Friday, January 28, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The "ladies" prepare for Christmas Eve with a mani/pedi spa day!
(complete with chandelier arms, thank you Nordstrom!)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
He also slept A LOT.
He has quite a few pills I have to get into him and he is being good right now. I think in a couple days when he feels better and figures out what I am doing, he will stop being so good.
In the meantime, he is sleeping comfortably behind me while I work.
Monday, January 17, 2011
When we got home from Las Vegas, Mr Cooper was eating grass. He often eats grass on his walk and we didn't put a lot of thought into it.
Thursday he threw up. Oh well, such is life with a dog.
Then he threw up again.
Friday morning we called for a vet appointment. Cooper threw up. And then we we went to the vet.
He was given the once over, things seemed normal. We've had enough dogs to know that sometimes it takes time. He was given an anti-nausea shot and we took him home to monitor him.
He paced the night away. Wanting to throw up, but unable to throw up. Mostly drooling and standing over us both, then standing in the corner and drooling on the floor. MAJOR pukey-face.
We called the vet to have a follow up x-ray appointment. First available appointment was at 4:30 in the afternoon. We took it. The vet called back and said, "Let's change that to RIGHT NOW and I'll work him in earlier." I think that's when my heart flipped over and I began to panic.
My mind went immediately to the worst case "what if's" and my heart went straight to Lola passing away just two months ago. That was my state when we took him in.
Now Cooper is our "special" boy. He came from a shelter and he requires a lot of attention. That's the most polite way I can phrase that Cooper is the dog that parents warn their children about (except he is actually good with children). We got Cooper out of a cage. We've worked with Cooper to not bite first and ask questions later. We tell everyone who enters the house, "DO NOT PUT YOUR FACE IN HIS." On his own terms he is the most cuddly amazingly loving dog. But he is suspicious of everyone and everything.
So I was devastated that we would have to leave him at the vet where he would be placed in a kennel (since we got him we have made the effort to never board him, he always stays in his own home with a house sitter). He would be with strangers. He would be so sad. But he couldn't stay with us because he was also very sick.
The x-rays came back and showed us that all his food was stuck in his stomach. There was a blockage. The vet was hopeful that is it was in the stomach and not the intestines because the stomach is less easy to damage than the intestines. Cooper was scheduled to go into surgery that night (Saturday). His surgery went from the anticipated 2 hours to a longer 3 hours. The blockage was in the small intestine.
Luckily, it hadn't been there either too long or in there too solid as there was no damage and none of that needed to be cut out. But poor Mr. Cooper was cut open. 6"+ scar. I can't look at it. The vet thought possible corn cob. It was longer than your finger, but it had been inside long enough trying to be so digested that no one had any real idea what it may have started out as. I can't help, I won't look at it.
We've went to visit Cooper twice on Sunday and he was walking and stoned out of his mind on drugs. Since Cooper has a very tight grip on his world inside his mind, being drugged is not his best foot forward. He needs to stay sharp and stay focused on being a good dog. When he gets hazy, he reverts towards the untrained dog we got 6 years ago.
I visited him today (Monday) at noon and he was getting closer to his chatty grumbling self. He tried to jump up on me (not a good plan on a normal day) and he ate in front of me (he has a VERY healthy appetite).
Cooper is expected to come home tonight after 6 pm. We will need to keep him "calm" for a week or so. This should be a nearly impossible task.
Sunday, January 02, 2011
For New Years this year we pulled up stakes and met friends in Palm Springs. One of our own conditions was that we would only go if Mr Cooper would go along as well.
Cooper is a handful. When we had Lola and him together it was too much to wrangle him. He requires two people's focus to be out in polite company.
We spent our first night at the Ace hotel. Super cute, well appointed and not soundproof in the least. After 2 am the official party around the pool ended and seemed to take the next hour to move directly above our heads.
This afternoon we moved to The Parker. It's a delight. As far as Mr Cooper is concerned, The Parker wins "paws down" due to his welcome bag of water bowl, treats and a toy. He didn't even care that they brought him the all pink girl's welcome gift. He was thrilled to have a toy to gut.