Thank You Every Body!! “Wordy” Wednesday

Hi everyone!

I thought I would give you an update while my Dakota is resting.  He is extremely tired. Our poor little guy really had a rough way to go last night and early today.

Dakota was up most of the night (as was his Daddy and I).

Over the past couple of weeks Dakota had thrown up a bit here and there. We didn’t think much of it at all because it was so sporadic.

This past Sunday night he threw up a bit, Monday nothing. Yesterday? BOOM!!!

"I like to be by my brother all the time!"


Dakota was vomiting white foam (which was really yellow when it was being mopped up) with a frequency that had his Daddy and I quite alarmed.

This started about 10 or 11pm and continued until this morning.

It broke my heart to see our normally alert and “smiling” Dakota in a rather blase’ state.

He loves his brother Cody, but I knew something was wrong because he had chosen to sleep curled  up under the chair that Cody was sleeping on which is not his usual sleeping spot of choice.

This morning I called our vet whom we adore (DePorre Veterinary Hospital, the home of “Dr.Smiley” as our Cody likes to call him) and were told that Dakota could be brought over at 8:15 am.

Daddy took Dakota to the vet because I was having flashbacks of when my cat Bobo was first diagnosed with heart disease and I was driving home in a raging snowstorm  from the vet alone and devastated. I couldn’t stop crying.  Today, I was afraid of how I would react if there had been bad news.  I always stay calm during the cleanup at home or in front of my babies at home but was afraid of how I would act at the vet if I were to be given bad news.

Our doctor did blood work, thankfully all was fine!

He took X-Rays which showed nothing significant.

That still leaves the dilemma, what was wrong?

I am thinking it could have been the treats that I was giving Dakota. I was giving him 3 different kinds at different times and I am wondering if one (or all) possibly didn’t agree with him?

The doctor said he seemed to be a little dehydrated as well, that seemed strange to me because every night before bed I fill his bowl with fresh drinking water and we do it again in the morning and various times throughout the day should Dakota’s bowl be empty. I am thinking he was a little dehydrated from vomiting.

So, what was really wrong remains a mystery.

I'm So Happy To Be Home!!

Dakota came home after a few hours at the vet.  He is not permitted to have ANY food today (which breaks my doting Jewish mother heart, one of the ways many Jewish mothers show their love is through the providing of “food, glorious food!”)

I have moved Cody’s bowls and food into another room where Dakota will not be able to see (and hopefully won’t be able to hear) his brother being fed.

"Hi Cody! I'm Home! Did You Miss Me?"

The doctor sent us home with IAMS Veterinary formula Intestinal (low residue) canned dog food. Dakota can have 1 tablespoon tomorrow morning. Then we have to wait a couple of hours and give him another tablespoonful. This will continue until he has eaten his allotment for tomorrow which will be the equivalent of a half of a can.

On Saturday we can start mixing the IAMS with his normal dog food.

I feel bad for my little guy. He is such a good dog at the vet. Actually we are blessed, both Cody and Dakota are fabulous at the vet. The vet constantly compliments both of our boys.

When my husband asked our vet how Dakota handled everything today, he said, “Dakota? He’s fine, he’s always laid back and fine!!” He mentioned how stoic Shelties are and that often if they aren’t feeling well you can’t always tell.

Hopefully my boy will be back to his silly and barking self real soon.

Thank you "Dr.Smiley!!"

Thank you to the staff at DePorre Veterinary Hospital (primarily “Dr.Smiley!!”)

Thank you to all of you who left comments both here and on Dakota’s Facebook page.

It means a lot! There are NO people like PET people and we HEART all of you!!








“Gimme the snack already!”

It’s snack time at my house.

Enough with the teasing

Just give me the snack already!

And Then There Were Four….

When I came to live with my Mom and Dad there was somebody else already living with them. That “somebody” was my now “kitty brother,” Cody.

Cody was adopted on July 28th, 2007, just a couple of weeks after Bobo passed. Mom couldn’t stand living without a cat any longer so she adopted Cody.


Cody was the King around their house from July until I arrived on the scene in October. Now we share the title. Mom still favors Cody much of the time (I am “too loud” and “in her face” too much) Mom likes the “love ’em and leave ’em” kind, the kind that love ya then SPLIT into another room. That’s just not my style. Dad, on the other paw, thinks the sun and the moon and the stars rotate around my luxurious fur, and THAT is as it should be!

My Daddy And I

Mom worried for weeks about how Cody was going to adjust to having me around (what about how I would adjust to HIM??). Dad happened to find a toy stuffed Sheltie that he bought for Mom and Mom got on the floor with Cody and went through all kinds of crazy gyrations, making the stuffed Sheltie “bark” and jump all around him. Trust me, that thing couldn’t even BEGIN to sound like I do when I am in a barking frenzy!

Mom was still nervous and searched the internet for how to introduce a dog into a house with a cat. She knew about others that would keep the cat and dog separate but she didn’t believe in doing that, she also didn’t think it was necessary. It wasn’t.

can't he stay in there forever?

Mom did a search online and read a tip about spraying herself, the cat and the dog with the SAME perfume. Then you bring the dog home in their crate and let the cat “sniff” around before letting the dog out. That is what Mom did! It worked like a charm! Cody only hissed at me one time (he NEVER has hissed at me again). The rest is history. We are best friends, “buds”, partners in crime and are great company for each other when Mom and Dad aren’t home. We love to chase each other. Cody always seems to win our chasing games. I don’t understand it.

Do you have a cat and dog in your house? Do you get along as well as Cody and I do? I sure hope so! Kitty brothers are the BEST!