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[hallerlake]

Quote: Would it be possible to start training a puppy now?

 

[Shyla-C]

I was gonna say it seems like a virus too. Bummer.

I'm on my way with the kids to visit Rainmom at her home. Can't wait! We're gonna go to the Grange in Issaquah to check out the shop too. Neither of us has ever been there.

If anyone wants to plan ahead, I will be getting rid of my EE Martha (who lays a light blue/green egg) soon, if anyone is interested. She's hawk colored with a gray beard, very calm. $25

I also plan to keep only a few of my babies. In 2-3 months after they feather in and I can see who I want to keep, I'll be selling off (most likely):
1 EE
1-2 Barred Rocks
1 Speckled Sussex

If anyone wants to tentatively claim any of them, let me know. They should all be laying by early summer.

I love the Grange! It's only 15 minutes from my home...VERY dangerous! My DH said he is going to take my car keys away starting Friday, because that is when they get their first chick shipment. I'm a sucker for those little fluffy chicks!

 

[SadieSue]

Ok so last nigt when Firewifejess posted the 5 pictures of her cute hen and chicks and I was looking at them on my phone (mobile version). The second picture down was of a naked woman

. It drove me crazy that no on else could see this. I even got out of bed and checked if it was that way on my computer but it was not. I woke up DH to show him just so I know I was not crazy

, then I took a picture of my phone so that when I woke up this morning I knew (if it was gone by morning) that I was not dreaming or anything.
Well it is still there on my phone.
So I covered the parts that were showing so ya'll could see what I saw. The black is what I covered, the rest is just how it was. I tried to put it in one of those hidden "Warning Spoiler" things but it would not let me......






I still don't get it..... Why on my phone and not any one else?

Umm... Because you're the winner? Yay for you!!!

 

[SadieSue]

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When my DD was still in grade school and had to do a science fair project we picked up different carpet samples, poured red wine on them and used different remedies to get the red wine stain out. The best solution we used was a combination of Dawn dishwashing liquid and hydrogen peroxide. Let me google that and see if I can find the proper solution. It's been a long time since she was in 6th grade.

Oh, that was an easy find!
Gently blot up the excess liquid. (Blot, don't rub!) Then mix equal parts Dawn dishwashing liquid soap with hydrogen peroxide. Pour the mixture on the red wine stain and let it soak. Then wash. Note: Hydrogen peroxide is a bleaching agent, so this works best on light-colored fabrics.

Good luck! And I also wanted to say I'm very sorry to hear about Demon. I hope he continues to serve you and keep you company for a good long time. Dogs can be such special friends.

 

[sarahkatie]

Edited.... The naked pic screen shot was already posted..... Lol


Anyway.... Hi all, I get to resurface for a few days and then back to what is turning into a cleanup/renovation of an in laws house.... Mostly it is a lot of dump runs.... And I have fast pitch starting soon as we'll, so I will be lurking for the most part

 

[SadieSue]

So other than a few short posts here and there I haven't been around much. I've been lurking though trying to keep up with what's going on with everyone!

Yes, I have been busy with theater stuff. We had auditions and callbacks for LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS which will be running through May at Tacoma Little Theater. Oh My Gosh. What extremely talented singers we've got cast for that production. It's going to be a fantastic show!

I've also begun rehearsals for Reservoir Dogs in Olympia. This is going to be such an interesting show in so many ways and a great challenge for me as an actor. I feel grateful for the opportunity to learn and do things I've never gotten to do before onstage playing a character unlike anything I've played before.

Also, because we are playing professional criminals, (me being the crew boss) one of our rehearsals will involve spending a day with a guy who will show us how to hold and shoot guns. That will be my first time even holding a gun. Then I had an offer from another friend of mine who told me he'd take me to an indoor shooting range and teach me to use a real gun for the price of the bullets. I think I'll take him up on the offer just to aid my comfort level. I don't want to look like a newbie onstage...
The process for this show is truly amazing. I also have to learn to -
"die" onstage since I get shot at the end during a big shootout. Awesome. I hope my brittle old bones learn to handle the fall correctly during lessons with our fight choreographer!



