This thread got me thinking. I think Ali will enter Stoli in the IGH Star City Days pet contest in the Unusual markings category since Stoli is a polydactyl on all four of her paws. It's rare but some cats have an extra claw on one paw but Stoli has an extra claw on all four of her paws. I think I'm gonna need to take her to the vet and do a nice spruce up before entering her. We might enter her in the longest whiskers category too. :smile:
I just got back from visiting Frodo at the vet's. He is no better, but no worse. Just giving the meds time to work now and see if he can get function back. May know more tomorrow, but might be the weekend before we see any improvement.
I offered him his food, but he wasn't interested, except for one sniff.
Sad to see him, trying to get up, wanting to leave with me. Just breaks my heart.
It does help that we've been through this before, and I know its possible he will be OK.
one of my favorite kid books is about a little girl who enters a kitty she got from a candy store. The night before the contest the kitty got into some blue dye in a washtub and when they toweled her off she was a soft light blue. adorable. ofcourse she won...as will adorable stoli :smile:
The visits with Frodo went fairly well today and everyone is cautiously optimistic.
They let me take him out to the car, where I have the whole back made into a big doggie bed. We got to relax out there. I sang and talked to him and did some healing touch.
At the late afternoon visit, Frodo made attempts to eat! Mostly lapping the liquidy part of his food, but its a start. He also was able to stand by himself for short periods of time. Looks like I will bring him home tomorrow late morning, see how things go by the middle of next week.
Please keep us both in all youse guys thoughts and prayers. He's fighting hard to stick around.
He can stand if I help him with his balance. He can stand long enough to pee. He can lap water. Not interested in his food yet, but I think after a long nap he might give that a whirl, too. He is exhausted from the stress of being at the clinic. Still remains to be seen how much function he gets back. I will give him every chance to get his QOL back. I'm doing supportive care, as well, healing touch seems to really help him and also using Rescue Remedy for calming - both of us!
Keep those thoughts and prayers coming though, please - we're not out of the woods yet! Thanks!
We had a fairly decent night. Frodo is navigating on his own a little bit today. I am right by him, notice if he's not recovering his own balance and steady him with my hands. He walked to his self-designated serious business part of the yard this morning, and walked back. I have not had to do any lift-and-carry maneuvers since yesterday afternoon. He hasn't eaten yet though. I will feel so much better when he feels well enough to eat.
I remember when my last dog - Chester was nearing his end...
we would have to help him up and down stairs, and eventually block stairs off, so he wouldnt go into the basement, and not want to come back up...
but man... when he went outside - if he saw one of those squirrels, in our tree? he was GONE!! chasing them around, like he was still a puppy... :smile:
We had thunder, lightning, and torrential rain as the school buses were making their way around on this first day of school. That is just not fair! And more heavy t-storms predicted for 3PM today.
It hasn't rained all summer. Since midnight it has rained enough for all summer, but the ground is so hard it mostly just ran off, I think.
Anyway, not a very nice day for the kids to start back to school.
Frodo is doing pretty well now. He had a little setback when the dramamine was dropped, so I put him back on it and he is back to making progress. He gets around the house pretty well now. Outside, he still needs me to be right nearby in case he loses his balance. Still, he tried to resume his border patrol duties - checking the perimeter of the fenced part of the yard. (He is part border collie.)
When he gets a little upset, I lay down next to him on the floor, put one hand on his head and one on his back to help him get a better sense of where he is, helps him get his balance and bearings again. Yesterday, he was moving to get up off the floor, so I was getting up too. In a flash, he lost his balance, and regained it, and the resulting movements caused him to clonk his head against my face - right under my eye - and now I have a tiny little shiner.
He is beautiful! Our 2 collies and our sheltie (along with the human members of our family) send prayers and good thoughts his way... he is very lucky to have such a great Mom!
Rescue Remedy was recommended to me by one of the dog trainers. I get the spray version, two sprays in the mouth, and it seems to just help them be more calm and focused. I give it to Frodo during t-storms if he's upset, or when there are fireworks in the neighborhood, or when he was so panicked when he first got sick a week ago. Its Bach flower essences. Humans can use it too. I use it sometimes if I am feeling wound up or anxious.
Frodo update: he is doing so well!!! We went to the beach tonight! Just a gentle drive there and a short walk this first time. Then he came home and ate ALL his dinner. I now pronounce him 110% better than he was when this first happened.
on a sad note, my mom and sister had to put their kitty to sleep yesterday morning. Tigger was about 20 yrs old. He stopped eating the day before and went out and layed by the garage. :frown:
They were with him when they put him down. She said she was suprised at how quick and peaceful it was. My mom is opting to purchase his ashes back.
I just havn't heard of anyone I know really doing that. I am aware of the pet cemetery in Roseville but I just know in my moms case...
I'm gonna go visit at Thanksgiving and there is Tigger ...sitting on a table in a box.
I have the ashes from the two dogs we've owned. If your mom decided to do that, be sure she makes sure she gets just his ashes. You pay a little bit more, but ordinarily they cremate several animals at once to dispose of them and if someone has asked for ashes they take them from that burn. If you want a single cremation you pay for that, but you get a certificate saying they're only your pet. You have to trust that they're telling the truth, but I have to believe they are.
