So I think I had posted at some point about looking at potentially adopting a new dog that was a corgi/pit mix. Well, we did that basically right before the SIP orders went into effect in our state.
Meet Brody! Corgi/Chi/Bulldog/Border Collie mix, according to whichever genetic test thing we ran.
Hasn't had any issues getting along with his big sister Sydney. This is why we bought a big couch.
Quickly learning to share.
Best buddies.
Unfortunately, here's where it gets a little less snugglehug. Spoilers for medical grossness.
Shortly after getting Brody we noticed some blood in Syd's stool. We had recently switched them to the same diet, so we thought it might be that and kept an eye on it, but it persisted. We called the vet, they said it wasn't unusual and that if it wasn't a troubling amount to just observe and call back within a week.
Well, during that time, not only did it persist but some kind of... mass... was basically protruding out of her. We freaked out, rushed her to the new vet down the street, but by the time we got there it had retracted. Vet did an inspection and said it could've just been a hemorrhoid.
This basically repeats for two weeks. Mass protrudes, we get her to the vet, it's gone. This particular vet wasn't inspiring confidence, so the next time we took her to another vet that is further away but that has been around forever and has good reviews. Same thing, retracted by the time we got there, but they said to basically keep a journal with photos for a week and then they would review and suggest. So yeah, a week of taking photos of our dog's butthole, super fun.
They immediately sent us to an internal medicine specialist who did a needle bioposy and got results back faster than I'd have ever anticipated. She was in surgery the next day to have a rectal polyp removed and now we are waiting on a further biopsy of that to determine if it is malignant. She's resting and on antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, sedatives and pain meds, but seems to be doing ok.
Night before surgery with her improvised cone.
Proper Cone of Shame.
Recovery buddy.
Probably the second shittiest thing of all this, beyond our dog being unwell, is we had to send the new guy to stay with my parents for a few days while the big one rests up. He loves it up there, and they love him, but just miss him something fierce, realizing he hasn't really been away from us for more than a handful our hours since we got him.
"If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'."
That's not so much a behavior of the breed as the behavior of a dog that is either trained poorly or had extreme separation anxiety.
It can be, especially if it's exceptionally destructive behaviour or persists well into adulthood, but between 8-24 months is also primo destructo time for large goofy dogs. They don't mean nothin' by it, it's just the remote is the PERFECT size for their mouths.
Plus they're adolescents, so sometimes there's a bit of acting out going on.
My family’s old flat coat retriever was very well trained; he wouldn’t even step foot in a room until invited to do so, and he was also walked twice a day and had constant companionship
But now I’m reminded that in his youth he did things like chew a giant hole in a plaster and brick wall
So, yeah
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My cousin's black lab didn't know he had a tail, and that thing was going constantly. After about 6 months they just didn't have anything out and around under 3ft that could potentially be knocked over or onto the floor. One of the smartest best trained dogs too, just couldn't be taught that he had a tail.
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There was a meme floating around a few weeks ago saying that most tails In movies are cgid over as the dogs are so excited that they are helping their tails are wagging non stop even when they are supposed to be scary.
Now that it’s been pointed out, when you watch dogs do things in movies they really seem to have this cheeriness behind all of their actions.
I've known multiple dogs who had to have their tails work on by the vet because they were way too enthusiastic about wagging.
Parker isn't equipped with a tail. He makes up for it by wagging his entire back end instead, at times. Other times it just makes his body language harder to read.
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I don’t think I had the confidence to have a lab or retriever for my first dog. Or a border collie, for that matter. I get that they are very easy to train (for the most part), but I just think that my problem with smart dogs is they need to be entertained and have their brain worked, otherwise they just act out. Plus they’d outsmart me constantly. I’ll take a big, dumb dope any day.
That said, we have a greyhound that does tricks, which is apparently very rare for the breed, so clearly he’s at least smarter than a bag of hammers.
I don’t think I had the confidence to have a lab or retriever for my first dog. Or a border collie, for that matter. I get that they are very easy to train (for the most part), but I just think that my problem with smart dogs is they need to be entertained and have their brain worked, otherwise they just act out. Plus they’d outsmart me constantly. I’ll take a big, dumb dope any day.
