Bad thing

Something Bad is happening.

Actually, many Something Bads are happening.

First of all, there is an awful thing around my head. This is terrible! I cannot see properly. It keeps getting caught on the ground and I keep tripping. I cannot go up stairs. And I get stuck on furniture.

This is not funny. Do not laugh. I am very freaked out right now. I do not like this Bad Thing!

Also, my paw hurts. I need to lick it better, but the people keep interrupting me. Or else they stick the Bad Cone Thing on my head. I do not know why they won't let me lick my paw better!?

Also, Car took me to Vet. (I am mad at Car for this. Why would it take me to this place??) And Vet poked a needle in my paw, and then cut it open. They tell me that she did this because they think there is a seed in my paw. But the seed did not come out. That is also a Bad Thing.

Also, the people keep sticking my paw in salty water and holding it there. Why do they get to fuss with my paw when I am not allowed to?

These are all Bad Things.

Friends, do you know about spear grass? We put this on our blog almost every year. Spear grass is not just a Bad Thing, it's a Very Very Bad Thing. It grows all over our city, especially in sunny places that face to the south. The seeds have barbs on them, and when the seeds are dry they get stuck in us Dogs. And if they get stuck in us in the wrong way, the pointy end goes through our skin and then the barbs make them go further and further into our bodies.

Ojo had one in her ear one time that Vet had to cut out. Another Dog friend had one going in towards his eye, which was very scary for his people. And the people say that I might now have one in my paw.

Somehow I might have a seed in my paw, even though our person won't let us go anywhere near spear grass. Even though we're not allowed to walk at some of our favourite places right now because of the dry spear grass. Even though our person checks us over after each walk, including between our toes.

Even though all of these things happen, apparently I still found some some spear grass. (I guess I am very talented?)

Here is a picture of one kind of spear grass that grows here. It is also called fox tail grass, and there are other kinds too. The humans can check - if it is spear grass, they will be able to feel the barbs and the seeds will go only one way through their fingers but stick when trying to go the other way.

Please friends, stay away from the spear grass. Do not end up with a Bad Thing in your paw, or a Bad Thing around your head like me!

Jacobi and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Yesterday was terrible, horrible, no good, and very bad.

The day started off well. First there was Breakfast. Then we went on Walk.

On Walk I did the following things:

I splashed in the OCEAN.

I rolled in the MUD.

I got up close and personal with the STINKY-DEAD-SEAL.

These were all very good things! 

But then... Bad stuff happened.

First, the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad thing called BATH!

Then I went to the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad place called VET! 

And now I am on the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad thing called DIET!

I am very mad.

Ojo is mad too because she also had the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad thing called bath. The Terrible Bath stole the stinky-dead-seal smell from both of us!

Please send bacon. Quickly.

The Wrong Rat (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! Ojo here!

Yesterday I had an encounter with the wrong Rat...

I couldn't help it! Chasing the Ratties is part of my job! Catching the Ratties is part of my job! (Plus it is really fun!)

And yesterday I finally got my teeth in the Big Daddy Rat! Hurray!

BUT - Big Daddy Rat fought back!

I won, of course. Big Daddy Rat had a burial in the garbage can. But friends - I am wounded!!

I have two big puncture wounds inside my cheek, and another little one outside on my lip! Yesterday the side of my face was very swollen in a big hard lump!

The people took me to the Place Called Vet, to see the Person Called Vet! (Neither of these are as terrible as Cobi says, by the way, and the Person Called Vet always gives me Very Large pieces of liver so I like her very much.)

But - and this is very weird - they took all the hair off my chin! Then they rinsed my mouth with something yucky-tasting, and they gave me medicine! I felt very weird last night, but much better today thank-you-for-asking!

Also the swelling is much smaller today, so I figured I was good to go and spent my morning hunting more Ratties! (No luck this time though!)

The people say to please use the Power of the Paw to help us ward off infection, which could be very yucky. I do not know what this is, but if it's yucky I don't want it... No infection, please!

