Title: The sleepiest dog in the world Source:
[None] URL Source:[None] Published:Oct 18, 2011 Author:me Post Date:2011-10-18 18:54:10 by Critter Keywords:None Views:536 Comments:28
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He's 15 years old and he hates to wake up in the morning. Kinda reminds me of me when I was 15. hehehe
Having lost the DAWG that I grew up with I should tell you that when Benny passes (and it will be soon I suspect) his bladder will empty and that beautiful bedspread may not be salvageable. I can only hope that you have a plastic mattress cover also.
And, as usual Shoonra's stiff necked and unseemly criticism can be safely ignored.
Dad brought ol' Spud (a Beagle who walked kinda sideways because he was hit by a car) home when I was about 5 yrs old, and at 16 I was on the road (my first road trip) with a band. We were in Charleston, SC gigging at The Merchant Seaman's Club, a private, after hours bottle club that anyone but the cops could enter after showing a driver's license, something that undercover cops won't do.
One morning I had the strangest feeling that Spud was gone. (He wasn't sick or anything when I left town two weeks before) A phone call home proved that my eerie sensation was correct.
Poor Benny has a hernia too, I see. And animal companions that age invariably suffer from degenerative joint problems, and their kidneys are prone to failure.
actually, it's not a hernia, it's a fat tumor. I had it and another one biopsied about 3 months ago. The vet and I agree that he is too old to put through the trauma of removing them at this point.
He still has a lot of energy for an old guy, aside from not wanting to get up in the morning.
As far as bladder problems go, he is already experiencing a little leakage if I let him stay in bed too late. I do have a mattress pad on the bed for those occasional leaks. He's been a good friend for a long time, so washing sheets and blanket once in a while is not a big deal.
He probably should have been, but no he was a Maine Coon Cat. Just about the most loving cat I've ever seen. He was my pal.
And I can understand how you might feel when you have say goodbye. I still miss Tom and I still miss my boyhood friend Rags who was the bestest dog that ever lived. He was half Scotty and Half Cocker Spaniel and sharp as a tack. He was a great kids dog and was a fearless protector. I still remember a prowler we had one night and Rags just sat there by the door almost quiet, but you could hear a low growl deep in his throat. When the prowler passed by the window we could see his silhouette outlined by the streetlight in the shade. He tried the door, which was unlocked, but it had a habit of swelling up and sticking so he must have thought it was locked and moved on. However, Rags sat there on guard the entire time never moving from his station by the door.