That said, we have a greyhound that does tricks, which is apparently very rare for the breed, so clearly he’s at least smarter than a bag of hammers.
He's right up there with a bag of specialty hammers. The kind that you look at and don't initially know what they do at all, but when demonstated you're all like 'hey yea that's a rad hammer'.
Moogle being cute with me for a couple of photo ops, which is rare for her. She is very much Mr. Fantasticos cat and generally ignores me unless he's not around.
She returned to her bad behaviour promptly by laying in my desk chair as I was in the bathroom for a moment. This is a very power play/dominance move.
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I don’t think I had the confidence to have a lab or retriever for my first dog. Or a border collie, for that matter. I get that they are very easy to train (for the most part), but I just think that my problem with smart dogs is they need to be entertained and have their brain worked, otherwise they just act out. Plus they’d outsmart me constantly. I’ll take a big, dumb dope any day.
That said, we have a greyhound that does tricks, which is apparently very rare for the breed, so clearly he’s at least smarter than a bag of hammers.
He's right up there with a bag of specialty hammers. The kind that you look at and don't initially know what they do at all, but when demonstrated you're all like 'hey yea that's a rad hammer'.
So I think I had posted at some point about looking at potentially adopting a new dog that was a corgi/pit mix. Well, we did that basically right before the SIP orders went into effect in our state.
Meet Brody! Corgi/Chi/Bulldog/Border Collie mix, according to whichever genetic test thing we ran.
Hasn't had any issues getting along with his big sister Sydney. This is why we bought a big couch.
Quickly learning to share.
Best buddies.
Unfortunately, here's where it gets a little less snugglehug. Spoilers for medical grossness.
Shortly after getting Brody we noticed some blood in Syd's stool. We had recently switched them to the same diet, so we thought it might be that and kept an eye on it, but it persisted. We called the vet, they said it wasn't unusual and that if it wasn't a troubling amount to just observe and call back within a week.
Well, during that time, not only did it persist but some kind of... mass... was basically protruding out of her. We freaked out, rushed her to the new vet down the street, but by the time we got there it had retracted. Vet did an inspection and said it could've just been a hemorrhoid.
This basically repeats for two weeks. Mass protrudes, we get her to the vet, it's gone. This particular vet wasn't inspiring confidence, so the next time we took her to another vet that is further away but that has been around forever and has good reviews. Same thing, retracted by the time we got there, but they said to basically keep a journal with photos for a week and then they would review and suggest. So yeah, a week of taking photos of our dog's butthole, super fun.
They immediately sent us to an internal medicine specialist who did a needle bioposy and got results back faster than I'd have ever anticipated. She was in surgery the next day to have a rectal polyp removed and now we are waiting on a further biopsy of that to determine if it is malignant. She's resting and on antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, sedatives and pain meds, but seems to be doing ok.
Night before surgery with her improvised cone.
Proper Cone of Shame.
Recovery buddy.
Probably the second shittiest thing of all this, beyond our dog being unwell, is we had to send the new guy to stay with my parents for a few days while the big one rests up. He loves it up there, and they love him, but just miss him something fierce, realizing he hasn't really been away from us for more than a handful our hours since we got him.
Hope she turns out okay, they both look like beautiful doggos.
Looking at the plus side of your week long photo journal though, you'll only have to post once and you'll never get one of those stupid "Post the Xth picture in your phone!" messages on your social media of choice.
even dogs who don't love going for walks still need to go for walks, I think, for exercise and stimulating bowel movement
Berners do need at least two 20-30 minute light exercise sessions per day, but sometimes it can be hard to convince the berner of this.
(Generally once they’ve reached 18 months or so they grow out of the weird agoraphobic “I don’t wanna go anywhere you must carry me” phase and can self regulate their exercise needs pretty well, but sometimes they have some internal signaling conflicts. Uschi will bug me and bug me to go out for his 5pm perambulation no matter what, but occasionally when we get out there he’ll go ten feet then sit down and refuse to shift).
Unfortunately, here's where it gets a little less snugglehug. Spoilers for medical grossness.
