Not my weekend dog sitter

So for the last two of three weekends I have been away at the dog show. It really is only January that this happens but it is alot. Newell stays home and takes care of who isnt with me which for this last weekend was everyone ecept Bastion. On Sunday morning I get a rather heated call from Newell clearly not happy. He hates the dogs and he hates Hannah in particular. So, she had pooped and peed in her crate overnight. When he took her to the pen, she ripped her toe nail off so he brought her back down to stop the bleeding. He wrapped her paw in gauze and an ace bandage which she promptly ripped off and ate. When he called me he had poured 2 bottles of peroxide down her throat to try to make her vomit which she did not. Jess finally came to the rescue and came over to give her a shot that made her vomit the bandage. By the time I got home from RIchmond he had calmed down and was no longer threatening to get rid of them and me as well. Whew, but alas, I am off agaiin this weekend to NJ. Than on to the Garden, then hopefully home for a few weekends. Hang on Newell, almost there.

On the Road again

SO this weekend I am in RIchmond VA with Bastion. He is Andrews puppy and he is now being shown. He has done really well in only two weekends. Last night while asleep he has decided to eat a big red hot spot in the middle of his back. I have him entered in 5 shows coming up in NJ and he is supposed to leave with Heather today for these shows and if I know her at all she wont want him to go with her because she will be afraid that it will get worse. So, I guess I will try to get a handle on this and take him there on Friday. Oh Bastion, I guess you just didnt want to go

To poop or not to poop

So Anya has been in jail for the past 5 days. SHe is living in an xpen with no toys, no blanket, no nothing. She cant be trusted. Every few hours we give her some food and water and it takes her about 3 seconds to finish it and than she looks like OK is that it? Now she needs to poop. We have food going in and nothing at the moment coming out Now dont get me wrong. I am not looking for more poop, you know I have enough, but she really needs to start going so we know that things are back to normal and moving again. SO ironically, I now wait and want the poop. How funny is that?

Garbage can.

So Anya is my tanner daughter and just like her father is a garbage can. Friday we left her at the vet because she had eaten a leash. How did I know this, well parts of it were coming out in her poop. After watching her all day, the decision was made that she needed surgery to remove whatever else was in there. When we went in the pick her up that evening in the sink was the garbage. Two leashes, an ear to a toy, and twigs,sticks and others assorted items. Well. Now she is in isolation in the xpen and she is feeling pretty sorry for herself. Well too bad too sad. I will not let her kill herself. No matter how much she tried I will not let her kill herself. Stay tuned.

Heaven is full

So yesterday I wrote of my terrible loss of Willow. Well I find out today that two more of these beautiful dogs left this world. So heaven should have its fill of Bernese Mountain Dogs for awhile. No more GOd, it is too hard.

Saying Goodbye

Having these dogs is my greatest joy and by far my greatest heartbreak. It happened again yesterday. My dear sweet Willow who just turned 10 Christmas Eve, left me yesterday very unexpectedly. She was fine and everything was normal until supper time when she would not eat and I knew that something was wrong. We had Jessica come over and she confirmed that it was probably something pretty serious. We took her to her office in the evening and it was confirmed that she had a tumor on her spleen that had ruptured. We made the decision there and then to let her go. I am a firm believer that they should never suffer. She gave me a wonderful 10 years and I just never wanted her to suffer for one minute. So with her in my arms I let her go. WOW... I cant believe it. If you had told me that I would be saying goodbye to her yesterday I would have told you that you were crazy. Now she is gone. My heart is breaking. But when I look at Freida and Hannah, I see her, my dear sweet Willow in her daugther's eyes. Sleep peacefully my sweet and wonderful girl. I will miss you deeply.

Nice sweater

So my mom has found a new thrift store in the center of town that she visits everyday. She has started to take some of her clothes in, and than buying some clothes herself. My sister saw her the other day and my mom asked her if she liked her new sweater that she bought. Look how nice, Ralph Lauren. My sister asked where she got it, and my mom said the thrift shop Colleen said mom this is your sweater. No, it's not she said. My sister thinks that my mom is now buying back her own clothes that she has bought from the thrift shop. I told mere and we could not stop laughing. That would be so much like my mom.