Three Happy Words

Idiopathic Vestibular Episode. The lovely neurologist at Penn Vet examined Bogart today and didn’t find evidence of anything more serious. In other words, we don’t know what it is, what caused it, or if it will happen again. But she doesn’t think it’s a brain tumor or anything horrible, and didn’t recommend going forward with…

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At the Emergency Vet… Again.

Just returned from the emergency vet.  I had another neurological episode where I was having trouble walking. Still not sure what’s going on (I had a much bigger one last November), we’re scheduling a neurology visit this week to figure out the next steps. Of course afterwards I walked out, shit like a champ, and…

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Getting Up in the World

It was time. Time for a raised feeder.  A tall boy needs a tall feeder.  I’m not a huge gulper, nor do I eat super quickly, so that wasn’t the impetus to purchase this fine feeder.  No, it was just that I looked like a giraffe trying to eat Skittles whenever I would have to…

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Miss You, Dad

Hey Dad, wherever you are, me and mama miss you.  Hasn’t been the same since you passed away 6 years ago.  But we’re a DAMN FINE TEAM, and I’m doing the very best I can to take care of crazy mama.  Just to let you know on your birthday that I’M THE MAN OF THE…

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Stickebana

I am a creative sort.  A dreamer.  A dog who revels in the natural world, the seasons, and sticks at every opportunity.  Luckily mama understands my nature and encourages me to constantly improve my stick-arranging-talent.  So each day, we leave our apartment with two or three sticks to start. Sometimes I add to the arrangement,…

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Movin’ On Up

Why yes, I do know that it’s been some time since I properly updated my blog.  Thank you for noticing. I suppose that I didn’t realize how heavily I relied on mama and her opposable thumbs to keep the world updated to my adventures.  We’ve had a rough year.  I had all of my medical…

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Daddy Hannibal Update

Just a quick update to let you all know that my dad Hannibal made it through his surgery and is doing well!  Of course he’s supposed to be resting now, but like the fine Airedale that he is, he’s already trying to chase cats and use those big, brown eyes to manipulate everyone in sight. …

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Spring Cleaning

Grrr.  That dreaded time that rolls around every year when the weather starts to get warmer, and the grass starts to get greener.  HAIRECUT TIME. For many years I was handstripped by mama and dad – always retaining a bit of my signature scruff, but less, and shorter fuzz.  In the last few years both…

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