Shortly after getting Brody we noticed some blood in Syd's stool. We had recently switched them to the same diet, so we thought it might be that and kept an eye on it, but it persisted. We called the vet, they said it wasn't unusual and that if it wasn't a troubling amount to just observe and call back within a week.
Well, during that time, not only did it persist but some kind of... mass... was basically protruding out of her. We freaked out, rushed her to the new vet down the street, but by the time we got there it had retracted. Vet did an inspection and said it could've just been a hemorrhoid.
This basically repeats for two weeks. Mass protrudes, we get her to the vet, it's gone. This particular vet wasn't inspiring confidence, so the next time we took her to another vet that is further away but that has been around forever and has good reviews. Same thing, retracted by the time we got there, but they said to basically keep a journal with photos for a week and then they would review and suggest. So yeah, a week of taking photos of our dog's butthole, super fun.
They immediately sent us to an internal medicine specialist who did a needle bioposy and got results back faster than I'd have ever anticipated. She was in surgery the next day to have a rectal polyp removed and now we are waiting on a further biopsy of that to determine if it is malignant. She's resting and on antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, sedatives and pain meds, but seems to be doing ok.
Night before surgery with her improvised cone.
Proper Cone of Shame.
Recovery buddy.
Probably the second shittiest thing of all this, beyond our dog being unwell, is we had to send the new guy to stay with my parents for a few days while the big one rests up. He loves it up there, and they love him, but just miss him something fierce, realizing he hasn't really been away from us for more than a handful our hours since we got him.
Hope she turns out okay, they both look like beautiful doggos.
Looking at the plus side of your week long photo journal though, you'll only have to post once and you'll never get one of those stupid "Post the Xth picture in your phone!" messages on your social media of choice.
Thanks, she seems do be doing great. Dog poop has been way too big a part of my life recently.
Yeah, to say the least. He sleeps with us - like basically on my pillow, right next to my head - and every morning it's like you'd think it's the first time he's seen us in days. I have bruises.
Photosaurus on
"If complete and utter chaos was lightning, then he'd be the sort to stand on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing wet copper armour and shouting 'All gods are bastards'."
Stanley has fully claimed this chair. I'm not sure the back cushion even functions properly anymore
Same reaction every time I see a dog do this.
I want a chair or a couch scaled up so I can do the same thing.
It just looks so comfy.
He basically just makes sure he's the most comfy at all times, nevermind what or who he's sat on. This poor couch
The one about the fucking space hairdresser and the cowboy. He's got a tinfoil pal and a pedal bin
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Hahahaha Haechi did that with our old sofa! It was his favourite spot. He used to wait for my dad to fall asleep in the corner and then sneak up to the top of the sofa and curl up and sleep on his head.
"Sandra has a good solid anti-murderer vibe. My skin felt very secure and sufficiently attached to my body when I met her. Also my organs." HAIL SATAN
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Lilah has slept on the same couch cushion for so long that it’s permanently indented
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Lewis is the exact opposite of my parent's old dog Molly, in that even saying the word "out" in casual discussion not related to dogs or exercise would cause her to go absolutely ballistic (and I mean that in the physical sense, she would spin around in circles and sprint around the house at incredible velocities) until let outside. She was also tiny and pure white and hilarious.
yeah when the family first got Mabel, who was our first Bernese ever, I was gonna teach her "mosey" for "walk" because we'd had too many dogs that got way too hyped when you said the "w" word in any context.
It quickly became apparent that this linguistic subterfuge would ... not be necessary.
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Meet Brody! Corgi/Chi/Bulldog/Border Collie mix, according to whichever genetic test thing we ran.
Hasn't had any issues getting along with his big sister Sydney. This is why we bought a big couch.
Quickly learning to share.
Best buddies.
Unfortunately, here's where it gets a little less snugglehug. Spoilers for medical grossness.
Well, during that time, not only did it persist but some kind of... mass... was basically protruding out of her. We freaked out, rushed her to the new vet down the street, but by the time we got there it had retracted. Vet did an inspection and said it could've just been a hemorrhoid.
