Showing posts with label Dr. Connors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dr. Connors. Show all posts

September 4, 2018

Tuesdays With Tag - Rainy Days & Tuesdays...

Brynwood's Taggart (On Break)

Hi, Everybody!

Mom and Dad have been cannin', and Bella wants to hang out with them, so if anyone is lookin' for me, I'll be sacked out on the sofa. Seriously! I'm catchin' up on my beauty rest...pillow and all.
 
Wisconsin Stormy Sunset © 2018 DLiljegren

Well, except if Mom and Dad are goin' for ice cream at our local drive-in. Then, Boo and I are all in! Rain or shine, we'll run outside, jump in the truck, and wait our turn for a stray french fry, or even a little lick of ice cream!

Mom took this picture on the way to town over the weekend. There was a nice break in the clouds right before sunset. Then, it rained. We've been gettin' lots of much needed rain at the farm, so we're mostly hangin' out in the house, with the occasional "you-know-what" outside trips.

Today, I'm headin' to the vet to get my teeth cleaned by Dr. Connors, along with a couple of "due for" vaccinations. Mom got up at 6 am so I'd be there on time. I'm thinkin' I'm gonna be sleepy when I get back home, so I'm glad I got this written before I had to leave for the vet's office. 

Keep your paws crossed that everythin' goes okay, please. Mom gets nervous whenever I have to take a nap durin' a procedure.

via Web

Here's a cute cartoon to close out my post this week. I'm the "He's so cute!!" part in that picture! But, I've pretty much heard 'em all. (Yeah. Dad always says somethin' about my ears, too.) 

I'm headin' to the vet's now. Next time I see you, I'll again be sportin' my post-cleanin', pearly whites!
 
I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...  
"Chase A Dream - Or A Squirrel".
 

July 10, 2018

Tuesdays With Tag - Not Again...

"Oh, Farm Boy!"

 Hi, Everybody!

Well, this week I've got good news and bad news. What do you wanna hear first?
Bad news? Nope. I'll tell you the good news, and then I'll tell you the bad stuff.

"Keepin' Me Legal"

I went back to my doctor last week, but this time it was for my annual checkup, along with a couple other things. She "checked under my hood" (which I kinda like, actually), and then she gave me my three-year rabies shot. I was a champ. She gave me a nice treat after my shot, so I was just fine.

The bad reason I was there (No, it's not what you might be thinkin'!) is because I've been limpin', and my back leg makes me yip every once in a while. Mom was worried about me, so she asked the doctor to figure out why.

She took me for a little look-see, and when she came back, she told Mom I had a luxatin' patella. That means the kneecap on my left rear slides and grinds all around, slippin' out of position...which it's not supposed to do.

"Not Again!"

Soooooo, I'm back on restricted activity. No chasin' The Black Dog or squirrels. No runnin' up and down the stairs. No activity that could bother my knee at all. She has to make me rest as much as possible. 
 
The doctor will see me again in two weeks. I'm takin' medicine (Mom thinks it's a steroid. Golly. I hope I don't get "roid rage"! That's all I need!), to help ease my discomfort. It will taper off over the next two weeks.
 
We also need to keep track of how long it is between now and this happenin' again. She said I might even need to have surgery! Mom said Boo and I have our own health insurance, so that's not a worry. We'll do whatever we have to to make me better, but we're hopin' it isn't the surgery option. That would be more than a little inconvenient. You always have to worry about us furry critters goin' under anesthetic. We avoid that whenever we can.
 
I'm gonna behave as much as I can...and Mom will be the enforcer, just in case. She's even carryin' me up and down the stairs right now, which I kinda like! We'll show the doctor what we Liljegrens are made of! 
 
Don't worry about me. I'll be fine, but if you could time to say a little prayer for me, we would sure appreciate it. Mom and I thank you in advance. I gotta heal up good, 'cuz, in case you didn't know...Corgis love to run and romp. I wanna get back to it soon!
 
I'll see you again in seven. 'til then...  
"Chase A Dream - Or A Squirrel".