So I didn't post much since before the holidays. It was a busy time, but then right after the holidays our beloved Golden Retriever, Gryffin, got very sick very fast. We noticed right after Christmas he wasn't eating, but I got ill myself for over a week and was in bed nearly all that time. I told my husband to get canned dog food for Gryffin because that would typically prompt him to eat and when I could, I was up cooking rice and boiled chicken for him. When I could finally get out of bed, I made a vet appointment for our boy. He was at the vet's on a Monday where they ran a multitude of tests for him because by this time he was very lethargic. Gryffin, at only 5 1/2 had always been a very happy, energetic dog so it was clear something was wrong. On Tuesday they called and said "you have a very sick dog". His red blood cell count which was supposed to be around 50% was only 20% and we were advised to take him to an emergency clinic for an ultrasound to determine what might be going on with him. He was given a ton of meds and we were to bring him back to our vet on Friday to see if the meds had made any difference in his red blood cell count.

On Friday morning he collapsed twice. His legs just went out from under him. DH and I had to roll him onto a blanket so we could carry him down the stairs to my car so we could get to the doctor. When he got to the front lawn he was able to walk slowly down the slight bank to where I had pulled up my car.

At the vet clinic, they took another blood sample and said his red blood cell count had gone down to 8%. He had a condition called AIHA, or Auto Immune Hemolytic Anemia, is a disease where the body's own immune system fails to recognize red blood cells as "self" and begins destroying these cells as if they are foreign invaders. Not only that, but he had Evan's Syndrome which attacked his platelets as well.

They suggested the possibility of blood transfusions but said that even with those treatments there were no guarantees he would get better. DH broke down and said he couldn't stand to see Gryffin so unhappy and confused as to why he couldn't do any of the things he was used to doing. And all this time my sweet golden boy wagged his tail every time someone new came into the examining room, and then would lay his tired head back down. These were painful moments. His decline had been so rapid and so thoroughly wracked his body, we chose not to put him through any more treatment. His ashes came home two days later because my daughter who had been home for Christmas when he seemed perfectly healthy, never got a chance to say goodbye. Over spring break, we'll take Gryffin to our favorite ocean beach and send him down the creek that runs out of the woods and into the sea.

It's been a difficult process to let him go. He was always such a HUGE and happy presence in our home that the void left is like a vaccuum. Even when we hadn't seen him for 20 minutes and would find him out in the yard watching over the chickens and I would call him in the house for a "cookie", it would be a celebration because we were together again. He was a wonderful companion, a great working dog, and effective protector of all that were part of our household. He did a fantastic job keeping our home perimeter safe.

We'll find someone new to love eventually because I think the best way to honor a well loved dog is to welcome another into your home, but I will tell you, when I go out at night now to close up the coops, the nights are a little darker, a lot more threatening and more lonely than they ever were before when I had my "urban farm dog" to accompany me.

Here are a few of my favorite pics of our beautiful Golden boy. Thanks for letting me share.

At 8 weeks -


First time at the beach - 4 months


How could we ever say "no" to that face?


DD Lily playing with Gryffin at the "secret" beach




Loving the snow -


This past Christmas

 

[Hinotori]

So other than a few short posts here and there I haven't been around much. I've been lurking though trying to keep up with what's going on with everyone!

Yes, I have been busy with theater stuff. We had auditions and callbacks for LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS which will be running through May at Tacoma Little Theater. Oh My Gosh. What extremely talented singers we've got cast for that production. It's going to be a fantastic show!

I've also begun rehearsals for Reservoir Dogs in Olympia. This is going to be such an interesting show in so many ways and a great challenge for me as an actor. I feel grateful for the opportunity to learn and do things I've never gotten to do before onstage playing a character unlike anything I've played before.

Also, because we are playing professional criminals, (me being the crew boss) one of our rehearsals will involve spending a day with a guy who will show us how to hold and shoot guns. That will be my first time even holding a gun. Then I had an offer from another friend of mine who told me he'd take me to an indoor shooting range and teach me to use a real gun for the price of the bullets. I think I'll take him up on the offer just to aid my comfort level. I don't want to look like a newbie onstage...
The process for this show is truly amazing. I also have to learn to -
"die" onstage since I get shot at the end during a big shootout. Awesome. I hope my brittle old bones learn to handle the fall correctly during lessons with our fight choreographer!