When I was at my moms on Labor Day I looked at him as I held the door open for him as he walked in my moms and I thought to myself wondered if that would be the last time I would see him. weird -- thanks everyone
Yeah, that is weird! makes you wonder what little subtle thing you were picking up on - something a little different? or just a gut feeling?
I've experienced that a few times.
As soon as 2003 started, I knew there was something wrong with August. I dreaded it, kept thinking I would be glad when it was over. That is the month Da Yooper died.
I have even had gut feelings about places closing. When I was a kid, we went to the Quality Cafeteria on Snelling Avenue, every Sunday for dinner. the tradition continued well into adulthood. one Sunday, I went there with my two sons and my mother. As we were leaving, I thought that would probably be the last time we'd go there. Not cuz there was anything wrong, or that we'd choose not to go again. Right after that, they closed their doors. I'm still trying to duplicate their "chicken pie on a biscuit".
I keep telling myself never to ignore a gut feeling, but usually I try to "logic" them away.
Since you mentioned "gut feelings", I'll share mine. You're going to think I'm crazy, but maybe you all do anyway. :pbpt:
Remember Corrine Erstad? She was abducted from her house near Sky View Park in IGH in 1992 and was never found.
I think I know where she's buried. I think she's in the area that once was a sand pit on the SE corner of Poplar and Henry Streets in SSP. I've thought so from the start. I know they searched there, but I "feel" her there whenever I drive by. I even talk to her when I drive by, which is pretty often because I take that route to McMorrow Fields a couple times a week when my kids are playing in their softball leagues.
So anyway, who knew I was a Psychic Detective! :cool:
I didn't mean to make anyone sad. I just think its a shame that she never was found and in a strange way I feel like I'm keeping her company a little when I drive by there and tell her I haven't forgotten her. Even if she isn't there, maybe she hears me.
Did you know her mother used to hang out at Bugg's Place?
I remember when she went missing - what a sad, sad thing to happen. OT, someday maybe it will be proven. I don't doubt what you are feeling for a second.
when we had my dog Chester put to sleep, me and my dad agreed that he should be cremated, and we wanted the ashes back...
got a certifcate, saying it was him and stuff...
we spread some of the ashes at Phalen, at Chesters favorite place to sit..... over in that poetry park thing, by the old Gillette hospital, on Ivy..... right in the section with the benches and flowers and stuff...
I refer to that place as "Chesters park", now.....
we kept some of his ashes though, too... in a small jar.... I've got that up on my entertainment center shelf, along with other knick-knacks that have sentimental value to me....
I remember when we had him put to sleep... Halloween of 2001.... he laid his head in my hands, as they gave him "the shot"....
when i left the vet, I forgot his leash, and had to go back, like a half hour later to pick it up.... he was still on the table....
.....that sucked ass.....
I half thought about putting the jar of ashes, in the ground, next to my dads urn, when we buried him - so he would have Chester to keep him company....
I took Frodo to the groomer this morning, for a mini bath, since he had some accidents when he was very ill and although I sponge-bathed him when I got him home, I wanted to get him really cleaned up. The groomer did the mini-bath, combed out some undercoat, clipped up his furry feet (he's not called Frodo for nothin'!) and then she wouldn't accept any money.
I half thought about putting the jar of ashes, in the ground, next to my dads urn, when we buried him - so he would have Chester to keep him company....
I've got Reba's and Da Yooper's urns right next to each other - touching - for that same reason.
I just got back from visiting Frodo at the vet's. He is no better, but no worse. Just giving the meds time to work now and see if he can get function back. May know more tomorrow, but might be the weekend before we see any improvement.
I offered him his food, but he wasn't interested, except for one sniff.
Sad to see him, trying to get up, wanting to leave with me. Just breaks my heart.
It does help that we've been through this before, and I know its possible he will be OK.
one of my favorite kid books is about a little girl who enters a kitty she got from a candy store. The night before the contest the kitty got into some blue dye in a washtub and when they toweled her off she was a soft light blue. adorable. ofcourse she won...as will adorable stoli :smile:
I vote Sani-flush....
They let me take him out to the car, where I have the whole back made into a big doggie bed. We got to relax out there. I sang and talked to him and did some healing touch.
At the late afternoon visit, Frodo made attempts to eat! Mostly lapping the liquidy part of his food, but its a start. He also was able to stand by himself for short periods of time. Looks like I will bring him home tomorrow late morning, see how things go by the middle of next week.
Please keep us both in all youse guys thoughts and prayers. He's fighting hard to stick around.
Thanks.
I'm so glad for both of you
He can stand if I help him with his balance. He can stand long enough to pee. He can lap water. Not interested in his food yet, but I think after a long nap he might give that a whirl, too. He is exhausted from the stress of being at the clinic. Still remains to be seen how much function he gets back. I will give him every chance to get his QOL back. I'm doing supportive care, as well, healing touch seems to really help him and also using Rescue Remedy for calming - both of us!
