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Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


vw bug - May 27, 2006 6:39:48 am PDT #6321 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

Toto is a very unhappy puppy. He's acting a little strange, and I'm a little concerned.


Scrappy - May 27, 2006 6:41:27 am PDT #6322 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Maybe he's just hot, like you?


vw bug - May 27, 2006 6:43:31 am PDT #6323 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

That could be part of it.

I went to give him his ear drops, for his ear infection, and I found a tick in his ear. So, I removed it, then gave him his meds. Then he got a treat. Shortly after getting the treat, he went and peed on the floor, lifting his leg to make sure we knew he was mad. Then he started doing this weird walking/sitting thing. He'd walk a few steps, shake his head a lot, then get into this weird sitting position. Then he'd do it again.

He seems to have calmed down a bit now. He's curled up with me on the couch (which isn't helping the whole being-hot thing, but I'm trying to comfort him, which seems more important right now).


Laura - May 27, 2006 6:44:09 am PDT #6324 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

trying the skim and ketchup

Amych! The house is just adorable. I want to drive up for the housewarming!

How unhappy? What is he doing, or not doing? Poor puppy.

We have a bunny. The boys named it Trogdor. I have to go buy supplies now. We have food and he/she is in a kitty box, but a real bunny cage is needed. My neighbor gave me her Bunnies for Dummies book. Another neighbor gave me the bunny. Pictures later...


Laura - May 27, 2006 6:45:15 am PDT #6325 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.

then get into this weird sitting position

Like a worm weird sitting position?


vw bug - May 27, 2006 6:46:03 am PDT #6326 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

Kinda.


vw bug - May 27, 2006 7:02:20 am PDT #6327 of 10002
Mostly lurking...

I called the vet. She's pretty sure he's just being pouty, but I'm gonna keep an eye on him.


brenda m - May 27, 2006 7:03:43 am PDT #6328 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Is he on some kind of tick preventative? Frontline, or something like that? They really kind of rock.

Note to self - need to haul the dog to the vet this weekend or next.


SailAweigh - May 27, 2006 7:20:25 am PDT #6329 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

amych, that house is perfect! I love all the colors of the rooms, the kitchen makes me want to weep for wanting, and the nerd hole is just begging to be pillowed ala One Thousand and One Nights in an Arabian orgy of silk and brass. Sigh. Alla the house belonga amych.

Hec does, indeed, give awesome back rubs. I'm one of the plank owners, though, who could have used heavy stones to beat the stiff out of my neck and shoulders. Still, it felt wonderful and it helped relax what could be relaxed, especially my arms which felt so wonderfully limp and relaxed when Hec was done. I should have used it as an excuse to have someone feed me by hand. Darn, must remember that for next year.

ND, may the visit be as quick and painless as a couple shots of Fernet can make them (if you can find it at the Dude Ranch, that is.)


JZ - May 27, 2006 7:30:41 am PDT #6330 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Poor Toto. Though the headshaking and peeing and grumpitude do sound more like "Something went down the wrong ear tube and it was WET and COLD and it TICKLES and I can't believe you did this to me on purpose, you betrayer human you!" than actual illness.

eeeeeee! bunnybunnybunnybunnybunny

Bunnies are just some of the best, most irritating, most comical, freakiest little mammals around. Two tips from my own bunny-ownerhood:

(1) If it's a wee baby bun at this point, hold it lots. Make Brendon and Brendon and Bobby hold it lots. When people drop by to visit, make them hold it. Make it spend almost its every waking moment cradled in human arms. That way, its whole life it'll associate the big tall walky creatures with petting and chin-skritching and comfort, and it'll be hugely less likely to be skittish or bitey or the kind of rabbit that makes the vet sigh and grit her teeth when you walk in and take it out of the carrier.

(2) Get it fixed as soon as the vet says it's safe. Un-fixed boy bunnies spray more stenchily than cats, plus they try to hump everything in sight, and un-fixed girl bunnies are just generally grumpy. Fixed bunnies always seem mildly relieved that the madness of sex-seeking has been taken away from them, and they spend their lives peacefully digging and chewing and hopping around with the expressions of very contented eunuch monks.

eeeeeeeee bunnybunnybunnybunnybunny!