Tuesdays With Tag - Update...

Artwork by Mary Sparrow - Herdin' Corgi

 Hi, Everybody!
I thought you might like a health update today, as I saw the vet again yesterday. 

If you've been followin' me on Mom's Facebook page, I've been havin' a few little issues that concerned Mom, so she figured she'd better get me to a professional. I'm sharin' this picture, because the vet tech decided she needed to take my temperature while I was there. Good times. Not!

After a checkup and some bloodwork analysis, the vet said he thinks I might be havin' intermittent, little seizures. Mom's supposed to journal any new occurrences, and she'll be keepin' in touch with the vet. I haven't had any more episodes since last week, so that's a good thing.

I have a kitty update for you, too...

Remember the cats that Mom took to Critter Junction in Fond du Lac? I'm talkin' about Crystal and her six babies, and Mrs. Katz...the sweetest cat in the whole, wide world, and Claudette's four kittens. Mom got a text from the lady at the shelter to let us know how they're all doin'.

Mrs. Katz was adopted by a couple yesterday who will shower her with love and affection for the rest of her life. Crystal and her babies have all gone to new homes. Two of Claudette's boys found homes already, but two of her boys are still at the shelter.

Renee said that she'll be really sad when those two boys leave. Apparently, they're really sweet, and they're "training" cats. When unsocialized kittens come in to the shelter, it's the job of the two little kittens to acclimate them to kennel life, and get them socialized. It's important work.

Mom and I were really happy to hear all about all our cats and kittens. She hasn't said anythin' about them lately, but I could tell they were all weighin' heavy on her mind. She's so happy to know that all those beautiful cats and kittens have found their forever homes. We're glad they're happy and loved. They deserve it. We can sleep better at night now.

 I'll see you again in seven. 'til then..."Corgi On, Corgi Strong!"

Tuesdays With Tag - I've Got A Little Hitch In My Giddyup...

Brynwood Needleworks - A Little Under The Weather

  Hi, Everybody! 

I'm comin' to you from my own little corner today...from my own little bed.  Seems I did somethin' to my right back leg over the weekend. I'm havin' to walk with that leg in the air right now. 

 

Don't feel too sorry for me. I can still run like the wind if I wanna chase Carly in the house, but I'm doin' it on three legs instead of four. Mom and Dad are makin' sure I only go outside on a leash, and when I do try to chase one of the girls in the house, I get reprimanded. I'm not allowed to chase the cat either. I'm seriously not havin' much fun right now.

Mom called Dr. John's office yesterday, and I have an appointment to see him tomorrow. I'll probably get meds and orders for bed rest, so I'm gettin' an early start. Mom said we match. Both of us are limpin' on our right wheel. I wonder if Mom can use some of the medicine I'll probably get? Nah. I don't think so either.

I'll let you know what's what next week. I guess I better get back in my bed before Mom puts me in my kennel instead. I've gotta take it easy at least until I see the doc. Don't get me wrong. I like my kennel, but sleepin' in my livin' room bed is even better. Laters...

 I'll see you again in seven. 'til then..."Corgi On, Corgi Strong!"

Tuesdays With Tag - Anticipation...

Brynwood Needleworks - Taggart

Hi, Everybody!

 

I woke up Monday mornin' thinkin' that this week was gonna be awesome. You know, filled with chasin' the cat; barkin' my fool head off at the wind or any other minute noise; and other stuff like that. Instead, I find out I have an appointment.

 

Compassionate Care Animal Clinic - Elkhart Lake, WI

 

I don't even know why she told me. It just means I have to worry about it until it's over. Nooooo. I have to go to the vet for my annual checkup. Great.

Compassionate Care Animal Clinic - Dr. Prellwitz & Winnie

On a good note, I'll get to see Dr. John. I really like him - even though I'm used to Dr. Stephanie and the ladies at Animal Medical Clinic in Florida. He takes really good care of me (and Bella and Carly, too!).

 

What's botherin' me is I know I'm gonna get at least one shot. Mom got a reminder sayin' I'm due for my rabies shot, and of course, she had to tell me. So, now I get to think about that until after I get it. I just hope there's a treat in it for me when it's all over. Yeah. I can't wait until it's all over.

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then..."Corgi On, Corgi Strong!"

Tuesdays With Tag - Not My Eyeballs!...

Brynwood Needleworks - Not My Way To Spend The Night

Hi, Everybody!

So, I know you're wonderin' just what happened to me last week. Mom promised me she'd let me tell you about it today, so here goes.

My Thursday started out normal, like any other day. Mom, Boo and I got up, Mom let me out for my mornin' constitutional, and then we came back in for breakfast. I had my usual Fromm™ Chicken ala Veg with a little pumpkin mixed in, and then topped with water. I love it like that!