Keep those thoughts and prayers coming though, please - we're not out of the woods yet! Thanks!
we would have to help him up and down stairs, and eventually block stairs off, so he wouldnt go into the basement, and not want to come back up...
but man... when he went outside - if he saw one of those squirrels, in our tree? he was GONE!! chasing them around, like he was still a puppy... :smile:
It hasn't rained all summer. Since midnight it has rained enough for all summer, but the ground is so hard it mostly just ran off, I think.
Anyway, not a very nice day for the kids to start back to school.
When he gets a little upset, I lay down next to him on the floor, put one hand on his head and one on his back to help him get a better sense of where he is, helps him get his balance and bearings again. Yesterday, he was moving to get up off the floor, so I was getting up too. In a flash, he lost his balance, and regained it, and the resulting movements caused him to clonk his head against my face - right under my eye - and now I have a tiny little shiner.
Great picture of him too!
my sarah is a sophmore this year.
she saved her $$ and got her hair dyed red.
looks really good on her. she took a class to mentor freshman and is gonna try out for math leagues-
GO, MATH TEAM!!!!!
Our mathletes used to use that one, sometimes.... it was fun to mock them with it, every once in a while too... :cool:
Rescue Remedy was recommended to me by one of the dog trainers. I get the spray version, two sprays in the mouth, and it seems to just help them be more calm and focused. I give it to Frodo during t-storms if he's upset, or when there are fireworks in the neighborhood, or when he was so panicked when he first got sick a week ago. Its Bach flower essences. Humans can use it too. I use it sometimes if I am feeling wound up or anxious.
thats why ....thanks :sheepish: :ooh:
on a sad note, my mom and sister had to put their kitty to sleep yesterday morning. Tigger was about 20 yrs old. He stopped eating the day before and went out and layed by the garage. :frown:
They were with him when they put him down. She said she was suprised at how quick and peaceful it was. My mom is opting to purchase his ashes back.
I just havn't heard of anyone I know really doing that. I am aware of the pet cemetery in Roseville but I just know in my moms case...
I'm gonna go visit at Thanksgiving and there is Tigger ...sitting on a table in a box.
I have the ashes from the two dogs we've owned. If your mom decided to do that, be sure she makes sure she gets just his ashes. You pay a little bit more, but ordinarily they cremate several animals at once to dispose of them and if someone has asked for ashes they take them from that burn. If you want a single cremation you pay for that, but you get a certificate saying they're only your pet. You have to trust that they're telling the truth, but I have to believe they are.
I'm skeptical even with people.
I have some of my dads ashes
I placed some in a tiny wooden container which I held under my flowers so he could quietly walked me down the aisle when I married.
I placed some in a tiny wooden container which I held under my flowers so he could quietly walked me down the aisle when I married.
I never knew that. Very touching :frown:
And what a sweet story about your dad being with you walking down the aisle.
I've experienced that a few times.
As soon as 2003 started, I knew there was something wrong with August. I dreaded it, kept thinking I would be glad when it was over. That is the month Da Yooper died.
I have even had gut feelings about places closing. When I was a kid, we went to the Quality Cafeteria on Snelling Avenue, every Sunday for dinner. the tradition continued well into adulthood. one Sunday, I went there with my two sons and my mother. As we were leaving, I thought that would probably be the last time we'd go there. Not cuz there was anything wrong, or that we'd choose not to go again. Right after that, they closed their doors. I'm still trying to duplicate their "chicken pie on a biscuit".
I keep telling myself never to ignore a gut feeling, but usually I try to "logic" them away.
but...
want my cat?? I'll drop him off...the little jerk...
Remember Corrine Erstad? She was abducted from her house near Sky View Park in IGH in 1992 and was never found.
I think I know where she's buried. I think she's in the area that once was a sand pit on the SE corner of Poplar and Henry Streets in SSP. I've thought so from the start. I know they searched there, but I "feel" her there whenever I drive by. I even talk to her when I drive by, which is pretty often because I take that route to McMorrow Fields a couple times a week when my kids are playing in their softball leagues.
So anyway, who knew I was a Psychic Detective! :cool:
Did you know her mother used to hang out at Bugg's Place?
Thats very cool about your dad walking you down the aisle me2!
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I wonder why they don't test the dna now...
when we had my dog Chester put to sleep, me and my dad agreed that he should be cremated, and we wanted the ashes back...
got a certifcate, saying it was him and stuff...
we spread some of the ashes at Phalen, at Chesters favorite place to sit..... over in that poetry park thing, by the old Gillette hospital, on Ivy..... right in the section with the benches and flowers and stuff...
I refer to that place as "Chesters park", now.....
we kept some of his ashes though, too... in a small jar.... I've got that up on my entertainment center shelf, along with other knick-knacks that have sentimental value to me....
I remember when we had him put to sleep... Halloween of 2001.... he laid his head in my hands, as they gave him "the shot"....
when i left the vet, I forgot his leash, and had to go back, like a half hour later to pick it up.... he was still on the table....
.....that sucked ass.....
I half thought about putting the jar of ashes, in the ground, next to my dads urn, when we buried him - so he would have Chester to keep him company....
I've got Reba's and Da Yooper's urns right next to each other - touching - for that same reason.