KeepSafe breakaway collars

The boys have been running around nekkid for the last few days. When dogs play they like to chew on each other’s necks. To avoid them getting caught on each other’s collars I took the collars off until their new break-away collars arrived. The KeepSafe breakaway collars were invented by someone whose dog strangled when he got his collar caught, so they developed this collar which will break apart if enough pressure is put on it. It can be re-latched after it breaks away, and it has a special hook up for the leash so it won’t break off while on a walk.

They were ridiculously excited while I adjusted the size on the collars – I have no idea why they thought that was so great. Here’s Barclay sporting his. I swear he poses when he sees a camera now.

Jack got a new collar too, and I put an old tag on it with our phone number in case he gets lost. It has Jasper’s name on it (a rescue dog we had briefly), but it’s close enough for now. Look at his tail – he’s so happy it’s just a blur!

Welcome to your new home, Jack!

Jack came home this morning, and he and Barclay were so happy to see each other again, they played all day long.

There was lots of humping…

wrestling…

More humping, you can see Alki indicating she wants no part of these shenanigans

Tugging

More wrestling…

Until everyone was tuckered out and ready for a nap


It’s hard to get everyone to sit still long enough to get a family picture!

Jack reminds us a lot of Chester. He seems very sweet. He looks at you with these big sweet eyes, kind of wrinkles his forehead and whines a bit when he wants something. I can tell he and Dave are going to be great couch buddies!

And Jack even knows a trick!

Jack ignored chickens in the yard and couldn’t care less about the cats, even when Barclay chased one across the field. So far Jack is looking like he’s the perfect, patient, well behaved boy.

Barclay and the egg

Sometimes when Barclay is very very good…

And he does something really special, like comes when I call him, I give him a really special treat…

Like a fresh egg!


He gets a lot of play value out of the egg. He swings it around, throws it in the air, rolls on it, stomps on it, and drops it.

Oh that sun feels good!

Is there a cat over there?

What was I doing?

Oh right, the egg!

Finally he just happened to crunch down on it enough to break it and then he carefully licked out the yummy insides.

A new addition…Introducing Jack!

Meet Jack! We have been quietly looking for another dog to fill the hole Chester left behind. Barclay would love to have someone to play with again, and we know Alki is running on borrowed time. So I would check out craigslist and petfinder regularly hoping to find a nice dog who needed a home. I didn’t want a dog that had been abused and neglected, like Chester was. I was hoping to find a dog who was just a nice, normal dog who needed a nice home, and didn’t come with a lot of baggage. I saw the ad for Jack and he sounded like just the pooch for us. He is a 4 year old Beagle. I emailed back and forth with his family, and they seem like nice people too, just looking for a good home for him with room to run and someone to keep him company so he won’t just be stuck at home alone all day. Doesn’t that sound like the perfect match?

So they brought him over to meet Barclay, and after the initial sniff and bark, they were playing and running, chasing each other all over the yard. Jack saw the chickens and thought about them for a second, then shrugged them off and went back to playing. He met Alki and they sniffed and ignored each other (I think Alki was giving off her ‘bug off’ vibes). The cats went into hiding, so he didn’t meet them. Jack and Barclay played until they were just laying on the grass gnawing on each other, with their tounges hanging out the sides of their mouths. Happy happy happy dogs!

After they left, Barclay spent 20 minutes looking for his new buddy – then he napped the rest of the afternoon! Jack is staying with his family a few more days because we have a very busy weekend while Dave finishes up the current play he’s in. We’ll go pick him up this week on our day off so we can closely supervise his first days at home. We’re very excited about it, he seems like a really nice dog!

Spoke to Alki’s Oncologist

Dr Cyman is Alki’s oncologist, and she has been wonderful through this whole matter. When I talked to her yesterday after a couple days of phone tag she made me feel much better. She’s very matter of fact about dealing with things. When I asked about the other vet seeing cancer cells in Alki’s urine, the Dr basically said ‘maybe he did, maybe it was something else. It doesn’t really matter, we already know she has cancer.’ Well, true. It’s just that every time someone says cancer I freak out a bit more! But she’s right, that’s no surprise. So she said Alki’s blood tests looked pretty good, but she suspects her bladder is irritated, either from an infection or from the cancer. Again, it doesn’t matter, because we’ll do the same thing either way. I’m supposed to keep track of how often she takes piddle breaks for a few days, then we’ll do a round of antibiotics and see if it helps. It might help, it might not. She said ‘if money grew on trees’ we’d try some other things, but I’m glad she realizes we just can’t. Plus she understood that Alki is getting older and not up to a bunch of crazy treatments. So she made me feel a lot better because she’s so calm and matter of fact that we’ll do what we can to make her comfortable in spite of the cancer. Can’t cure the cancer, so we’ll just deal with it.

She did say that Alki is coming up on two years since her diagnosis and that that is spectacular for her. In fact she said she had a meeting with the other oncologists in the area recently, including the dr who did Alki’s pre-surgery diagnosis and the surgeon, and shared her records with them, because it’s really a success story that she is still plugging along and enjoying a good quality of life.

Some days she mopes around a bit and sleeps a lot or pants like something is bothering her. Other days she bounds around like a crazy hyperactive pup. On the good days it’s hard to look at her and think she’s sick. On the bad days I can’t forget it.

It still gives me chills to realize my little buddy has cancer.

Sad news for Alki

Alki went to the vet yesterday for her checkup and the vet found what he described as ‘sheets of cancer cells’ in her urine. We knew this was coming. The bladder cancer has caused her to strain while peeing, and that has gotten worse recently. It happens so slowly it’s hard to notice, but she does spend quite a bit of time squatting outside. He also said her bladder seemed to be tender, because she didn’t want him feeling around there. The blood tests went to the oncologist. I’m sure we won’t be hearing good news. We’ve been very happy that the cancer treatments gave her an extra year and a half of normal life, and she’s been very happy that whole time. But we knew the cancer would catch up with her eventually. Now we just have to see how this all plays out.

Still snowing…

Still snowing, but not really sticking. White rain I guess. Sure is pretty to watch.

Night before last when I heard snow was coming again, and the temp had dropped considerably by nightfall, I went out and caught the garden chickens. They were napping on their roost for the night, which made it easier to catch them. Still, big red chicken SCREAMED the whole way, while I tucked her head under my arm to muffle the sound – I’m sure the neighbors thought we were having chicken for dinner! I put them back with the rest of the flock. I don’t think the chicken tractor is warm enough for the chickens to stay out in it in this kind of weather. I may be pampering them, but I wanted them to be in the insulated coop while it was storming out.