About an hour later, I started barfin'. I managed to miss the rug the first time, but there was a bunch of food in it. Mom (bless her heart) didn't holler at me. She got down on her hands in knees in front of me and cleaned it all up.

I repeated that about five more times durin' the course of the day, and Mom decided she'd better call the vet and get me in before they closed for the holiday. My vet got me in and checked to make sure there wasn't somethin' drastic goin' on. Xrays confirmed that there were no blockages, and the doc decided to give me fluids. Seems I was a little dehydrated from all that ralphin'. Then, he gave me a shot so I wouldn't be pukey any more. We got back home around 5 pm.

All seemed okay, until Mom was back cookin' in the kitchen. She was makin' a cheesecake for Miss Shelly and Mr. Andy for Thanksgivin'. She said somethin' to me, and noticed that one of my eyes was bulgin'. She took this picture and sent it to Dad. Before you knew it, both my eyes were bulgin'. Mom decided I needed to get to the emergency vet, so she called the closest one and we were on our way at about 8:30 at night!

Brynwood Needleworks - Lakeshore ER Vet Clinic

We got to the vet's at about 9:30 pm and they wouldn't even let Mom come in the office! She had to hand me over to some strangers to help me. She didn't go far. She sat in the parkin' lot the whole time. Boo kept her company.

The vet called her cell phone at 11:30 pm to tell her that she wanted to check my eyes for weird pressures or some other stuff, so Mom said okay. It took another couple hours before they called Mom again and said I could go home.

They think it was an allergic reaction, and it affected the clear part of my eyes and eyelids. They just swelled right up. They sent me home with eye drops, prednisone, and told Mom I should take a cat repellent (anti-hisssss-tamine) until the swellin' went down. We got home after 1:30 on Thanksgivin' mornin'.

Brynwood Needleworks - Ouch. My Eye, Mom!

Mom's makin' sure I get my medicines now, and my eyes are lookin' much better. I'm bein' a good patient, and takin' it kind of easy right now. 

Dad got home on Sunday, and we were really excited to see him. Now, he's here cuddlin' on me, too. I'm sure I'll heal up just fine with all this good attention. We'll just have to make sure I don't get a jab of that stuff again! I mean, seriously, I don't want to look like a Boston terrier. It's not my best look.

So, there you have it. A little more excitement than I bargained for the day before Thanksgivin'. And at the end of the day, we're not even sure what got me pukin' to begin with. Musta been somethin' I ate. sigh

 

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...

"Just Do It...but not on the rug."

 

Tuesdays With Tag - Caught Me By Surprise...

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag

 

Hi, Everybody!

 

I've gotta admit, yesterday took me by surprise. Mom said, "Ride!" to Boo and me, and we ran to the garage! We were in the car for about a half hour, and then Mom pulled into a parkin' lot. The Black Dog and I knew right away where we were...

Brynwood Needleworks - Our Vet's Office

 

Dang! Mom took the two of us to the vet's office. Once we were in our exam room, she explained it was time for my annual checkup, and Bella's vaccinations. Mom was a little worried about me because I yelped a couple days ago when she patted my back end, so that was on the list, too.

 

Brynwood Needleworks - Danger! Danger!

 

While we were waitin', I looked up at the counter and saw this thing. It is not my friend, so I hoped it wasn't for me. It turns out, they didn't use it, but I got somethin' even more humiliatin'. 

 

Dr. John checked my back end, and found another issue to deal with. Mom said it had somethin' to do with my "annual glands". It involved the vet squeezin' somethin' on my butt...and I wasn't amused even. one. bit. I do have to admit, though, I felt better after he was done. We got our shots, I got my toenails cut, and that other stuff, and then we went home with Mom. We're good for another year. Whew!

 

Brynwood Needleworks - Carly At The Ranch

Meanwhile, that little punk was runnin' and fetchin' in Florida. She's havin' the time of her life. She doesn't have to tell us. Her mom and I have both been there. It's a vacation of the best kind. Good for her! snort

 

I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...

"Just Do It...but not on the rug."

 

Tuesdays With Tag - I Was Duped!...

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag At The Vet's Office

 

Hi, Everybody!

This isn't gonna be a long post today. I don't have much to say.

 

"Come on, Tag", she said. "It will be fun, sweetie", she said.

 

Stoopid me. A car ride? Sure, why not?

 

Well, I'll tell ya why not. VETERINARIAN! That's why not!

