Title: The sleepiest dog in the world Source:
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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.
My dog is 16 (ive posted video of her- Maxine turns 16) She had started to wet the bed a year ago & the vet said give her MOVE FREE (its for people).Arthritis was affecting her bladder.After THE FIRST SINGLE pill-she never pissed the bed again.Great stuff
Excellent recommendation. I had my sweet girl on that from 8 on out and it really kept her moving. Swanson's has a similar product with the same ingredients for a lot less. : )
I got a call last night that a little ol' lady is in need of a foster mom. I'm going to pick her up on Thursday. She's an 11 year old greyhound named Lala. As luck would have it, I will also will be babysitting a six year old named Enzo while his parents are on vacation for 10 days at the same time. Will be nice to have hounds around.
Dwelling on the subject of beloved dog companions makes me want to share my story again:
My wife wanted kids and I wanted a dog.
She won.
"Don't worry, when the kids get bigger they'll probably want a dog too", Wifey said to reassure me.
When the kids grew enough to master the art of mommy manipulation what did they ask for? A KAT! (somebody kill me please)
So, I found a half starved stray kitten in a wildlife area while hunting and I impulsively snatched her up, and I grew to love that nasty ol' cat. Even though she was my daughter's companion, the cat would roll in the mud on my chest waders after a duck hunt, perhaps to remind her of the few weeks she spent as "an apex predator".
She was Queen Of The Delaware wild lands, terrorizing grasshoppers and possibly very small voles and field mice until I captured her. She even partially ate me when I picked her up (the grass was too tall and she couldn't outrun me) when she sank her needle sharp fangs to the bone in my index finger. I brought her home and threw her in a cardboard box prison and after a few bites of tuna my daughter rescued her and the kitten's paws didn't touch the floor for the next six months.
And, for two nights when Mommy was sleeping downstairs on the couch because of a back problem the cat went under the covers, turned around and came back and put her head on mommy's pillow. So we were both under the blanket and facing the same direction with our heads on the pillows until Mommy spotted her and tossed her fuzzy little butt out of the bed.
Even now I want to weep when I think about the vet putting her to sleep.
My daughter still has two cats (or should I write, "her cats have human staff") and they're okay if you like cats. But I haven't had a dog of my own since 1979 and every time I visit folks with a dog that I can mosh with I feel sorry for myself.
It's just not right that a man like me (who all dogs immediately spot as a DAWGGY perthun) doesn't have a dog to love, and to love me back.
I envy you folks.
And if any of you young fellers are thinking about getting married and getting a dog you may want to include the dog promise in the wedding vows. Or better yet get the dog first then get a vasectomy but don't tell the little woman. Then tell her you want to have children right away and lay back and watch the cooperation you'll get.
A Chinese basket job from the ol' lady? Hey, no problem, as long as she doesn't catch on! ;)
But I haven't had a dog of my own since 1979 and every time I visit folks with a dog that I can mosh with I feel sorry for myself.
Dawg, there are many pups in need of homes right now, many older dogs that folks cannot care for anymore since they have lost a home or a job. It's time you take one in. : )
Little Lala is really sweet. She was scared to death when I picked her up and brought her home yesterday, shaking and literally scared the crap out of her. Poor little thing didn't understand having to leave her human for another. At 11 it's hard to find a new human to take in an old hound due to health issues and fear of loss.....but they still have lots of love to give and are worthy of all you can offer.