2 schnauzers, 1 blog

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Bertie: It's time I took back the Almost Wordless Wednesday. This is the best way I've found to get attention:

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: My turn again! Here is me in the back yard jungle before it got taken away. It was good for stalking the chickens next door. Now I will need to come up with some sort of camouflage outfit for my stalking.

Green paws

Bertie: On the weekend we did gardening. Apparently, when grass is higher than a schnauzer's nose, it's time to cut it back.

Oliver: I like it that way. I can pretend I'm in a jungle.

Bertie: I was very helpful during the gardening. I took sticks from the newly-formed wood pile  and ran around with them, I dug a couple of holes and I ate a lot of rotten wood.

Oliver: I was helpful too.

Bertie: You climbed up on a pile of branches and grass looking for the chickens next door, then got stuck and squeaked until someone came and rescued you.

Oliver: I'm sure that helped.

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Oliver: One time, a little while ago, I went behind the TV. I don't know how I did it, but once I got there, I couldn't get out. The gap looked much bigger on the way in. It was a Pooh Bear Moment. And all Bertie did was laugh.

and a close up...

Thank you

Oliver: Thank you everyone for all your emails! They made me feel so much better! (Although I think the poached chicken breast is also equally healing)

Bertie: I would like to add that he's getting a big head too.

Oliver: Shuddup. My head is normal size. So thank you JD & Max, Sasha, Honey, Bruce the Cat, Penny and Oskar for the puppy (and kitty) love. And the hoomans - Uli & Mel for the hooman love. I send non-contagious licky kisses to you all.

Bertie: Are you really non-contagious?

Oliver: well, I keep coughing on you and you're fine, so I must be.

Oliver home now

Oliver: I'm home now! I was very, very tired because I didn't sleep the whole time I was at the hospital. Instead I watched carefully everything that was going on. And I thought Bertie might come and visit me and bring me flowers. Although it's good he didn't, because I didn't feel like eating them, so it would have been a bit of a waste.

I still feel a bit fragile, and so everyone needs to do my bidding and take care of me. And I get to have poached chicken breast and basmati rice for every meal. I have a shaved bit on my chest where they took some of my blood (and they didn't give it back, either!) and a shaved bit on my leg where the drip went in.

I still look quite sad and sorry for myself - which is all the better for getting sympathy and attention.

Get Well Soon Oliver

Bertie: Oliver is sick.
First he threw up on the ottoman (which I like to sit on)
Then he threw up on the bed (which I sleep on)
Then he threw up on three different spots on the carpet (which I wasn't so fussed about)

His tummy really hurt, and he was keeping me awake with all the vomiting and moving around trying to get comfortable, so about 4.30 this morning we all got in the car and went to the 24 hour hospital. I love the car. Oliver sat in the front and whimpered a lot.

I hadn't been to the Emergency room before, so I was really excited. Oliver didn't seem to be as excited. He just lay on the exam table and shivered. If I stood on my toes I could just see over the top of the table, so I looked at him a couple of times. The vet lady took his temperature and felt his tummy. While she was doing that I went and weighed myself.

The vet lady said he might have pancreatitis, which we schnauzers are very susceptible to, so she decided to keep him in the hospital and run some tests. She also said he was quite dehydrated, so he was going to go on a drip. I tried to make a joke about him already being a drip, but no one laughed. I got to sit in the front seat on the way home, though.

It took a while before the blood tests came back and they knew what was wrong with Oliver. It turns out he has a very bad case of gastro.

The vet lady tried to give him some chicken tonight but he didn't want any, so he must be really really sick! If I had been there I could have eaten it for him.

So he's staying in hospital again tonight and we can pick him up tomorrow. It's strangly quiet without him. No one is annoying me and it feels Wrong.

(almost) Wordless Wednesday

Bertie: By request of JD & Max, today it's pics of me when I was a little puppy. Number one is the first night I came home. then me in the garden and lastly, my first haircut.  I was so cute.

Oliver: Meh.

Dinner

Bertie: oooh, good dinner!

Oliver: I think that's an understatement! Is that what I think it is?

Bertie: Yep. Sardines. AND a hard boiled egg.

Oliver: I'll swap you some of my vegetables for a couple of your sardines.

Bertie: I don't think so.

Oliver: Ok. I'll throw in extra broccoli and I'll take the egg as well.

Bertie: So your plan is to take my egg and sardines and give me extra broccoli?

Oliver: And my beetroot. I'm willing to do that for you cause I'm a giving sort of puppy.

Bertie: And I'm a smart sort of puppy. No deal.

Oliver: Well, maybe you won't be able to finish it all.

Bertie: Not likely. This dinner is yummers!