When I Needed to go to the Veterinarian!

By Mandie:

About a month ago, I was acting very strange. I couldn't rest and I was pacing back and forth and panting.  At bedtime I was particularly troubled. I couldn't get comfortable. I didn't like my crate anymore. And believe me. My crate had been one of my favorite places. When it was time to go in my crate I would cry and carry on. If I got out. I wouldn't rest and I would pace back and forth trying to get out of our bedroom. Scratching at the door. I was just trying to get out. I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't lay down. I even tried to jump out the window. Thankfully it has been hateful cold winter and the windows weren't open. I hesitate to think of what would have happened if the windows had been open.  This went on for a couple days.

In the process I started panting and shivering. My tongue and gums would turn light gray when this happened. My people knew this wasn't normal and took me to the emergency veterinarian. The emergency veterinarian thought that it was either cancer or congestive heart failure. They took a X-Ray and it confirmed one or the other. Then I got a shot of Lasix and they waited an hour. Took two more X-Rays and it was confirmed that I had congestive heart failure.

My people brought me in early and they were able to treat it quickly. I didn't have to stay in the hospital.

The moral of the story is this. We animals cannot speak. If we start to act strange in any manner. Please make an appointment with our doctor. It just might save our life.

Don't let the innocent face fool you. I am dreaming of jumping up on the Dining Room table

Punxsutawney Phil

          Could someone please introduce us to Punxsutawney Phil? We're all dressed and ready to go and meet him. We promise that it was a joke when we said that if we ever found him. That we would eat him. Well Mandie is a Rat Terrier, and he is a rat. Mandie can get a little crazy when she sees a rat. She can't be held responsible for her actions. 

          The ground and air are so cold. We can't stay out too long. And we are silly little doggies that refuse to wear booties. So we have to blame someone.

          Mommy thinks she is going to take us out in the falling snow. She had better think again!

Remembering Rosie

         

      Rosie was my little sister. She came to live in the house about six months after I did. Today would be her tenth birthday if she had lived. I would steal she would willingly share her food with me. I miss my little sister Rosie, because Olivia won't let me steal share her food.  Rosie was sickly and she didn't like to play, much. Olivia is still a puppy and likes to play a lot. Sometimes I wish she didn't want to play so much.  I am after all an old girl and don't have the energy that I used to have.

 

 

 

   

          Since I am a Japanese Chin and I look a little like Rosie. Sometimes I get called Rosie and not Olivia. It used to irritate me. Until I realize how much my people loved her. I never got to meet Rosie. I came to live with my people after she died. If she had lived my people would have never rescued me. So in a way I am grateful to her. Sometimes I hear my people say. "I miss Rosie" She must have been a really special girl.

 



Our Favorite Places; The Second Edition

       My favorite place is the register on a cold day. When the heat is pouring out.

       I also like the people chair. It smells like my humans and is a comfortable place to take a nap.

        My favorite place is on this blanket. Well any blanket really. My mom made this one and my humans use it. So it is saturated with their smell.

       I also like to watch Downton Abby with my humans. Isis is my favorite character. She makes the show. I think she should get an Oscar for her beautiful performance! What mom? She can't get an Oscar? Why? Because Downton Abby is a TV show and not a movie? Well we have to fix this. Where do I lodge a formal complaint? Pulls out pen and paper.

     Our favorite place isn't waiting for dinner. Seriously mom what is taking so long? Really now? How long does it take to scoop kibble out of a box? Come on we are hungry and waiting, taps paw. Then our food bowls become our favorite place.

        Our truly favorite place is with our pack, our humans. They love us and we love them.

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Hello! We Are Pleased to Meet You!

   Even though we are just dogs. We thought it would be fun to write our own blog. We wanted to write on the joys (and trials) of being a rescued dogs.

  Being that we are dogs. We really cannot read or write. We are thankful to our mommy. I mean our secretary. She is fantastic at taking down our thoughts and writing them out. We decided to call it 'The Mandie and Olivia Show', I just don't know about the 'show' part. It is not really a 'show' but then again maybe? Oh! I don't know. We will just stick with show. Since our mommy  secretary doesn't know how to edit the title.

