After four trips to the vet, and another scheduled for Thursday, Roscoe’s tail injury is looking pretty good. I had yet to see the progress since he ripped the bandage off just after we got back from thankgiving, but that all changed this morning. I untied his tail so he’d have an easier time taking care of business and not two minutes later the bandage is laying on the ground and a skinny little stick of a tail was wagging like gang busters. Didn’t expect that…. but took advantage of the opportunity and it is healing nicely.
We made it to the vet with no more damage and I picked him up this afternoon. He continues to act as if their are no problems in the world and nothings wrong. Seems like everyone at the vet knows him now… and is everybody’s friend. I hope Thursday’s visit will be the last and we can get back to normal.
On Thanksgiving day we headed off to San Diego, CA to visit friends and catch some r & r. That was short lived as Friday morning came bright an early with a call from the kennel roscoe and cooper were at. Roscoe had somehow gotten cut and needed to be taken to the vet, we’d later learn it was from “happy tail” and banging it on the wall of the run. A follow up on Saturday and all was well, he was back at the kennel with some drugs to keep him calm and no other reports came the rest of the trip.
When I picked them up this morning it was as if nothing was wrong, crazy guy. Didn’t care his tail was all wrapped up curled underneath him and tapped loosely to his belly. Smart as that would keep him “from banging it on the wall of the run” and give the wound a chance to heal. So once we got home I decided I should check to see if things were ok with the bandage, that was the beginning of a bad idea. I untaped the tail from his belly and started to undue the bandage when I thought “hey I haven’t checked with the vet should they be doing this ?”, so I stopped and he was fine all day. I did touch base with the vet and will need to come in on Thursday to have them look at it. Being outside though and in the dog house not much to WACK it against so that’s a plus. But then after work I brought them in the basement and within 15 minutes he hooked the bandage on the recliner and ripped it off. Holy crap !!!!
So Kay and I wrestled with him for about 20 minutes to get the bandage back on tied down and hopefully good till Thursday. And yes taking care of business is a challenge as the tail being between the legs does not offer for good clearance. We’ll have to monitor that.,
Last week I took Roscoe to have some “things that shouldn’t be there” looked at. A lump on his chest and an extra nipple, that wasn’t a nipple, were of concern. Lately the lump seemed to get bigger and the nipple was filling with blood. So after a trip to the vet and scheduled surgery they both came out. The lump they’ll send off for analysis and we’ll get the results when the stitches come out. Until then he’s stuck wearing a cone which is hilarious.
Both were on the right side so you can’t see them in the pic, but he could still get to them without the cone. So for another week he’ll have to wear it until the stiches come out, unitl then he’s a barrel of laughs… more than normal. Can’t stop running into stuff, closes the deck gate when he wants to come in, and ironically is a little more relaxed than normal. I think at times he feels like he’s being punished for something, but doesn’t fight it when it’s time to put in on. He’s a nut !!!!
Can’t believe what I just saw about 45 minutes ago. A van stops at the end our our cludesack pauses for 5 – 10 seconds and then drives away. When I looked back a dog was standing in the street… I don’t get people sometimes.
A very fun loving puppy which looks to be a male rotwiler. Animal control is closed today, how ironic, so we’ll have to take him tomorrow. That is if he comes back. While I was typing this Rosce jumped the fence and the little one got out with him. Roscoe came back but the other one hasn’t yet. Hopefully their are some good hearted neighbors out there to at least get him to animal control. He may not have a great chance there but at least he’s out of the elements and would have an opportunity to get adopted. This is the second time we’ve had to deal with this type of thing. I guess being 5 minutes from animal control people might go there find it closed and then think, I’ll just find a nice spot close by someone will take care of it….. crazy.We’ll keep an eye out.
This weekends project was to move the dog houses. I finished the temporary fence last weekend, it could still use a bit of work but it should be OK for now… more on that later. So the move was up the hill in the back yard, about 50 feet from where they were. You can see from the pic on the left the angle is a little steep and their’s a flat spot fit for a pair. So after prepping a little to level where the houses would sit and getting some pavers to lift them off the ground about four inches we were ready.
A friend came by and in about 40 minutes we were done. The houses are 36 x 48 and the roofs come off. Got to say thanks to dad for that cause otherwise it would have been a three man job. Now back to “the fence should be OK for now” comment. Tonight while sitting downstairs Cooper started a barking fit I first thought was directed at the cats next door… that is common. But after a little more ruckus than normal I went up to find Cooper in and Roscoe out. So much for my good fence work !!!
It was about ten minutes to calm Cooper down and then into the truck and up the road. A quick drive around the neighborhood, as a road circles back above us to a dead end, and on the way back hear he comes jingling up behind me. One of the other neighborhood labs (lucky) was hangin around too so my guess is Roscoe found his way there and they were playing.
When we got back I put the invisible fence collars on, I took them off earlier as we went for a walk, and figured we’d be good… got it out of our system. Not ten minutes later the whole episode started again but this time he didn’t get far. Back in August I mentioned extending the fence almost all the way around the lot, good thing cause the fence caught him this time. Unbelievable !!!!. So by this time I’ve had it for the night up to the house we go with the 10ft leash wrapped to the tree and he’s staying there. I’ll work on the corner where he got out tomorrow. But in reality the wooden picket fence you see in the pic is only four feet tall, they both can jump over it if they really want to. With any luck I can make it to spring when I’ll have to put in a new fence as the existing one is close to falling down. O well what’s life without a little excitement.