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Tuesday, December 27, 2011

We're All All Right!

Some of you have written to check on us because we haven’t blogged for awhile. Thank you for doing that, it made Mom feel very smiley. I will try to explain and make a long tail short. Around Thanksgiving time, Mom had what her doctor calls a cardiac event. SHE IS FINE NOW! But things at our house were kind of odd for awhile. She got tested for some stuff I can’t spell and the doctor gave her some perreskripshuns to take that are sposed to help her feel better. She will go back to the doctor next month for a follow up visit.

And besides that, you remember about the shooters on our road and how scared I got and bloodied my nose? It happened again around the first of December. And, more bad news. I wish I didn’t have to tell you that I tore up my crate about a week ago during a bad thunderstorm while my folks were at work. Mom cried again and Dad said I must’ve had a real bad panic attack.

my crate after I attacked it


Mom decided that something must be bothering me and when a stressful situation comes up, my anxiety level just goes out of control. She was worried that I was sick. So she took me to the veterinarian and asked him to do a complete blood work up on me. He did that and he checked my back and my hips and my toes and my ears and my eyes and everything he could think to check. The good news is that my blood test results came back normal. The not so good news is that now my Dad says they are clueless about what the underlying problem is.

It’s pretty simple to me, though. When I am with Mom, I am happy. So she brings me to work pretty much every day now. Dad says this is not a long term solution. (I don’t see why not.) He has ordered a super-duper rugged crate that is “welded everywhere metal touches metal” (like a tiger cage, Mom says). It weighs 125 pounds and will take two weeks to get here. Dad told me it cost a whole lotta money. This is what it will look like when it gets to my house.

Mom says it looks like it could transport a wild animal.


Dad is not happy about the money. Mom is not happy about my stress. I am perfectly happy here at work with Mom, on the bed with Mom, in the kitchen with Mom, in the car with Mom, watching tv with Mom… and I am not all sure I will be perfectly happy in the heavy crate. I think Mom needs me to continue coming to work with her, especially until hunting season is over and the weather gets better. Don’t you?

We will let you know the rest of the story as it happens.
Thanks for caring about us!


perfectly happy at work on my new bed


8 comments:

CatherineDogs3 said...

Aww you should come to work for sure Duke & show off how handsome you are.

Ms. A said...

Duke, you look SO HANDSOME on your new bed at work! It suits you perfectly.

If that new jail cell works out... Dad won't give that money a second thought, especially if it keeps you from hurting yourself.

Anonymous said...

Duke, I wrote you a whole page and it just disappeared for some reason. So, just relax and enjoy your new diggs cause it cost your dad a lot of money. (you sure are pretty Duke). Wish I had a new bed.

your friend,
Maggie Mae

Maggie and Mitch said...

Wow - that's some crate, DD! We like the idea of you going to work with your mom every day!
Our paws are crossed for your mom!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

Anonymous said...

Hi Duke,
I got a "Thunder Shirt" for Mabel to help her with anxiety. It works wonders - maybe Mom could try that.

Or perhaps a babysitter 24/7 when Mom is not around. Anything for our sweet 4 leggs.

Love, artgirl

Anonymous said...

Dear Howling Hooligans & their "parents",

I am so glad all is ok with you all, I really was concerned, besides missing your wonderful blogs! Take care of yourselves. I will keep you in my prayers,
Lucy (silent MOD from Troy, Ohio)

gmarch53 said...

Dear Duke..tell your humans that you are terrified to be in a crate, and that they need to find another solution..just my Honest Opinion! PTSD exists in the Hooligan World, too!! Bless You Duke!

The Thuglets said...

We are so pleased to see you back! sorry to hear Mom hasn't been well..positive thoughts for her.
We have to say we think she should continue to take you to work with her where you are both happy. Send the new heavy crate back!
Just cos its heavy does not mean you will feel better. If you are frightened ..you may get worse injuries trying to get out.
Big Nose Pokes
The Thugletsx