Update

Well, I've been back to the vet twice (once a week) to monitor my diabetes. They've increased my dose of insulin each time, but my blood sugar has still been over 300 all morning. Hopefully the run I just enjoyed will help. I'm generally feeling better and up to my old tricks :)

I've Been a Sick Puppy

I've been feeling rather under the weather lately. And I'm always thirsty! I've lost a lot of weight and have pain in my back legs. Tim and Daisy were really worried, so they took me to the new Vet. He said to increase my food, since I'm wasting away. I would have been ecstatic, if I didn't feel so crummy. They're being really nice to me too -I think they're worried about me. Of course, I haven't felt up to my so-called "bad" behavior.

It turns out that I am diabetic, whatever that is. They are giving me more food, which I love, of course. I get cottage cheese with my kibble! Denver is jealous and even moved in on my food a few times when I was feeling my worst. Now that I no longer weigh 3 times what she does, she thinks she can push me around. She took a toy from me the other day, too. I think she's getting ornery in her old age. Anyway, the insulin shots really aren't bad at all. They give them to me while I'm eating, so I really don't even notice. I'm not a big fan of the blood glucose monitoring, though -especially on the days when Daisy tests it every 2 hours to get a curve. They use a monitor for humans, but since I don't have fingers to prick, they get the blood from the inside of my lip! Ouch. I go along with it, because there's a treat at the end ( and I'll do anything for food), but I'd rather just get the treat. The oddest thing about this diabetic stuff is when Daisy follows me outside. She tells me to go out back to go pee and then follows me. Then she sticks a glass right under me and collects it! Ick. What a strange thing to do. That is one of the strangest human things I've seen, but I guess it is no different then when they pick up my poop. Well, I like to eat Denver's poop, but I don't drink her pee.

They must be doing something right, because I am starting to feel a lot better. I even got out Tim's ski goggles to play with while they were out. They had brand new lenses, which I scratched on the stone floor. Oops. I love the extra food, and I hope they don't cut back once I gain the weight back. I heard them saying something about keeping me at about 100lbs instead of 95lbs (I was down to 85lbs), so I think I can enjoy the extra food for a while at least.

Q-tips are off the menu!

I just want to let everyone out there know that Q-tips are not very digestible. I know, you'd think they would be... all cotton and paper. Have I mentioned how I love paper? I ate a rather large package of Q-tips on Sunday and they didn't agree with me. The problems may have been exacerbated by the fact that they were combined with the peel (and seeds) of a butternut squash that I pilfered from the prep sink mid-preparations. They only have to leave the kitchen for a minute or so. I'm that fast! Anyway, the next morning (Monday) it all came back up. Several times. And because of it, I didn't get fed yesterday! That certainly was a bummer. I was totally miserable and sad yesterday with my tummy all empty. I'll never do that again! Like I'm smart enough to remember such things:)

On the flip side, it was a good ploy to keep Daisy in town so that Denver and I wouldn't be alone. She was supposed to leave for Seattle yesterday morning. With Tim off vacationing in Puerto Vallarta, there was no one to watch us. A neighbor was going to feed us and check in on us, but the Vet said I needed more supervision than that (to make sure the Q-tips all came out one way or another). So, Daisy changed her flight (she leaves today) and Tim comes home tonight. I really hate being alone at night (the dark and all) so I managed to maneuver things so that I wouldn't be!

What I want for Christmas

I have blogged on how much I like Denver's awesome bed before. I just don't want to risk being too subtle: I want my own donut bed for Christmas! In MY size! Denver's just doesn't cut it for me, but at least she is nice enough to share.

yummy...

While Daisy was in Seattle, I noticed that the calendar was getting behind. I decided to help her out with that, an found out that it was yummy. I guess I got carried away.

Been Busy

Sorry that we haven't been posting in a while. Ever since we moved in to the new house, I've been really busy.


There are so many places to sleep and sun bathe in this house! It takes my entire day!

Clean Teeth and other stuff

Denver and I went to the vet to have our teeth cleaned last week. It was my first time. Now my teeth are pearly white again!

It didn't go quite so well for Denver. First, she is very protective of me, so she got upset when they took me away (to clean my teeth first). Then when her turn came, they pulled out 4 teeth! They were all in the front, so her smile is kinda cute in a Louisiana sort of way. The upper front tooth was expected, because she had broken it off, possibly trying to escape the crate which she hates. The 3 lower ones were not expected. The gums were receded, one tooth was really loose, and the others were so-so. They were going to be a problem, and since this is probably her last tooth cleaning, they took them before they got bad. The big news is that her ultrasound and biopsy went really well. The ultrasound showed that the kidneys and liver looked normal, albeit a little small. The liver wasn't all smooth and firm, but she's not young, so that's OK. The important thing is that there were no lumps or enlargements. Then the liver biopsy came back and confirmed that there is no indication of cancer in her liver! Yeah! We ran around in little circles at the news. The pathology showed mild vacuolar hepatopathy, which is really not that big a deal, and is common at her age. This can cause mild to moderate elevations in the liver enzymes, which she has. No big deal.

The bottom line, she will be able to boss me around and mess with me for a while longer.