And no, you may not see my wounds. I am hiding them, because I am pretending everything is fine so the people will still take me on walks. And play fetch!

But yes... It does still hurt. Ow.

Oh oh

Did you just use the words "vet appointment" and "Cobi" in the same sentence??

I survived!!!

I am so relieved! I am so happy! I made it! I survived!

My person took me away from Ojo, and she took me to the Terrible-Horrible-No-Good-Very-Bad-Place-Called-Vet.

At Terrible-Horrible-Vet they did Bad Things to me. And then they stole my blood! Can you believe it?

But now I am home. I am happy to be home. Hurray for being home! I love my home. I survived!!

JACK the CAT hAS been WronGED!

It iS I, JACK the CAT! I has stolen the bloG to tell yOU of sOmething TERRIBLE!

I hAS been WronGED!

ToDAY the pEople tOOk ME, JACK the CAT, to the hOrrible place called VET! And sOmething TERRIBLE happened.

I, JACK the CAT, is on...
...a...
....... DIET!!!!

Send your praYers, my friends. I mAy not survive...

Lovely

Hi! Hi! Hi!

Ojo here! Cobi has been hot and grumpy, so fine - I will do the posting to her blog!

Did you know that I am "lovely"? This is what Vet said today when she looked at my body. I am a lovely weight! I have a lovely form! I have a lovely temperament! (What does that mean?) But I do agree with the word "lovely"!

Aren't I lovely? Yes I am!

You know what else is lovely? Squirrels! There are squirrels in our tree! Squirrels are lovely. I love squirrels. Lovely.

I keep watch

The cat named Keisha did not come home last night.

This morning my person put me in Car. I was very excited, because Car takes us to fun places. But today Car made a mistake. Car stopped at terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-place-called-vet.

My person took me inside. My whole body started to shake.

Have I mentioned that the place called Vet is Terrible, Horrible, No Good and Very Bad? Bad things happen there. Even when there is yummy food, the bad things are still worse.

They did something to me that I will not tell you about. It was very uncomfortable. But at least it didn't hurt. I was still very scared though. Lots of my fur came out and stuck to my person.

Then my person put me back in Car and gave me Dog Cookie.

She was gone for a long time.

When she came back she had the cat named Keisha in the little crate-den. The cat named Keisha got to come home with us.

However, there is something very strange with the cat named Keisha. She smells funny. She is still wearing the funny collar. And there are funny things on two of her paws.

She is not very happy either. Even though my person keeps telling me to do Leave It, I keep checking on her. I watch her closely to make sure she is going to be okay.

Funny collar

The cat named Keisha has a funny collar.

Last night she went to terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-place-called-Vet. She has been going there a lot recently. I know when she was there because I can smell where she was, and so I stay away from her when she comes home again.

Last night she came home with this funny collar. She didn't like it very much. She kept bumping into things. What a silly design for a collar. You can't even attach a leash to it.

When the cat named Jack saw her with this new collar he puffed up all his fur and his eyes went very big.

This morning the cat named Keisha went away again in her little crate-den. The people said she's going to have something called "surgery".  I wonder what this is? I hope she's okay.

"Anti-bi-otic", fish smells, and the cat named Keisha

The cat named Keisha is sick. Her body has badness growing in it. I can smell it with my nose. For many weeks the people have been putting medicines into her mouth. They call these "anti-bi-otic".

The cat named Keisha does not like this. She tells them to stop, but they don't. The people tell her it will make her better, but she doesn't believe them. All that happens is that her mouth tastes bad.

Today my person put on my leash and took me for Walk. When we stopped we were at terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad-place-called-Vet. My body started to shake. But nothing bad happened to me. The peoples there gave me a piece of food. They gave Momma B a new medicine.

Then we went to park-with-tall-grass-and-trees. Then we walked home.

At home, Momma B brought out the new medicine the people at Vet had given her. It is also called anti-bi-otic. But it is very different. Momma B says the person named Vet made it special for the cat named Keisha.