So I didn't post much since before the holidays. It was a busy time, but then right after the holidays our beloved Golden Retriever, Gryffin, got very sick very fast. We noticed right after Christmas he wasn't eating, but I got ill myself for over a week and was in bed nearly all that time. I told my husband to get canned dog food for Gryffin because that would typically prompt him to eat and when I could, I was up cooking rice and boiled chicken for him. When I could finally get out of bed, I made a vet appointment for our boy. He was at the vet's on a Monday where they ran a multitude of tests for him because by this time he was very lethargic. Gryffin, at only 5 1/2 had always been a very happy, energetic dog so it was clear something was wrong. On Tuesday they called and said "you have a very sick dog". His red blood cell count which was supposed to be around 50% was only 20% and we were advised to take him to an emergency clinic for an ultrasound to determine what might be going on with him. He was given a ton of meds and we were to bring him back to our vet on Friday to see if the meds had made any difference in his red blood cell count.

On Friday morning he collapsed twice. His legs just went out from under him. DH and I had to roll him onto a blanket so we could carry him down the stairs to my car so we could get to the doctor. When he got to the front lawn he was able to walk slowly down the slight bank to where I had pulled up my car.

At the vet clinic, they took another blood sample and said his red blood cell count had gone down to 8%. He had a condition called AIHA, or Auto Immune Hemolytic Anemia, is a disease where the body's own immune system fails to recognize red blood cells as "self" and begins destroying these cells as if they are foreign invaders. Not only that, but he had Evan's Syndrome which attacked his platelets as well.

They suggested the possibility of blood transfusions but said that even with those treatments there were no guarantees he would get better. DH broke down and said he couldn't stand to see Gryffin so unhappy and confused as to why he couldn't do any of the things he was used to doing. And all this time my sweet golden boy wagged his tail every time someone new came into the examining room, and then would lay his tired head back down. These were painful moments. His decline had been so rapid and so thoroughly wracked his body, we chose not to put him through any more treatment. His ashes came home two days later because my daughter who had been home for Christmas when he seemed perfectly healthy, never got a chance to say goodbye. Over spring break, we'll take Gryffin to our favorite ocean beach and send him down the creek that runs out of the woods and into the sea.

It's been a difficult process to let him go. He was always such a HUGE and happy presence in our home that the void left is like a vaccuum. Even when we hadn't seen him for 20 minutes and would find him out in the yard watching over the chickens and I would call him in the house for a "cookie", it would be a celebration because we were together again. He was a wonderful companion, a great working dog, and effective protector of all that were part of our household. He did a fantastic job keeping our home perimeter safe.

We'll find someone new to love eventually because I think the best way to honor a well loved dog is to welcome another into your home, but I will tell you, when I go out at night now to close up the coops, the nights are a little darker, a lot more threatening and more lonely than they ever were before when I had my "urban farm dog" to accompany me.

It's so very hard to say goodbye and he was so young.

 

[Hinotori]

Last night was eventful and expensive. My Service dog had a heart attack. The emergency vet gave me two choices. Take him home or have him PTS. He said that Demon is fine to work as a service dog still. That a heart attack at his age is typical. It's old age. He's a 100 lb dog and 7 years old. It's just sad I really don't know what I'd do without him. It was expensive visit considering the vet looked at him, took a bit of blood listened to his heart and told me it's a heart attack. The blood test results should come back in a week or two. Because dog heart attacks aren't high priority to get back test results.
Even if he gets to where he cannot work I am NOT having him PTS if he is not in pain. Today he seems okay. He's real playful, but he's begging for food drinking from the toilet...
For those with dogs that don't know the sign of a doggy heart attack the vet said to watch for panting when it's not hot, being lazy or overly tired, a rattling sound when breathing, stretching more then usual, and a fast or loud heart beat.
Demon had all of that last night. it's why I rushed him in, He was panting and i had the doors open to cool him off but he was still panting like crazy so I took him in. I thought he had something wrong with his lungs or a high fever. But no it was his heart. makes me want to cry. He helps me in so many ways, he is very protective of my chickens, his size makes me feel safe when home alone. Then he is trained to help me with my balance, alert to my anxiety attacks before i have them (so i can take my medication to prevent them), Wake me from nightmares, remind me t take my medications, and to body block (keep people from pushing against me).
Service dogs must be physically done growing before training for balance assistance. And they have to be large. Large breeds take 2 to 3 years to finish growing. When demon passes on I'll have to try to find a large breed puppy and go 2 to 3 years without a service dog. I'm going to end up with so many broken bones from falling.

