Late to the party as usual, but I'm still around.
Shamus is keeping me super busy, he has an incision infection and an ear infection, the big goober. I have also found that he peed in the house when I left for work. I can't keep him in his crate at the moment, his cone is too big! He has also found some insane way to get his 60 lbs of dog up on the tiny kitchen counter! I hate to do it, but this next week he'll have to be confined to the ba
throom while I'm at work. It is just big enough to sleep in, have his dog bowls and bed - and be able to turn around with that big bell head. I do take the cone off for his walks, he isn't in a hurry to lick his wounds then. And, as much as he hates it, he knows what "put it on" means when I have to put it back and he pushes his head
through the opening. Poor baby. One more week, then the antibiotics should be done, and he shouldn't have to wear the darn thing any more.
He discovered raw chicken yesterday.
/sigh At least it was only one of the 6 breasts I was preparing to use in the slow cooker today. He's also managed to nearly dislocate my shoulder. We were stopped on the walk night before last to talk with a neighbor and someone else's dog chased a cat nearby and Shamus almost had me planted in the grass when he tried to take off after them. We need to be trained, he and I. Once I can afford it, there is a very respected trainer nearby. My vet told me to use a prong collar. I can't bring myself to do that. Not yet, not until I've exhausted the other possibilities.
Anyway, I'm still around, and snatching an extra cup of everyone's coffee when I have the chance. And the dog thought
he was being sneaky...