 

Sure, the girls think I'm cute. The vet (a nice man, by the way) thinks I'm a smart guy (he's right), but when you get right down to brass tacks, what the actual heck?! I get weighed (you ladies can relate, right? I know Mom can!), poked, prodded, toenails practically cut off my feet!!!, and the ultimate insult...SHOTS!

Frankly, I never turn down treats, but if they think they can bribe me with anything less than a steak dinner, they've got another think comin'! I took my snack, waited for Mom to pay the lady, and I was on my way outa there!

Bella had a vet appointment, too. No shots or meds for her, as she might be "pupulated", but she got plenty of attention, and her vet (Dr. Whitfill) gives her Cheetos™! Cheetos, I tell ya! Where can a guy complain?

I'm up to date for another year (or so), but I've got some meds to take, and otherwise I'm a picture of good health. (Well, I mean...I oughta be!) Mom said I need to lose two pounds to get back to my fightin' weight. I can do that. Hey! Has anybody seen my treat jar? I gotta go...

 

 I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...

"Live Like Someone Left The Gate Open".

 

Tuesdays With Tag - She Gave Me No Choice...

Brynwood Needleworks - Tag @ The Vet

 Hi, Everybody!

Well, I'd like to say that last week was a peaches and cream, but I'd be lyin' for sure. Not too long ago, I ran out a patio door at Mom's sister's house, and didn't realize there was a step. I fell on my face, came up yippin', and felt somethin' give in my shoulder.

I held up my paw - and I'm not gonna say I was cryin', 'cuz that's for sissies - but I was a little vocal because of the discomfort. Mom came runnin' out, scooped me up, and rubbed on the leg I was holdin' up, hopin' to make it feel better. I quickly sucked it up and ran around with the resident dog, Summer, but I was feelin' it the next day.

Needless to say, since then, if I run too hard with the Black Dog, I aggravate whatever I did to my leg. Last week, it was especially bad, so Dad called the vet he's takin' Boo to now, and made an appointment for me to go in for a checkup.

The place they took me to is called Compassionate Care Veterinary Clinic in Elkhart Lake, WI, not really too far from home. I was happy to see girls at the front desk when I walked in! If there are girls, I'm all in. wink

Brynwood Needleworks - I'm Waitin' Comfortably

Mom and I were escorted into an exam room, and I was placed on the nice, rubber mat on the counter. I was content to hang out here until my new doctor, Dr. Prellwitz, came into the room. There would have been pictures of us, except that Mom was lyin' down on the job and didn't take any. You'd think she'd know by now. sheesh

Well, I really like this vet. Of course, he's not Dr. Stephanie, but she's 1500 miles away, and a little inconvenient for stuff like this. Dr. P is friendly and attentive. He got right to it, and did some creative manipulatin' and proddin', and knew he was right when I yipped. Man! He could have just asked, and I would have been happy to tell him where it hurt. He diagnosed me with a pulled tendon in my right leg and over my shoulder.

He and Mom talked about a course of treatment involvin' rest and medicine. That means I can't chase around in the yard for at least two weeks. Seriously? How am I supposed to do that? Mom is gonna have to keep me on a leash, I guess.

Then, Dr. Prellwitz checked a goopy eye that's been botherin' me. He said there were no foreign objects, and I probably just have a little infection, so I got an eye gel medicine, too. That's real fun. It's easy to put in and I'm a great patient for that process, but everythin' is blurry for a while after Mom puts it in my eye. Blinkin' doesn't help much either.

Brynwood Needleworks - Who's Behind That Door?

He left us alone in the exam room and said he'd be back with the medicines, so I just waited like a good boy. I could hear lots of voices on the other side of the door, so I was a little curious about that.

Brynwood Needleworks - What's That Stuff?

When the door opened, it wasn't Dr. Prellwitz. It was his sweet assistant, Miss Alisa. She's really nice, and was ever so gentle with me. She even used to have Corgis! 

She showed me the gel medicine, and then put some in my eye. I was a good boy for her, and I was rewarded with a little treat. I showed her how I give a paw, too.

So, we left with some medicine for my leg to help any swellin' go down. I was thankin' my lucky stars that I don't need crutches! Can you even imagine? hee hee

Mom's had me on this regimen all weekend: no runnin', medicines once a day, outside on a leash, and if I get too rowdy in the house - kennel confinement. That's not punishment, though, 'cuz I like my little bachelor pad. It's workin' out pretty well. I'll be fit as a fiddle in no time.

So, there you have it. My week in a nutshell. Nothin' to worry about. I'll be fine, but if you wanna feel sorry for me and send treats, I won't turn 'em down, you know. I've gotta run go. Sittin' around is hard work.

 

I'll see you again in seven, 'til then...

"Live Like Someone Left The Gate Open".