This may sound weird or morbid, but for all of my beloved Martha’s 14 years and 2 months of life, I thought almost every day about how wonderful she was and that I would have to say goodbye some day. She developed arthritis in her spine as she aged, and I had many moments with her and conversations with my vet about how to know when it was her time. In early July, she suddenly lost use of both her back legs, was in extreme pain, and wouldn’t eat. That was when I knew.
I had always planned to get another dog, and after she passed I called the breeder of her sire, and asked if any litters were planned. To my surprise, she told me she had two males ready to go, one was “small,” and I drove the hour and a half away to go meet him.
Marty came home with me only four days after Martha passed. He is her cousin, her sire was Marty’s great great great etc grandsire. I swear she sent him to me.
And it’s been bittersweet, realizing how much pain she suffered for a very long time in her last years, months and days, yet having the joy of a loving puppy to help ease the tears.
Sharing this imoprtant post – don’t be that guy (or girl.)
My dad lives in downtown Vancouver and he owns one of “those” dogs. You know, the kind you fear passing as a dog owner. The kind that looks like it’s about to snap at any moment and lunge out…
Source: Hey, off leash dog guy! You’re not Cesar Milan… you’re a dick!
Like everyone else in a society loudly lamenting a decline in civility, I recognize there are new breaches of etiquette every minute. On any typical day, cell phones alone account for the rudeness factor going off the charts. But I believe there is one type of impolite behavior among adult humans that goes pretty much unchecked. I’ve been guilty of it myself and slinked away feeling really stupid. It just isn’t something that makes it into the etiquette books and it apparently isn’t even worth Miss Manners’ fleeting consideration.
Source: Be Gentle: I know my dog is old | The Bark
Ticks and the diseases they can transmit are really scary. I have been using flea and tick preventatives on Martha year round for as long as I can remember. She also gets vaccinated for Lyme disease.
It’s tough to do a decent tick check when you don’t have another human around to help sometimes, but I try. And I try to follow the advice in this article. Check it out, there are some good tips in here.
Tick-borne diseases are spreading fast..
This is a great article about the controversy over rescue vs what I call “bought and paid for” dogs. Martha is the latter.
The Chosen Ones: Breeder, Rescued or Both? « How Many Dogs?! Creating Harmony in a Multi Dog Household.
This is the funniest and sweetest thing I’ve seen in a long time.
Dog sing You raise me up (long version) bulldog – YouTube.
Yesterday morning Martha and I joined the group for a walk on the Plains. We were a little late, and the road where we parked was hard packed dirt, glazed with old ice. Not a great walking or driving surface. Martha got off to a slow start, obliged as she was to sniff everything. We finally got going along the packed down snowmobile trails and caught up with the group.
It was pretty cold – high teens – but I was warmly dressed. The trail was a little tricky, because if you stepped off the packed snow, your foot went down deep into the soft powder on the sides of the trail. The group moved along at a brisk pace. The dogs were quite a mix – three large labs, a golden, a beagle, and few tiny ones including a chihuahua, a teacup yorkie, and some others. It was a great walk, even if we were only out for about an hour.
I expected that Martha would be a little sore afterwards, since we’d been inactive for so long and she had pushed herself pretty hard. I gave her some pain meds when we got home. Later that evening, when we were at my folk’s house for dinner, she was pretty stiff. I stayed overnight, but I slept on the couch on the first floor because Martha wasn’t able to climb the stairs. Uh oh.
She hadn’t improved much overnight, and I gave her some more meds when we got home this morning. She has an appointment to see the chiropractic/acupuncture vet on Wednesday. She can just about get onto the couch, but can’t leap up to the bed, and it breaks my heart to see her like this.
She will be twelve in May.