Seven years with Toby, nothing. Seven months with Maddux, my first personal experience with the “cone of shame.” He wasn’t acting right last night and this morning, so I ran him to vet early this morning and while he was there he started fussing with the stitches. So, to play it safe, the vet decided… Continue reading The Cone Of Shame
Maddux is home! Believe it, or not, I think I am more nervous now than I was when he was at the vet’s office. He has pills to take twice a day, and has to eat 3-4 small meals of wet food a day for about 5 days. I think I bought out PetSmart today… Continue reading Puppy’s Stomach Surgery Aftercare
Have I ever mentioned how much I love my vet? For those of you who know me, know I am a very nervous person. Maddux’s surgery would have had me in a complete panic attack. But, I was not as bad as I feel like I normally would have been, and part of that is… Continue reading Visiting the Puppy After Surgery
Toby is a seasoned pro when it comes to Americade, a week-long huge motorcycle rally that bring people from all over the world to my little piece of the Adirondacks. For as scared of everything Toby is, he loves Americade — the motorcycles, the people, the fireworks, the parade. Maybe because the first year I… Continue reading Puppy’s First Americade, Outdoor Restaurant
One of the benefits of where I live is that I am pretty much walking distance to the the lake’s public beaches, including a dog beach. Maddux got to experience that benefit today for the first time, as me, Toby and our friends Jen and Jenks spent a few hours at the beach on this… Continue reading Puppy's First Beach Trip
Toby has never had interest in a Christmas tree. Maybe it was because it was fake and never had a smell, but he could care less. From what I remember even as a puppy he was uninterested. Maddux, however is a different story. Maybe he just doesnt like the way I have it decorated, but… Continue reading Pooping Tinsel
We haven’t gotten our first snow yet, but we have gotten some ice in the ground. I was worried Maddux, being from Florida, would be a little freaked out by it, but I was wrong. Instead, he seeks out all the ice pieces on the grass and chomps on them. It’s kind of cute.