This new anti-bi-otic smells like fish. Like the beach. Like rotting things.

The smell makes me want to eat it and roll my body in it, and I feel all excited.

I asked Momma B if I could have some too. But she said no. I put my bum on the ground and did Sit to show that I am a Good Dog. I wagged my tail and made a cute face. I did a little-whine to show her how much I wanted it.
But she still said no.

I don't know why. The cat named Keisha doesn't want it. Why can't I have it? This isn't fair.

Good day

Hike. Beach. Vet. Treat store. Rolling in fresh cut grass. Nap.

Rupture

This morning some very bad things happened.

First there was blood on my back end under my tail. When I tried to clean it up my person asked me to do Leave It. She wiped it off for me.

Then we went to see Vet. This was a different Vet and she made me go up on the table. I hate this.

She poked around my back end. It was uncomfortable and I was very scared. My whole body shook. Momma B stood in front of me and I buried my head in her body.

Vet said this to my person: "Jacobi's anal gland has ruptured. Kind of exploded really. But it's empty inside so she may feel less pressure. Keep giving her antibiotics and putting compresses on it. Give her pumpkin if she has trouble pooping. Come back next week."

What does all this mean? I don't want to come back!

I do like pumpkin though.

Momma B lifted me down off the table. Whew. But then someone put something funny around my head. They called this "Buster Collar". This made me start shaking again.

When we got outside Momma B took Buster Collar off. She said that since I do Leave It so well I don't have to wear this funny cone right now. Thank-you Momma B.

Why are these bad things happening to me?

Good bad good

Good: Egg on my breakfast.
Good: Stayed at home with Momma B.
Good: Visit to the Park at lunch.
Bad: Visit to Vet.
Good: My weight is better. No more diet.
Very Bad: Vet stuck things in private, uncomfortable places.
Bad: Vet says things inside are still swollen. I need to take more medicines.
Good: Tube to play with after dinner.
Good: Rolling in the fresh grass. 

Not good

Things are not good right now.

A few days ago something started feeling bad on my back end. I licked it a lot. When the people noticed they told me to do Leave It. But it kept getting worse.

The people put a warm, wet cloth on it. I wanted to lick it but I had to do Leave It. And it kept getting worse.

Momma C took me to see Vet. Vet took all the fur off from around the problem. I wanted it to lick it but I had to do Leave It. And it kept getting worse.

The people are giving me something that is not a treat. It is called "antibiotic". They keep cleaning the sore spot. I want to lick it but I have to do Leave It. And it keeps getting worse.

Going up the stairs hurts. Sitting hurts. Lying down hurts. Pooing hurts, so I have stopped doing it.

Instead I sleep. I lie very, very still. The people talk softly to me and say it will get better. But it keeps getting worse.

And I really want to lick it but I have to do Leave It.

What does "abscessed anal gland" mean?

Why can they touch it but I must do Leave It?
Why is this happening?
Why do I hurt?

Vet

Yesterday we went to the place called Vet. They were very nice there, until the person (who is also called Vet) tried to stick something in my ear. I didn't like that. I got very scared. I stood by the door to tell the people that I wanted to leave. But they wouldn't let me leave. So I made myself small. My body got very shaky.

The person called Vet was nice though. She petted my body and fed me chicken and beef. I wouldn't mind seeing her again, as long as that thing doesn't come near my ear next time.

Vet did say something funny to my person though. She said that there is too much weight on my body. She said it feels like I am wearing a sweater, when I should be wearing a t-shirt. I'm not sure what this means. Momma B said "less food". That doesn't sound good. But then Momma C said "more exercise". I like the sound of that much better.

Today I went with Momma B to the Mt. Doug forest. She asked me to sit in one place. This is called posing. Then she pointed the big black eye at me. Afterward we played with a stick.

When we got home, there was a strange person in our house. It smelled like my littlest person, but it didn't look like her at all. This made me very uncomfortable. What is this thing called "Halloween"?