      My name is Mandie. I am a Rat Terrier. Don't you dare call me a Jack Russell. I am not a Jack Russell. They have stumpy little legs. I I have long and graceful legs. I am ten years and six months old. At least that is how old we think I am. We are not really sure.

      My mom and I met after her first dog Aki died. She walked into the Animal Control Center and I was howling, yapping and crying up a storm. The reason I was crying was because I didn't want to be in that run. I had been roaming the streets as a stray. I was a free spirit. My life before that moment is quite sketchy. When I saw mommy. I quit my howling. I knew from that moment on, she was my human. And she knew I was her dog. We were meant to be together.

     My favorite activities are sitting on the register when the heat is on. I get cold very easily. The people at the shelter thought I was part Chihuahua. I was shivering with cold even though it was June. My favorite things to eat are whatever food mom feeds me. I enjoy jumping up on the dining room table and eating whatever I can find. I scrounge around on the ground outside and eat the delicious morsels. I also know that if mom yells at me to stop eating it. It must be something good. So I keep eating. I like to exercise by jumping up onto any flat surface. I also enjoy napping. 

     I am Olivia. I am a Japanese Chin. Maybe a Japanese Chin mix? I turn three in April or June. We don't know exactly when. Mommy and Grandma found me on the Petfinder website. I am afraid of everything and everybody. I am also curious. I will run backward. Trying to get away, but trying to size you up at the same time. 

     My family has a special place in their hearts for the Japanese Chin breed. My mom had a little boy dog named Aki that died. He didn't live long. He had a genetic brain disease that took his life before his second birthday.

     My Grandma had a sweet Japanese Chin named Rosie. She was sickly and after she died. Grandma was so heartbroken, but hoped to find another Japanese Chin. One day Mom had just had this idea to look at Petfinder. There I was! So they sent in an application to the rescue and within the week. They were driving up North to pick me up. I have been told that when Grandma and Mommy went to pick me up. They were going to look me over and possibly not take me. They loved Rosie and Aki, but it broke their heart when they died. They didn't want to get another sickly dog. When they got to the meeting place. I jumped into Grandmas arms and her heart. Remember I am afraid of everyone. I usually don't respond that way to anyone. I looked so fragile and sickly. They knew I had to come home with them. That was a little over two years ago.

    Rosie was such a sweet and demure little dog. And so gentle and polite. I was supposed to be Grandma's new little Rosie. Boy was I a shock. As soon as I got well Grandma found out that I am a little spit fire. I am not like Rosie, but my family loves me. And I love them, too. Yesterday I finally curled up next to Grandma on the couch. Rosie did that all the time. It was a first for me. I'm not cuddly., but I liked it, a lot. Don't judge me. 

   My favorite activities are picking on my big sister Mandie. Stealing her food and treats. I enjoy sleeping in the sun and being cute. Barking at dogs and other animals on  TV. Barking at the dogs outside. Pretending that I am a big bad doggy. I like to beg for food. I am so cute that I can usually get anything from my Grandpa. My favorite things to eat is the Turkey and Pea stew that my mommy gives us in the morning. And the dry food at night. I also like to scrounge on the ground outside My mom yells at me whenever I eat food off of the ground, but I love it. My mom is so grossed out by this, but I like to eat what Mandie has already eaten. Wink, wink, LOL!

      Now here are the trials of being a rescue dog, sigh. It can't all be gravy. Things that we both hate are snow and rain. We cry and try to stay on the porch when it is raining. We don't like cold weather. We also hate having to put our coats on before we go outside. Even if they do keep us warm and dry. Mandie and I will run around the house for at least ten minutes before we come to get our coats on.  We also hate having to wait for breakfast and dinner. Why does it take so long to open up those cans?  We also hate going to the veterinarian to get our vaccines. I (Olivia) hate car trips. Mandie loves car trips. I don't know what she sees in them.

      We are two rescue dogs that needed a home. And our humans needed dogs. And we love each other. Even though our humans get on our nerves when they do mean things that we listed above. The veterinarian is bad enough but putting our coats on and taking us out in the rain and snow. That has to be the worst. Why do humans make it rain and snow? And have the nerve to make us wait for food. We love our humans and I know that our humans love us.

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