You are looking at quite possibly, the world’s most spoiled Basset Hound.
At the end of December she scared the hell out of me when she got sick. When Sweety took her to the vet he mentioned some other behaviors she’d been exhibiting and the vet told him that she was just getting old and things like that were going to start happening and we would have to be ready to do what we needed to when the time came.
Well, I’m not ready for death time yet and I’ve gone to extreme measures to make sure she eats.
For a few months, she would happily suck down her dry dog food if it was mixed with wet dog food. Then she quit eating it. I knew that she would starve if I tried the “you’ll eat when you’re good and hungry” strategy so I started mixing her food with potted meat. You know, that canned shit that is sold in grocery stores. Grocery stores for people. Do you know what kind of look you get if you go into Wallyworld at 9 o’clock on a Friday night and buy 30 cans of potted meat? A weird one.
We rocked along on the Potted Meat/Dog Food So Nutritious I Could Eat It Diet for awhile. Then she flat quit eating it. (I don’t blame her. That potted meat is fucking gross.) So I moved on to canned tuna because I happened to have a ton of it that I’d bought on sale but when I found some tiny bones while eating it I couldn’t eat it any more. And that worked for awhile.
Guess what I’m doing now? Cooking for her.
One big pot of people food does her for about a week and then she’s ready for something new. (Conveniently, one big pot of food happens to last her a week.) We’ve done beans & rice, canned veggies (she wasn’t crazy about those so we won’t do them again), spaghetti and starting tomorrow it’s macaroni & cheese. Then I’ll start the rotation over with beans & rice because I have a big box of it in the pantry. The week after it’s Cheeseburger Hamburger Helper (minus the meat and milk).
I’d like to point out so Sweety doesn’t kill me that all of the foods I’ve been giving her are things that were on a giant sale. So basically she’s going to nosh on whatever is the special of the week. I can’t believe that I actually scour the grocery store shelves, looking for shit on sale that would be sticky enough to mix with dog food because if it’s not sticky she will just pick out the human food and leave the dog food behind.
Why do I have a feeling that I’ve been manipulated by Stinky Dog?
And Oliver….sweet…perfect…Oliver…
See that? That thing on the floor in front of Oliver’s back feet? That would be weenie sheath. Weenie sheath that touches my floor every time he stands still.
I’d like to get a bandage to wrap around his middle to keep it off the ground. I wonder if I could use some kind of strong tape to yank the skin on his middle up and that would lift it off the floor? Like a facelift but for his abdomen…
I don’t like seeing it touch the floor. Luckily, he does not have any little public hairs sprouting out of the top of it or I would pluck them to try and keep the area more sanitary. Don’t ask me how I happen to know that he’s hairless down there. Ahem.
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You are far better to your animals than I am to mine. Not that I am bad to my animals!!! ;)
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Chickie said:
May 12th, 2010 at 9:14 pm
But you have funner things to be good to! Rowan…I’d be at least 10 times more spoily with Rowan than with Tiny Dog.
Sweety gave me quite a look when I told him the giant pot of mac & cheese was for Stinky. Heh, I was cooking it after we’d all eaten supper and I think he thought I was getting ready to gorge out on it myself.
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May 12th, 2010 8:48 pm
I did the same thing with Samson when he was at the end of his life. Heck, I used to grind up child Tylenol and mix it with wet food, just to try and make him feel better.
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Chickie said:
May 12th, 2010 at 10:34 pm
Both of the girls get allergy meds. Stinky can take Benadryll pills in cheese and Tiny gets the liquid kind in a dropper.
Since they’re such good pets and can’t do that kind of thing, well, it’s only fair that we do it.
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May 12th, 2010 9:57 pm
Been there, done that, would do it all over again to keep my pets happy and healthy.
Rock on!
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Chickie said:
May 12th, 2010 at 11:34 pm
Her tail wags make it worthwhile. :)
Part of me really wants to find out how much it would cost to freeze dry her.
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May 12th, 2010 11:03 pm
How old is stinky dog? She’s small a dogs go so I would expect for her to live a long time.
BTW: Does it matter if Oliver’s weenie is sanitary since he doesn’t use it anymore? He’d probably take better care of it if he was chasing female dogs around all of the time. I doubt he’s going to giving any dogs a UTI.
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Chickie said:
May 15th, 2010 at 7:12 pm
We think Stinky’s at least 13. That’s pretty much at death’s door for a Basset Hound. But I think love, home-cooking and vitamins will help her live forever.
I’m not worried that the dogs will catch anything from Oliver’s weenie – it just grosses me out that my feet are walking where it was potentially resting.
Though, if I had to pick, I’d walk all day long through his dry weenie-tracks than step in Stinky Dog slobber.
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May 13th, 2010 7:43 am
You are a Princes of a Person, my dear. I LOVE how you LOVE your diggies. Dear Stinky….she deserves to be around as long as possible, and there you are–making it possible! You Are WONDERFUL!
I couldn’t see a damn thing in that picture…No Oliver, no Weenie, but I take your word for it….lol!
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Chickie said:
May 15th, 2010 at 7:13 pm
Trust me, there was dog penis sack skin on the floor!
The doggies are an interesting crew but we all fit in with one another so well.
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May 13th, 2010 5:18 pm
Wheatie took a turn for the worse about a week ago. She was barely walking at all, and I “knew” that we were going to have to put her down.
On a whim, Chachi gave her one of his muscle relaxers. He justified this by saying that “worst case scenario, we’d be exactly where we thought we were” by having to put her down.
That night, she laid down, snored for 13 hours, woke up and was a little stronger. Within three days, she was bouncing through the house like she was 6 again. (for the record, she’s at LEAST fifteen.)
Good luck with Stinky. I highly recommend overcooking rice in chicken broth/bullion cubes, oatmeal, and grits for other sticky options.
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Chickie said:
May 15th, 2010 at 7:15 pm
Oh, wow. I’m glad that worked for Wheatie!
Cooking the stuff in broth? I will have to try that for her.
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May 13th, 2010 8:53 pm
My grandmother cooked her dog, Lucky, human dinners his whole life. She served the dog first. Lucky never ate dog food. Ever. Ma talked about that dog till the end of her days. Every dog after that was named Lucky, but I know he was never “replaced”.
I dread Chango getting old. and he’s not even two…
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Chickie said:
May 15th, 2010 at 7:16 pm
I think that Tiny Dog won’t ever die. She’ll just go on vacation and sleep all the time like her friend Chi Chi 2.0.
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May 14th, 2010 1:08 am
I love what you are doing for her. You’re a good mom.
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Chickie said:
May 15th, 2010 at 7:16 pm
Thank you. She deserves it. :)
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May 15th, 2010 1:38 am
You are a good momie to your dogs, My mother use to cook for her cat that was 19 years old. You are making Stinky’s life so much better because of your love for him and your other dogs.
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Chickie said:
May 19th, 2010 at 7:50 pm
Okay, I guess lots of people cook for their animals. I don’t feel like this is a weird thing anymore. :)
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May 17th, 2010 10:22 am
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