That sucks. I hope he has no more issues and it was just a one time thing. I hope you have many more years of him.

 

[Sweetlilbaby]

Would it be possible to start training a puppy now?

yes and no. if i get a pup now it would likely stress demon causing more heart attacks. I don't think i could live with that guilt.

 

[ChickAudie]

So I didn't post much since before the holidays. It was a busy time, but then right after the holidays our beloved Golden Retriever, Gryffin, got very sick very fast. We noticed right after Christmas he wasn't eating, but I got ill myself for over a week and was in bed nearly all that time. I told my husband to get canned dog food for Gryffin because that would typically prompt him to eat and when I could, I was up cooking rice and boiled chicken for him. When I could finally get out of bed, I made a vet appointment for our boy. He was at the vet's on a Monday where they ran a multitude of tests for him because by this time he was very lethargic. Gryffin, at only 5 1/2 had always been a very happy, energetic dog so it was clear something was wrong. On Tuesday they called and said "you have a very sick dog". His red blood cell count which was supposed to be around 50% was only 20% and we were advised to take him to an emergency clinic for an ultrasound to determine what might be going on with him. He was given a ton of meds and we were to bring him back to our vet on Friday to see if the meds had made any difference in his red blood cell count.

On Friday morning he collapsed twice. His legs just went out from under him. DH and I had to roll him onto a blanket so we could carry him down the stairs to my car so we could get to the doctor. When he got to the front lawn he was able to walk slowly down the slight bank to where I had pulled up my car.

At the vet clinic, they took another blood sample and said his red blood cell count had gone down to 8%. He had a condition called AIHA, or Auto Immune Hemolytic Anemia, is a disease where the body's own immune system fails to recognize red blood cells as "self" and begins destroying these cells as if they are foreign invaders. Not only that, but he had Evan's Syndrome which attacked his platelets as well.

They suggested the possibility of blood transfusions but said that even with those treatments there were no guarantees he would get better. DH broke down and said he couldn't stand to see Gryffin so unhappy and confused as to why he couldn't do any of the things he was used to doing. And all this time my sweet golden boy wagged his tail every time someone new came into the examining room, and then would lay his tired head back down. These were painful moments. His decline had been so rapid and so thoroughly wracked his body, we chose not to put him through any more treatment. His ashes came home two days later because my daughter who had been home for Christmas when he seemed perfectly healthy, never got a chance to say goodbye. Over spring break, we'll take Gryffin to our favorite ocean beach and send him down the creek that runs out of the woods and into the sea.

It's been a difficult process to let him go. He was always such a HUGE and happy presence in our home that the void left is like a vaccuum. Even when we hadn't seen him for 20 minutes and would find him out in the yard watching over the chickens and I would call him in the house for a "cookie", it would be a celebration because we were together again. He was a wonderful companion, a great working dog, and effective protector of all that were part of our household. He did a fantastic job keeping our home perimeter safe.

We'll find someone new to love eventually because I think the best way to honor a well loved dog is to welcome another into your home, but I will tell you, when I go out at night now to close up the coops, the nights are a little darker, a lot more threatening and more lonely than they ever were before when I had my "urban farm dog" to accompany me.

Here are a few of my favorite pics of our beautiful Golden boy. Thanks for letting me share.

At 8 weeks -


First time at the beach - 4 months


How could we ever say "no" to that face?


Loving the snow -

Oh SadieSue, I am so sorry

He looks like he was a sweet boy. I hope your family is doing ok, such a hard time to go through.