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Cold and Gold

11/25/2011

You know you are rich when the browning grass in the back yard glows in gold shimmer on a cold November afternoon.

Being a husky, I am pretty fond of the North winds and lacy precipitation that accompanies this season's change. Some people grumble, huddling tight into heavy sweaters but, for me, a bit of snow is a welcome change. I was made for glazed trails; freezing darkness; blowing snow.

Oh, but that sun! To bask in the gilded honour of light! To revel in the radiant splendor of the orb! The wilted grass turns to skeins of spun gold and cool fur is kissed with the fire of a billion years. Summer is on the wings of a burgeoning Winter. The cold can, and will, spin into gold.

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Stuffing.

11/16/2011

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So today Dad brought home a turkey. He got it from where he works. Mom kind of looked at it askance - you know, she's a vegetarian - but I know it will not go to waste.

Here's a little secret. As much as Mom won't eat meat she's alright at cooking it. I sit by Dad's side every time he has one of those organic, free-range steaks Mom buys for him at the market. Oh, so good!!!!

Of course, Eva and I, the cats and Bowser all eat a poultry-based grain free diet. Eva and I are omnivores like people, but I'm allergic to grain. The cats are obligate carnivores; Bowser wo and Mom says they should not be subjected to unnatural elements in their diets.

Which brings me back to the turkey. Mom will squinch up her face when she pulls all the guts out. Actually, first she'll try to shake them out and when that doesn't work she'll employ the salad tongs. Still, she'll probably have to stick her arm up that freezing carcass. After that she'll rub that bird with butter and spices, put him in a pan and roast him well. If we are lucky Mom will mince up all those guts, sear them in a bit of butter and feed them to Eva and I. But even if we aren't that lucky, Eva and I will rest in the warm kitchen by the glowing oven.

You know Dad can't eat a twenty pound turkey by himself. Oh, there will be stuffing. I will be stuffing my tummy! :D

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Shout-Out!!!

11/9/2011

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Hey, guess what? Eva and I are out of the hospital. We have been for days. We didn't have to stay quite 24 hours.

Mind you, the vet kind of wanted to keep us but agreed to let Mom take us home as long as we came back for blood tests. See, we didn't like being away from home so we were TERRIBLE for the veterinary staff!

We pulled out our IVs and got blood everywhere. Eva barked, cowered and snarled. I howled my best wolf-like howl. I ate but Eva scattered her food everywhere! And when they tried to separate us for procedures? Oh, we raised HELL!

But they did a great job. Eva and I are safe with no ill effects from our adventure. Mom and Dad are so happy! Eva and I are back to our mischief only, so far, without any pills. We chewed up a pencil, shredded and scattered a toilet paper roll and, last night, woke Mom up 6 times.

Life is good! I'm so glad we get to continue enjoying it. Thank you to all of the people at Wilson Veterinary Hospital for taking such good care of us.

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Zen and the art of overdose?

11/3/2011

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Hey, did you guys know that vitamin D can be toxic to dogs? I didn't either. I got ahold of the forgotten pill bottle and boy, did I have fun? Indeed I did.

Gel capsules are particularly yummy. They've got a chewiness to them reminiscent of steak. If you don't believe me you should try it some time.

So... here I am in the hospital. I'm not acting sick yet. But acting sick often means BAD THINGS so my parents brought Eva and I to the hospital right away. I like the people here at Wilson Veterinary Hospital but that doesn't mean I'm going to tolerate this treatment. Blood draws; an IV; a CATHETER?!?!?! I'm actively trying to escape. I know my strong nails will make it through this stainless steel cage in no time.

Eva isn't fairing so well. Her cage is right next to mine, thank goodness. She shies back whenever the people come around and then barks furiously as they turn away. Poor girl! She's afraid because our parents aren't here.

I wonder what Mom is doing right now? She and Dad will be cold in bed without us. Our pack is broken up tonight and it makes me feel pretty sad. Almost sad enough to swear off mischief-making forever. Almost...

(Any prayers, good thoughts and healing vibes for Orrin and Eva are more than welcome! Our family is frightened. We cannot lose them!)

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Cold and Gold

Stuffing.

Shout-Out!!!

Zen and the art of overdose?

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