This basically repeats for two weeks. Mass protrudes, we get her to the vet, it's gone. This particular vet wasn't inspiring confidence, so the next time we took her to another vet that is further away but that has been around forever and has good reviews. Same thing, retracted by the time we got there, but they said to basically keep a journal with photos for a week and then they would review and suggest. So yeah, a week of taking photos of our dog's butthole, super fun.
They immediately sent us to an internal medicine specialist who did a needle bioposy and got results back faster than I'd have ever anticipated. She was in surgery the next day to have a rectal polyp removed and now we are waiting on a further biopsy of that to determine if it is malignant. She's resting and on antibiotics, anti-inflammatories, sedatives and pain meds, but seems to be doing ok.
Night before surgery with her improvised cone.
Proper Cone of Shame.
Recovery buddy.
Probably the second shittiest thing of all this, beyond our dog being unwell, is we had to send the new guy to stay with my parents for a few days while the big one rests up. He loves it up there, and they love him, but just miss him something fierce, realizing he hasn't really been away from us for more than a handful our hours since we got him.
But now I’m reminded that in his youth he did things like chew a giant hole in a plaster and brick wall
So, yeah
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Now that it’s been pointed out, when you watch dogs do things in movies they really seem to have this cheeriness behind all of their actions.
Satans..... hints.....
Parker isn't equipped with a tail. He makes up for it by wagging his entire back end instead, at times. Other times it just makes his body language harder to read.
That said, we have a greyhound that does tricks, which is apparently very rare for the breed, so clearly he’s at least smarter than a bag of hammers.
He's right up there with a bag of specialty hammers. The kind that you look at and don't initially know what they do at all, but when demonstated you're all like 'hey yea that's a rad hammer'.
Look at this goddamn cop
"Sandra has a good solid anti-murderer vibe. My skin felt very secure and sufficiently attached to my body when I met her. Also my organs." HAIL SATAN
Then when I pet him 99% of the time he's like "UGH" and relocates
I guess if my dog's personality had to be summed up in one word it would be "Cat"
"Sandra has a good solid anti-murderer vibe. My skin felt very secure and sufficiently attached to my body when I met her. Also my organs." HAIL SATAN
Haechi maechi.
She returned to her bad behaviour promptly by laying in my desk chair as I was in the bathroom for a moment. This is a very power play/dominance move.
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I can vouch for St Bernards being the laziest creatures alive.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IB9lfradrJs
Same reaction every time I see a dog do this.
I want a chair or a couch scaled up so I can do the same thing.
It just looks so comfy.
Then get 2-3 beagles. Theyll eat as much as a large dog and they love couch living.
Hope she turns out okay, they both look like beautiful doggos.
Looking at the plus side of your week long photo journal though, you'll only have to post once and you'll never get one of those stupid "Post the Xth picture in your phone!" messages on your social media of choice.
same
Berners do need at least two 20-30 minute light exercise sessions per day, but sometimes it can be hard to convince the berner of this.
(Generally once they’ve reached 18 months or so they grow out of the weird agoraphobic “I don’t wanna go anywhere you must carry me” phase and can self regulate their exercise needs pretty well, but sometimes they have some internal signaling conflicts. Uschi will bug me and bug me to go out for his 5pm perambulation no matter what, but occasionally when we get out there he’ll go ten feet then sit down and refuse to shift).
Most large dog breeds once they get a few years on them get that way. If you actually want to get one might want to look at adopting an older dog.
Borzois mostly fit that description. If you want a smaller and easier to groom potato, pits start slowing down after they're 3 or 4.
huskies will literally eat your walls from inside out if you don't exercise them enough
and then when you try to take them out they will throw a temper tantrum
Thanks, she seems do be doing great. Dog poop has been way too big a part of my life recently.
Yeah, to say the least. He sleeps with us - like basically on my pillow, right next to my head - and every morning it's like you'd think it's the first time he's seen us in days. I have bruises.
He basically just makes sure he's the most comfy at all times, nevermind what or who he's sat on. This poor couch
"Sandra has a good solid anti-murderer vibe. My skin felt very secure and sufficiently attached to my body when I met her. Also my organs." HAIL SATAN
this is literally the video that convinced me to get a greyhound
look at that go-getting attitude
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MqFmEyvEJLU
It quickly became apparent that this linguistic subterfuge would ... not be necessary.