Sunday was another yo-yo day. Paxton was not at all hungry and Frodo and I basically screamed when he wouldn’t eat. We wanted his leftovers. He eventually did eat some steak. And lots and lots of biscuits. My human thinks he just has an appetite for junk food. Today he will go to the Vet to see how they can make him better…..
Month: March 2016
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Another yo-yo day. One minute Paxton seems perfectly normal, and the next, my human is whisking him off to the emergency clinic. They have now learned at the clinic that she is a truly neurotic human when it comes to us dogs. The bottom line – Paxton was having a good day – he went for a good walk, quickly ate ALL of his breakfast, and was in a good mood. My human went out for breakfast with an old friend and when they came back to the house, she thought Paxton’s colour was not good. So off they went to the clinic – only to find out he was NOT in distress. He came home and after some coaxing, ate most of his dinner. Frodo and I beg him to NOT finish so we can get the leftovers. Not much luck in the food department yesterday.
Say a prayer…
Things in our house are difficult right now. Paxton is not well…It began when the dog sitter was here. Remember how he didn’t want to eat, unless she held the bowl for him? Well, I’m afraid it has continued…and my human is very concerned. He doesn’t want to eat at all. So my human took him to the Vet yesterday. And Paxton had blood work done. He is anemic. So when you have a Bernese Mountain Dog and you have anemia, in a dog who is refusing to eat…well the probable diagnosis is not good. My human keeps searching for some treatable causes for the anemia – but most sites lead to inevitable bad news. She has decided to stop searching the net. For now.
Paxton will be going for something called an ultrasound on Monday. Until then, Frodo and I are quite happy to eat anything Pax doesn’t want. But honestly? We have been very nice to him. We know he doesn’t feel well. And neither does our human…
I’ll try to write some other news between now and Monday, just to get my mind off my big brother. But he sure needs lots of good thoughts and prayers right now…
© Linda Wozniak
St. Paddy’s Day
Happy St. Patrick’s Day. The day they say everyone is Irish. Unless you are a Polish Lowland Sheepdog. I’m always Polish.
Freedom of Information.
She’s back
Well my human has returned. She got in late last night. There was much leaping for joy when she arrived. When she came in, Frodo barked incessantly, telling her she should not have gone away without us. Paxton nearly knocked her over, trying to get as close to her as possible. And I went to look in the bags for the guilt gifts. And boy did we score. Some cool retrieving toys – which you know are for me since I’m the best retriever in this house. Then there were some dumb bells – which would obviously be for Frodo.
Crufts 2016 comes to a close
So my human survived the last day of Crufts. She thinks they could have a reality TV show – Survivor Crufts. You have to make it through 5 exhibition halls WITHOUT buying anything at the one million vendors, have to sit through at LEAST one breed judging that has more than 50 dogs – with extra points if you sit through ALL the Labradors, you must attend obedience trials for at least 20 dogs and you must stay until the whole program is done at the end of the night. Oh and you have to talk to people at 5 different Discover Dogs booths. And that’s just the first day.
A PONtastic day at Crufts
So my human had another big day at Crufts yesterday. It has been a busy couple of days so far – and as predicted, her roommate collapsed and couldn’t even GO yesterday. My human wore her out.. But my human still kept going. She got up at the crack of dawn and headed to the train station:
More from Crufts
She also sent me some photos of an amazing drill team made up of Golden Retrievers and their humans. It reminded my human of the old days when she used to do Drill Team – with Paxton! But she said this group was REALLY good.
I’ve never done Drill Team. They stopped the Team when I came along. I call it coincidence. My human calls it fate. You see the one photo where ONE dog is doing something different from the rest of the group. That would have been me.
AND get THIS – she took pictures of and petted PONS. Totally not fair. She said one dog kept barking and his human said he just started doing that. Of course – he is just like Frodo. And now we understand why – my human brings out the barking badness in us dogs! It’s her fault! He are those dogs and their human:
The funniest part of Discover Dogs was when my human was looking for the Bernese. And it wasn’t hard to find them. All one had to do was look at the carpet in front of their display.
Do Bernese shed? Nah. My human pointed out it looks like our house. No wonder we go through vacuum cleaners like toilet paper.
Unless it was in our house…
He doesn’t look too successful.



































































