Thursday, May 26, 2016

Crusty Tattered And Torn

Simple, Soulful, Soothing

Monday, May 16, 2016

And Then We Went Back Sunday Night

Mother's instinct;
cannot explain it, but we
know what we know,
and I am not his mother but
 I knew Howie was just not right.
Although he was walking around 
and waggin' his tail and poopin' and peeing and 
eating and drinking,
this pooch had something wrong.

Sunday night around 9:30
he refused to get out of his bed,
and I was so afraid that if I went up to bed,
in the morning
he might not be with me any longer.

off again driving cross town to the emergency vet.
I opened the door saying
"we're back" to Angela at the desk.
This time he POOPED on  
the door stoop, not even making it into the 
room. A very crowded room of people
found this to be hilarious and of course
Howie was acting like all was well.

After hearing his story, Angela and
several other pet owners weighed in that he was 
just depressed and quite a few believed he 
was having "visions" of a returned ghost Justice....

I hesitated about a second and
even though there were two critical cases
ahead of me, we waited the 3 hours,
(now almost 1:00 am)
the vet found that Howie had hurt his neck
and the behavior was due to pain that came and went.
When he got excited, car trips, vet trips etc
 his adrenalin activated and he pushed through the pain.
I recalled that he refused to use the doggie door
since Friday and the vet and I had an ahah! moment 
of he did not want to lower his neck!
Closer examination and BINGO

Lots and lots of $Benjamins$ later we came home
 and within a couple hours of meds he jumped on the couch
for the first time in three days,
and went into a deep dopey sleep.
I started weeping I was so relieved.

They advised I keep him off the stairs,
 and keep an eye on him,
since he would be "high"
so I slept (barely) on the couch.
This morning he is following me everywhere,
and very active in between pills.
I'm exhausted 
or the word of the weekend 
and now I have a stiff neck from couch.

Ghost Justice watches over him
and we'll both be sleeping the day away.
I am so grateful.

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Saturday 2:00 A.M. Scare

Upon my return from the market 
early Friday afternoon Howie 
greeted me in his usual way jumping 
and twirling and begging for treats.

I had found some new organic Bakery brand 
treats and gave him two.
(sweet potato and carrots healthy crap ya know)

He and I then took naps and later in the 
day I noticed he was walking and acting funny.
It turned very hot here in lala land
and I thought he was panting and 
being lethargic because of the heat.

He slept for hours and then around 10pm
 he seemed to rally a bit and jumped 
on the couch with me. 

Hours later as he jumped down he whimpered 
and then he really began to act
completely out of character.
By 1:30 a.m. I knew I could not wait and loaded
him into the car for a run to the all night
emergency vet. 
I was weeping the whole way over thinking
I cannot do this again, not so soon after losing Justice.
how will I ever tell Hannah?
how will I ever afford more vet bills?

As we got out of the car he perked up a little
and was wagging his tail again.
The gal at the reception desk unlocked the door,
as they had been waiting for me, and Howie
charged into the room



The gal looked at me, and then at the 
pile and said

As soon as he was finished 
he jumped all over the girls 
and explored the entire facility.
I meekly inquired...
"so he was just constipated?"

Howie and fiber have issues?

Bless those girls they did not charge me, 
and be grateful
I'm not sharing a photo.

I'm too old for this shit...
or Howie shit..