Monday, September 29, 2014

Ask Anna--Advice for the Furry and Forlorn- Review and Giveaway

Ever wish that you understood your dog and his "issues"? Then, maybe you should ask a dog. But, not just any dog. Bestselling author Dean Koontz's golden retriever Anna appears to have "the Dear Abby gene." And, believe me, in her new book Ask Anna, she has all the answers!


Ike seeks advice from Ask Anna.

 Koontz explains that he and Anna compiled a book "of her golden advice to other canines, with the hope that it will help you to understand your dogs better and will encourage you to stop being a ninny of an owner, if in fact you are one."

I was delighted for the opportunity to reveiw this adorable, humorous book, and was provided with one book for giveaway as well, so be sure to enter the Rafflecopter at the end!

Ike is both furry and forlorn.




















Page after page, the furry and forlorn turn to Anna to help solve their canine crises--loneliness, depression, boredom, bad breath.

Shrimp the Dachshund complains that he is upset at being short.
Anna explains that if you measure height from tail tip to nose, Shrimp is way taller than he may think. She adds,  "If you feel short, you will be short. If you feel tall...you'll still be short, but you'll feel better."

Anna explains what dogs worry about when people are away from home, the magical allure of tennis balls, and why she wants to be a bird...or at least a flying dog.

Blackie writes that his owners feet stink.
Anna replies, "Lucky!"


Ike's feeling a little overwhelmed by troubles. Ask Anna can help.




















"That's great advice, Anna. Thank you!"


















Perhaps Anna's greatest advice of all is reminding us that most problems can be solved with the greatest gift of all--love.

Ask Anna: Advice for the Furry and Forlorn
by Dean Koontz and his dog Anna
Center Street/Hachette Book Group 2014


I'm giving away one copy of Ask Anna by Dean Koontz and his dog Anna
a Rafflecopter giveaway

*Full Disclosure: I was provided with 1 copy of Dear Anna for review, and one copy for giveaway. This in no way influenced my review. Opinions expressed here are 100% my own. 

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Going to Home Depot

We're going to Home Depot. What do you think we're shopping for?




















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Monday, September 22, 2014

A Dog's Alphabet, A-F

It's back to school time. Kelly and Ike have put on their thinking caps and are stepping up to teach some important lessons. First, time to learn your ABC's-




















A- is for Adoption. Like us, you may discover that you were adopted. That's okay. That just means that you were chosen to be part of a really special family. That should explain why you don't look like your mom and dad, or why your mom and dad don't have wet noses and a tail.

B- is for Barking. We recommend that you bark a lot. This keeps your family safe from intruders, mailmen, and squirrels.

C- is for Cats. Chase them.

D- is for Dinner. Never let your humans forget dinner time. It's a good idea to bark, paw at their legs, poke your nose under their newspapers, stand in front of the television set, or do whatever you can to get their attention. If you're like us, you will even try for Second Dinner. Sometimes it works.

E- is for Ears. You might be surprised to learn that there are more than a dozen different shapes of ears in canines, which is a lot more than we can say for humans with their boring old furr-less ears. So, we've got one up on them there. Dog ears may be upright, drop, cropped, rounded, hooded, blunt, bat ears, candle flame ears, button, pendant, folded, cocked, pricked, V-shaped, filbert, or rose. How about that!

F- is Fleas. Public enemy #1. They are no good, ruthless, angry, horrible villains. There is no way to avoid these critters, although we've tried. Maybe you're an A+ student and can think of some sort of potion to get rid of these abominations.


Now it's your turn to educate the professors. What words can you come up with for A-F?

And, join us next Monday for more alphabet fun.

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Friday, September 19, 2014

Caring for Super Seniors

We are participating in the Caring For Critters Round Robin hosted by Heart Like a Dog. Caring for Critters is where you can read about pet parents' experiences with various health concerns to gain insight and hope for issues you may face.














Super Seniors
I share my home with senior dogs--Kelly, a 13-year-old spaniel-mix and Ike, a 9-year-old golden retriever. We find we love the wisdom and slower pace of the seniors. There are, however, some health concerns that come along with it, too.

Kelly and Ike have good fashion sense!





















Always Hot and Thirsty
Kelly is 13, but she's really spry, and loves to jump onto furniture and run in the yard. Sometimes, however, Kelly gets on these jags where she can't get enough water. She drains her water bowl dry, and a few hours later will do it again. In addition, she pants a lot, even when it seems comfortably cool in the house. At first I thought she might have diabetes. But her bloodwork for that was fine. What it did reveal, however, was risk factors that led the vet to diagnose Cushing's Disease. This disease is often found in older dogs, and has to do with the adrenal glands. Here are some symptoms:
increased thirst
increased urination
increased appetite
excessive panting
lethargy
hair loss

Kelly has all but the hair loss and lethargy. The vet will be conducting some more bloodwork to make a conclusive diagnosis. The disease can be managed with medication. Right now Kelly is doing very well. Her doctor will keep an eye on the illness.

