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GiGi

Sunday, January 27th, 2008

This has been a lovely Sunday. We enjoyed a time of good food and good conversation with a couple of families from church this afternoon. Judging from the quietness in the house now, I think most of the family is napping for a bit prior to leaving again for church this evening.

I haven’t posted any photos in a while so here is one of our lovable, affectionate, bossy Gigi:

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Here is another photo of Gigi, this time with Reb. They are reclining on the rug that Kayla made for Rebecca recently for her birthday:

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New Camera!

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

Rick purchased a new camera to take along on business trips. The main requirements for this camera were that it had to fit in his pocket, and be equipped with an optical image stabilizer. The little Canon Power Shot SD870 IS fits the bill. I promise, I will learn to use this camera, so that I will not be so dependent on the rest of the family for photos! Here are some photos of our kitties:

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This is our kitty, Bonnie Boy. He once upon a time lived a few houses away, but decided to adopt us. He especially adores Rick.

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You’ve met Percy cat before. Here he is, indulging his curiosity, following Rick around as he experimented with his new camera outside this evening. Hmmm . . . Percy really likes Rick, too.

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This is Lucy cat. Now, this kitty likes me. She sleeps by my feet, but then during the night sneaks up near my face and starts purring loudly to let me know she needs a midnight snack. If I don’t oblige, she steps back and forth across my face, which is scary, since she weighs over 20 pounds and has sharp claws.

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This is our kitty Gigi with Lydia, Seth and Rebecca. Poor Rebecca isn’t feeling very well. Forgive me for posting this photo, Dearie, but I needed to include all the cats in the post (for some odd reason). 🙂

Our puppy is home again

Friday, November 30th, 2007

Today after work I went to the Nooksack Animal Hospital to fetch Lassie home. She was frantically happy to see me, and couldn’t wait to hop into the car. The vet sent her home with some cephalexin capsules, and instructions that I feed her only her dry dog food, with the addition of the occasional Milk Bone. No more table scraps for the old Lassie dog.

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I asked the vet if mineral oil would have been an appropriate “cure” to give a dog suspected of having a digestive blockage. The vet said:

  • Mineral oil would have been better than canola oil, since it’s not digestible, and would have passed through the system without being absorbed.
  • Mineral oil, however, could cause aspiration pneumonia (not a good thing).
  • Leave a dog totally alone if a blockage is suspected (as in, Do not try to feed the dog. Do not give the poor animal any type of oil whatsoever).
  • Mineral oil is sometimes useful in the treatment of horses, but that does NOT mean that mineral oil can be used in a similar manner with dogs.
  • There is NEVER a reason to give a dog mineral oil. Canola oil, however, is even WORSE for the dog than mineral oil, because it is absorbed, and damages the pancreas.

Poor Doggie

Thursday, November 29th, 2007

Thanksgiving’s bounty overflowed into our dog Lassie’s food bowl as scraps of turkey meat and skin. The results for Lassie were not so happy, however.

I reproach myself now for the lack of common sense which would have reminded me that, as Lassie has gotten older (She is a ten-year old keeshond, chow, lab mix), she has been eating less. Typically, she eats a small portion of dry dog food formulated for mature dogs, and a milkbone. Somewhere in my memory the knowledge that sudden changes to a pet’s diet are harmful should have sounded a warning and stopped me from loading the poor doggie’s bowl with all those turkey scraps. However, I did give her the leftovers (bones carefully removed), and she ate it all.

The first hint of trouble came Friday morning. Lassie threw up, and looked down in the dumps. She went outside to eat some grass to ease her tummy troubles. We were alarmed when, much later in the day, Lassie threw up what looked to be quarts of water. She couldn’t keep water down. We worried, “Intestinal blockage?”, but it was late by that time. The vet’s office was closed for the weekend.

A friend of ours, who is a farmer, recommended that we give Lassie mineral oil. (I don’t know yet if this is good or bad advice. I’ll ask the vet.) Well, since we didn’t have that, we gave her vegetable oil, purportedly to lubricate the “obstruction” and help it pass through her system. This was the worst thing we could have done, as the vet sternly informed me. It exacerbated the condition that the super-abundance of scraps brought on: pancreatitis. This is what ThePetCenter.com has to say about this condition:

Pancreatitis is an inflammation of the pancreatic gland which is situated very close to the origin of the small intestine (duodenum) near the pyloric area of the stomach. This elongated, thin organ has numerous responsibilities including secreting hormones into the bloodstream such as insulin and glucagon which act in concert to regulate blood sugar levels within rather narrow limits. As well, life would not be possible for dogs or cats without digestive enzyme production and secretion into the lumen of the intestine. These digestive enzymes can actually cause the demise of the dog or cat if they leak into pancreatic tissues or surrounding abdominal structures. Therefore any inflammation of the pancreas has potentially life-threatening consequences. Pancreatitis can result from trauma, sudden ingestion of fat, toxins, viruses and other unknown causes. One usual consequence of pancreatitis is diarrhea and vomiting. Pain is a hallmark of pancreatitis and it is always considered a priority for treatment by attending veterinarians.

I took Lassie to the vet Monday, and she is still there. She is on antibiotics and a special diet, doing fine, but getting special care. I’m to bring her home tomorrow. I’ve learned a lesson, but it’s been the hard way, as far as our dear doggie is concerned.