I turned 13 years old exactly 1 month ago! I got toys and barkday cake made out of chicken liver and topped with cream cheese and bacon!!! It was nummy.
Not much has been happening. My man went back to work a couple of weeks ago... all the way up a half-flight of stairs. I was kind of miffed that he was too busy to sit in the yard with me or go work on projects with me but I'm used to that now and I realize sometimes it's nice to get some sleep! My people got my porch all set up with shades on the front and side and it has stuff on the top too so it doesn't get all sunny and hot anymore. I also have a bunch of rugs out there for laying on.
I've been going on walks and I was going to the farmers market with my people but last Saturday my woman said she was walking through it instead of driving because there was going to be too many vendors and too many pedestrians and too many cars to drive through it. My man and I stayed home. She came home with Nilla Bean Cheesecake for me!!!!!!!
I've been getting acupuncture every 2 weeks too.
My people and I did my paw prints in clay my woman baked. My people are going to make a sign with my name on it and hang my paw prints under it.
My woman also taught my man how to make my "Get Fat" meatballs. They are actually little tiny burgers. He made them out of chicken my people ground. Best meatballs EVER!
I have a new friend. A really big German Shepherd named Dillon. He's from Italy. He gets a little insistent with the but sniffing so I have to open a big ole can of "Back Off." So he jumps away from me looking shocked and snarling as he goes to hide behind his woman. The humans said it's the dog equivalent of "Your mom wears combat boots" with Dillon unable to think of a comeback so he says something like "Yeah, well you too!"
I saw my rehab vet on Friday. It wasn't a good visit. My breathing got bad enough that the vet gave me a fast-acting steroid shot to help with inflammation in my airways. My tongue and gums were getting too dark and my breathing would calm down then start having problems again. My rehab vet was really upset about having to give me a shot even though I really didn't notice.
Sunday I woke up around 2:30 a.m. and had an accident. I ended up having accidents on my people's bed and all my beds but 2. Also on 1 of my porch laying rugs, and the floor, and the carpet in several locations, and a couple of my area rugs I have for laying on.
I had some blood in my pee on my morning walk and with 1 of my accidents in the house.
I ended up going to the e-vet by us and getting some pills for a urinary tract infection. It was weird because my people couldn't go in the building. We all waited in my car for about 2 hours until it was my turn. I had 1 accident in the car, mostly on waterproof sheet on my bed but some of it did get my bed where the sheet had pulled away from me moving. I peed 3 more times after that. Because I have problems breathing when I get upset, they had my people walk me to the door and brought me back as soon as they were done with me because my breathing was starting to get a little bad. I peed on the way into the building too. My people think they had me for maybe 5 minutes so the vet could examine me, they could see if they could do the needle thing to get a sample (they couldn't because I couldn't hold my pee), and get a sample of my pee in a cup (not a problem since I couldn't hold it).
We waited in the car for about 30 minutes for the test to run on my sample then another 10 minutes to get my meds.
I go see my vet on Monday to have the needle thing done so my pee can be cultured and my people said something about them stealing my blood for more tests since it's time for that stuff and I already had an appointment for that at the end of next week.
I took my 1st pill as soon as we got home and made it through the night with no accidents. I've only had 1 accident since then but my people said it was their fault for not waking me up to go pee in time. I still have some blood that shows up when I run out of pee marking things on walks.