i feel like i used to in the hospital when i had too many sick and needy patients..except dogs don't need call bells, they just cry and whine or simply look silently sad to make you jump high and fast.
first off...smokey is not good. i still don't think he knows too much about anything. he can get up and walk but he doesn't want to get up and walk (cuz who am i to ask that of him?.....just some no name busy body stranger.) so i have to leash him and drag him out into the yard cuz he absolutely is not going on his own.... once he is out he toddles around and pees and poops and sniffs every inch of ground in front of him. but...
bottom line..there is no joy in smokey yet..i am trying to be patient and give him a chance but...but the but is hanging over our heads.
bear is home..looks sort of like frankenstein right now...he is covered in some pretty long incisions..they took off any suspicious masses but left the obvious lipoma's alone.
manny and daisy went off to the vets today too...daisy because she is coughing so much (she has a collapsing trachea) and i was afraid i was ignoring it when maybe i shouldn't be. anyway..her lungs are clear, her heart sounds good so we think it is the collapsing trachea still. i have some new meds for her to try to break the cycle of coughing..the more she coughs the more she irritates the tissues and the more she needs to cough. if in a few days, she is still coughing a lot, she will go in for a chest xray.
manny also went in today...i had started him on meds last week when he came in until i could get him vet checked. today was the day for the vets to confirm the doses and appropriateness of his meds and they are ok....whew. we can start him on elavil which i was holding off until the vet said ok and he had some bloodwork done too. he came home and had a good bath (manny is bowel incontinent and has quite a few accidents.) so tonight he is over tired and a little bit anxious from having too much stuff that he doesn't like to deal with today.
anyway, i am trying to get him settled but when i let him out to pee..tess stole his bed. so i made him a nice bed right next to his favorite bed with tess on it...and benny stole it before manny had a chance to lay down. i then made him a bed in the computer room which bear promptly stole (but that's ok cuz i was going to make him a nice and comfy post op bed next.) so i tried to make a third one in the kitchen but then all of those bloody shitzu's grabbed it as well. while all of this musical bed shit is going on..manny is beside himself crying and wanting to lay down...his back legs give out..he sinks to the slippery floor and then he can't get up again without me lifting him up.
oh my freaking god you guys!! will you let the poor old crying and crippled and falling down fart have at least one comfy bed to lay down on!!!!!!!
in the end i made a grumbling and pissed off benny get up and come into the computer room...benny can sleep up on the couch..he is just trying to be uncooperatively bed difficult. manny finally has the second nice bed that i made him so he has stopped crying and fussing and falling down and driving me totally insane with his need. and poor bear is currently obliviously sound asleep on the cold hard floor because one poodle (marie) one shitzhead (may) and one garden gnome (papa john) shoved in and are sound asleep and curled up on his vacated post op bed.
dogs in general are selfish and greedy little bed bastards.