures were viewed 14 times. All in all, I had half again as many views as my previous top viewing day, and it was all one person.
I couldn’t resist. I had to go and look. So I went through the pictures one at a time. I wrote a narrative along with the pictures. The each have a sentence or two about him. The post was a memorial. So I read all of the words and remembered. For a while last night I had a large smile on my face while I had a tear in my eye. OK, not one tear, but many. Elliot had an oversized personality and was in many way like a child. His end came far too early and way too sudden. But this morning I will continue to remember him and keep with the smile part. Continue reading
I poked my head into the sunroom. The wet,miserable day visible out of the large windows gave lie to name of the room. It had been raining nonstop since early morning.
Idina looked over and wagged her tail. She was perched on a chair next to the sliding door. All morning she stared out of the window. Occasionally she barked, but by the time I got into the room she would be calm again, looking at me happily, wagging away. Continue reading
Going through some old pictures I came across the picture at the top of the page. This was taken in the summer of 2006. We were at a place on Cape Cod that took dogs. Some friends stopped by for the afternoon with their 2 kids. As I was showing them my newest camera, an Olympus E-1, the kids were playing with our white Boxer, Brady. It’s funny because nobody realized i had taken a picture until I sent them this. I like the picture because it can be any kids and any dog, it does matter. It is the play that is the same.
Idina had a question for me. “Why do you seem to always post about Fiyero? Were are my posts?” she asked with her big puppy dog eyes. I hung my head. I didn’t really have an answer.
Idina is our rescue dog. She is most likely mostly Pit but there are other things thrown in for good measure. She is as sweet as any dog can be. She is not sparing on the “kisses” at all. If you want to be licked from head to toe, just talk to Idina. She is also ultra-playful. She doesn’t get a lot of Fiyero’s games and has no use for most toys, thinking only guys like ball sports. She is more a rough and tumble type gal, preferring to run and wrestle. And run she does! She is fast and agile. Sometimes Fiyero can catch up on a long stretch, but lately she’s been beating him even on the long runs. And if he starts catching up, she just needs to change directions. She also keeps running and running long after Fiyero is a pooped pup. He’ll let her run around and only chase her in short bursts when she gets close enough. Continue reading
I’ll admit that little makes me smile as much as my furry family members. A few weeks ago I posted a video of my Boxer Fiyero chasing a ball down a hill in the woods. It’s one of his favorite games. He also likes to catch the ball. Sometimes he will combine the two activities. He will sit at the top of a hill. I throw the ball. He catches it and then drops it so it rolls to me feet. We repeat. I call it “Lazy Dog Fetch”. It’s hard to see the actual catch in this 8 second video – if you repeat it you may, uhm, catch it.
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Here is the chasing through the woods video – it’s 38 seconds and set to music, something i now call “Gravity’s Playmate”.
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Yes, it is my dog, but something about watching him play brings a smile to my face. How about you? Do like to see the enthusiasm dogs can bring to their play?
OK, I’m not sure of the exact date, but this picture was taken sometime during the first two weeks of November 2005. Brady was almost a year old at this point. He was our first Boxer. He was great dog. I may do a post on just him someday. But for now I hope you enjoy this picture of a mother’s love for her child, even a furry child ;) (No, he isn’t that tall, she’s holding him)