The ostensible DNC "convention," now blighting my TV set, is so boring and so predictable and so poorly done and so . . . well, I just hope the GOP learns not do it this way. As, of course, I have pointed out before, this "convention" is just a PG-13 cover for the real DNC convention taking place on our city streets. I can barely watch and listen to even the "keynote" speakers. Ugh . . . .
Adding to my inability to pay serious attention to this silly telethon has been having to take my beloved dog Txiki in for surgery--a double TPLO. Poor guy. He's been in the hospital a couple of days, and now has a slight fever which might delay his return.
Here he is doing what he does best, spying on the neighbors. This is a picture from our California days.
The other two members of his pack were quite upset and accusatory when I took Txiki away and came back without him. Here they are as I came into the house without Txiki. I tried to explain, but they weren't having it.
Anyhow, I hope to get Txiki back today so I can concentrate on what the thugs of the DNC are doing.
UPDATE: Txiki is home. He looks miserable. He's not eating, but he is drinking water. He is very ashamed of his shaved legs, and, of course, of the plastic Cone of Shame. I fear his revenge.
Surgery is only the beginning. The rehabilitation is the long road ahead for your family.
ReplyDeleteYep. We just picked him up. Some three months of rehab.
DeleteI take it from your second photo that you are not planning to go upstairs.
ReplyDeleteNot until I return with the hostage.
DeleteHoping your furry buddy gets home soon
ReplyDeleteBest wishes to Txiki (how the heck does one pronounce that name?). They're all good looking animals
ReplyDeleteThanks. It's pronounced Cheeky; means little one in Basque.
DeleteBest wishes to Txiki (how the heck does one pronounce that name?). They're all good looking animals
ReplyDeleteDamn, hope it works out for the big guy!
ReplyDeleteDip, I trust your explanation was acceptable to the boys?
ReplyDeleteMy Wolf Chow, Sophie, had a single TPLO almost 6 years ago. I believe what got her was standing against the back yard fence and running sideways after squirrels -- something she hasn't done since.
ReplyDeleteShe came through it fine, apart from the almost 4 months of crate confinement the surgeon ordered.
Finally got her out to the back yard on Christmas Day and took her off the lead. Took her a moment to realize she wasn't on a lead anymore, at which point she RAN around the yard (it's a 1/4 acre, so she has plenty of room). Got it on video, too!
Joel of Joel's Gulch had his corgi come down with rapid onset canine cancer. So rapid that when the crisis was reached, there wasn't time to reach the vet and he had to provide mercy himself. He's really broken up about it.
ReplyDeletehttps://joelsgulch.com/only-another-ugly-memory/
My condolences for your pet's ill health. I hope for a full recovery.
ReplyDeleteThat picture of Txiki looking over the fence reminds me of a story about one of my large dogs, a big Lab named Brig. Brig was a little big even for a Lab, was jet black, and had a very deep bark. He was also a pussycat but understood property rights. That is, anyone coming close to our property got to hear a couple deep barks to let you know that you had been seen.
ReplyDeleteWe lived in a neighborhood of closely spaced houses with six foot tall board fences around everyone’s back yard. One night I noticed that the family across the street from us was getting their front yard trees “papered”, teenagers, almost certainly friends of the teenage gal who lived there, were throwing rolls of toilet paper up into the trees to leave streamers of paper all over the trees. I walked over to just show the flag, let them know that they had been noticed, and suppress any ideas about serious damage. Papering isn’t serious; a rain or two and the mess all washes away.
I thanked the kid for getting the right house and not papering mine. His eyes got big and he said he had absolutely no intention of going anywhere near my front yard. He had heard my dog. That’s when I realized that Brig had been standing on top of my air conditioner box near the fence in the same pose Txiki used to look over your fence. That put his head about seven feet off the ground but, since he was black and couldn’t be seen in the dark, the kids couldn’t see that he was a normal size dog. Yeah, that DEEP bark coming from that height would put a little fear into any rational person.