Meet Inka And Piper...

I have had them for about eight years. They are now eight and ten. The oldest one, Piper, is starting to have problems. I took her to the vet thinking it might be diabetes. The testing was inconclusive.

She wasn't really overweight, but the vet thought it might help if I cut back on her food, so I did and she immediately lost weight. I can now clearly see the shape of her spine and ribs and even though I have begun to feed her more than ever, she can't seem to gain. She seems healthy as far as her personality goes, but seems to be wasting away.

 L to R, Inka and Piper

Inka normally weighs about 2 lbs. and Piper can be anywhere from 7 to 10 lbs. Since this might well be the beginning of the end, I have taken to spoiling her a bit lately. Monday night while Christmas shopping I bought her a huge, nasty looking, hog femur. She loves it. It is the worst smelling thing I think I have ever smelled, but poor Piper, she has been such a good dog, so for now, I will sit in my chair, and watch T. V. and pretend a pork roast is cooking in the oven and that I am enjoying the aroma of her tasty snack.

Hope you have a great weekend!!!!

 



Inka...

I took Inka, my 2 lb. chihuahua for her yearly check-up. I had noticed her bottom teeth seemed loose, so I asked the vet about it. He said if I left her until 4:30 they would clean them. When I went back to get her they had pulled her front teeth-top and bottom.

I'm traumatized, but she just keeps on smiling.

Have a fun Friday!!!

Has the heat wave broke?

I try to never look a gift horse in the mouth, but it has been so nice and cool here these past three days I find it hard to believe. I may not be talking nice and cool to anyone outside of Texas, but to me the high 80's are nice and cool.

 I took Fuzzy and the dogs out this morning and had to coax them back inside.

 We picked Tall Feathers up from school and spent another thirty minutes outside before homework had to be done. It was just too good to pass up.

If you're in Texas enjoy, I don't think it's supposed to last.

(Still no rain.)

Have a nice day!!! 

108 in the shade...

Yesterday I got in the car to go home and as I passed by a sno-cone stand I stopped and got an extra-large, sugarfree, coconut. As I drove off happily eating my sno-cone in the hot car that hadn't yet cooled down, I looked over at Inka and Piper.

I think they might have been trying to tell me something.

Have a great weekend!!!



The Results Are In...

Piper weighed 10.1 pounds today at the vet. This is the most she has ever weighed. The vet said it wasn't really that bad, but gave me a cup to measure her food with. Hmmmm.



My Six Pound Chihuahua...

I have called the vet four times this week rescheduling Piper's yearly appointment. I just can't seem to get motivated, but today's the day. I called this morning and rescheduled for 5:00pm.

Piper is my 6 pound chihuahua. I call her my 6 pound chihuahua because that is her ideal weight and what she has normally weighed over the years. According to my daughter she is evidently not looking even close to her 6 pound moniker. I can't see it though, maybe I'm just too close to her. My daughter's exact comment was, "Piper is fat. Her head doesn't even fit her body." My twenty year-old niece, when she was four said to my mother, "Maw Maw your not fat you're just a little large" and that's how I feel about Piper. Piper is just a "little large". I will admit, however, after careful consideration that I maaay have to cut back on her food a wee bit tonight. O.K. maybe a little more than a "wee bit".

For anyone who doesn't know Piper she understands English, tells on herself and gets Inka into trouble. When Inka barks to get my attention. I can usually tell exactly what Piper is saying in the background. It goes like this, "Tell her Inka... tell her again". Inka does the barking while sweet little Piper just lays there acting innocent. She may have others fooled, but not me. I call her my "stuffed animal". Give her a place to sleep and she is happy and contented.

Last summer I decided Piper needed exercise. I took her walking with me. I started out slowly with the intent of eventually getting her to walk two miles per night. After four days Piper had had enough. Piper loves to go places and is always glad when she thinks I am going somewhere that includes her. On the fourth day I didn't have any trouble getting her in the car. When I got to the track and opened the back door everything was fine. As I reached into the floor board to retrieve the leash Piper jumped up and ran to the other side of the seat where she promptly lay down and refused to move. I felt so sorry for her that our walking days were over. I may try again this summer and go even a little slower.