Just a few gray hairs to show for her age.
















Gotta Go, Gotta Go, Gotta Go
Standing up became difficult for our 11-year-old Dalmatian, Schuyler. He slept in the kitchen because he could no longer manage the stairs up to the bedroom. One morning I came downstairs and found him lying in a puddle of urine and feces. Shocked, I started to scold him. He was old enough to know better! But immediately, I saw the hurt in his eyes. He couldn't help it. He'd become incontinent. I gently cleaned up the mess while talking to Schuyler in soft, reassuring tones. I helped him outside and we walked slowly in the grass together. We dealt with Schuyler's incontinence for more than a year, as long as the veterinarian said he wasn't in pain and was otherwise suffering. I cleaned his fur and hugged him and told him how much he was loved. Here is what worked for us:
1. Take him outside more frequently during the day
2. Confine him to the kitchen at night, so clean up is easier
3. Give him a nice, soft, comfortable bed with a washable cover. We had two covers to switch out when one was in the wash.
4. Keep regular visits with the veterinarian to assess his overall health and pain level, if any.

Schuyler was our first dog.
















What You See May Not be What You Get
All of our senior dogs have had some degree of achy joints or arthritis. We've bought big, comfortable  orthopedic beds, and increased exercise where appropriate, and at times used prescriptions from our veterinarian. But there was one time when the symptoms seem to point to joint pain, but the problem actually was something else.

We adopted Brooks, a lovely, large, gentle golden retriever, when he was 11 years old. He had a beautiful, slow pace of life and responded to the softest word. "Brooksy, come here," I'd say, and the next thing I knew, he'd be in my lap. He was my constant companion. Nearly a year after we adopted Brooks, I noticed that all of a sudden, he didn't want to sit or lie down. He just stood, staring off into space. The next day, he abruptly stood up in the middle of the night. He didn't bark or cry in pain, he just stood. We brought him to the veterinarian, assuming he had something wrong with his hips or joints. Unfortunately, this did not turn out to be the case. The x-rays revealed that he was full of cancer. We were glad that we investigated the situation further, and not just assumed it was the most obvious conclusion.
Brooks enjoyed the outdoors.


















Cancer
Everyone's experience with cancer is so different.

When Brooks was diagnosed with cancer, he was given 4 to 8 weeks to live. A few days before this, he'd had no symptoms, was breathing without trouble (even though his lungs were full of dozens of tumors), was eating and relieving himself without problem. We brought him home from his appointment and it seemed as if his ability to move decreased by the hour. My husband made a ramp out of a plank to help him get down the back steps, but he wouldn't get on it. The next day Mike stayed home from work to be with Brooks. At one point Brooks seemed to indicate that he wanted to take a walk. The three of us went outside and wandered down the street. Brooks moved very slowly, but seemed to enjoy every smell, lifting his head and catching an aroma in the air, nosing the ground. We didn't go far, but he enjoyed that walk. We spent the whole day loving him and being together. That evening he slept with his head on Mike's feet. Then, he stood up and started thrashing, his mouth foaming, biting at the furniture. He was having a grand mal seizure. I was afraid that he might accidentally bite us. He clearly wasn't himself. We somehow got him outside, away from Kelly who was anxious and confused by the seizure. The seizure ended and he collapsed into sleep. Then it happened again, and again. We covered him with blankets to keep him warm. Our son came over to help us get an 80-lb seizing dog into the car to transport to the emergency vet. Poor Brooks. The vet explained that the cancer had probably spread to his brain. Given his age, and the extent of the cancer, there was no hope. I stayed with him for a long time before I could consent to having his suffering ended.
He was a good boy.
As sad as it was, and still is, I don't for one second regret adopting a senior dog.

Cancer may be treated with radiation, amputation, medication. Some dogs recover and do well. We can't live in fear of cancer. Or any illness. Take good care of your dog and shower him love and attention every day. Make each day the best.

Brooks fell asleep just about anywhere!



















Slow and Easy
Ike is 9 years old--a senior dog, but not quite geriatric. He's got white spectacles. He has some allergies. He doesn't move so fast. He gets tired after fetching the ball 3 or 4 times. He needs a little boost to climb into the car. His teeth are worn and need a cleaning. He's had some health concerns--his heart rate is too slow. His digestion is sensitive. But overall, Ike's a super senior and doing great!

Dr. Ike at your service.








































This is only my experience. Please keep in mind that this is not advice on how to heal your pet, it's just what worked and what didn’t work for us.  As always, please consult your vet before making any health decisions for your pets.

Tomorrow, please visit The Hailey and Zaphod Chronicles  to learn about auto-immune disorder, specifically, immune mediated hepatitis causing cirrhosis of the liver.

And see the entire list of posts here on Caring for Critters community page.

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