Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Lucky's big adventure

This was Lucky's stomach after she got into the dog food bin and ate her body weight in chow.

This was her stomach later that night, after the nice vet at the all-night emergency clinic induced vomiting and Lucky threw up a mountain of said chow.

Lesson learned? We certainly hope so.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

What the heart wants.

Under strict warning from the vet to limit Durango's activity and NO wild rabbit chasing, we headed up to the mesa to deal with our new way of life. Mr Sage and I fussed and worried, (Is he warm enough? Is he cool enough? How do his back legs look? Did Lucky steal his rawhide?), and Durango had the time of his life. 
He adapted to the short on-leash walks about the mesa with no problem at all. He laid on a soft blanket and chewed rawhides. He smiled and enjoyed begging at every picnic.
All in all, Durango fared much better that we could have hoped for. He even managed to wring every last scrap of sympathy from us during his short, on-leash hikes....not that we minded spoiling him every minute. 

He's quite a guy, our big, black, Durangobear.

Durango has accepted his limitations with such.....dignity and.....grace. He struggles but never complains. He seems happy, content.

We hold our breath, waiting, wondering when change will come and what it will bring.

But for today, the Sage clan gives you....the mesa.

 The perfect spot for a picnic.

 Rawhide time.

 Durango and Pinto help with metal detecting.

 Favorite place number 2.

Lots of petroglyphs.
 Part of an exposed prehistoric wall. Always an exciting find!
 These are tool-sharpening marks made when the ancient souls created petroglyphs.

 Lost on the mesa....spring 2014. Found....two weeks ago!

Friday, February 10, 2017

arthritis, antlers, and termites. oh my!

Oh, Durango. Our black bear has quite a case of arthritis in his back legs/hind end and it seems there's nothing we can do to slow it down.
We bought him a fancy memory foam bed. I make him bone broth. He's on Cosequin and Rimadyl and he gets a shot of Adequan every 21 days.

But nothing helps him get better.

He stays the same, unless we reduce the Rimadyl. It was initially prescribed to be given "as needed" but the "as needed" days are becoming more frequent. We did go from two 75 mg pills a day to one pill a day but if I try to skip a day the pain comes raging back and it's all he can do to get through the day.

We see the vet again in early March and I guess we'll see if he gives us the go ahead to continue with the daily dose. (The potential side effects of the Rimadyl scare me to death but Durango has blood tests to monitor his progress and since he is nearly 12 1/2 years old I figure the pain relief outweighs the possible side effects?)

Has anyone else gone through this? What have you done for your arthritic senior dog?

Meanwhile, in the back yard, I've taken antlers from the shed pile and strategically placed them over Lucky's racetrack she's pounded into the ground. While the antlers do look as though alien creatures have taken over the yard, they've also slowed down the destruction wrought by our energetic pup.

And lastly, while repairing what we thought was water damage to a corner of the house, Mr Sage discovered evidence of...................termites! In a fit of panic, we had a professional inspection, thorough extermination, and repair of the damaged area is now underway.

We're now snug as bugs ourselves, knowing our home is safe from those wretched insects.

2017 has indeed come in with a bang.....and we're doing our best to hang in there.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

rainy day


My favorite kind of day.

A pot of chili on the stove. Downton Abbey marathon on tv. Dogs to curl up with. (Well, the dogs will eventually take over the couch but that's another story.)