Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dog. Show all posts

Friday, April 9, 2010

Deep Heat and Dog Pyjamas

I kinda injured my ankle a few weeks ago, just how I'm not sure, but it's been kinda sore for a few weeks. I 'managed' to get into the Dr's today (After waiting three weeks) He had a poke and a prod at my ankle, said something about tendons and my Achilles and suggested anti-inflammatory and deep heat, before going to the expense of an ultrasound etc.

I've not used deep heat in probably 15 years. So consequently I forgot just how 'heated' it gets. I rubbed some in (With gloves - thanks to the chemist for giving me the heads up there. I think I've mentioned before she's 'stunning'!) waited about five minutes and thought - well this is shit! So I put some more on.... It was starting to heat up while I was rubbing in the 2nd dose. So lesson learnt - do be impatience wait about 10 mins as it will get hot.

On other news. I went out last night for my Uncle's 50th birthday dinner. I was due there at 6pm, so I got into the shower at 5:40pm got out went to get dressed. JEANS didn't fit! I bought these new jeans at the beginning of February, and now it's the beginning of April and they don't fit! I know the cause of it, shitty food, and consuming my body weight in chocolate over the Easter period.

So starting Monday. I'm getting of my arse and back into the exercise routine, back onto the bike, and walking the dog twice a day, as he too is putting on the beef. He's spoilt rotten though, Re food and smacko's so I only have myself to blame. But if I'm getting exercise, then so is he. He'll be getting long walks in the morning, and shorter normal walks in the afternoon, we'll both be back to our usual self in no time - Plus he needs to loose a bit of weight so he'll fit into his winter pyjama's Yes my dog has pyjama's for winter, as he's a short haired dog, and feel the cold.

*Anyone* stating that my dog wears a dress, will receive a growl from my dog (True story there) A friend of my mum's came over to my place in winter time last year, laughed and said my dog was wearing a dress. Scoob growled at him, and I was like Ooooo shit here we go. I told him (My mum's friend) to watch it, as Scoob is sensitive about his fashion!!! (which was code for Fuck off you arsehole!)

I handed in my uni assignment today which was due today, and I've got the one due Monday 'started' but I'll be working non-stop on that over the weekend. Now however is the point where I remove myself from my computer, and find something to eat, watch a movie and call it a night.

That's all I've got.

Monday, March 22, 2010

I have a sick woofy

My dog is sick the poor thing. He’s been throwing up his food for the past couple of days. I originally put it down to him hoovering the food down too quickly. But today he was left a 'grazing' bowl. When I got home this afternoon to find him mid spew I called the vet about getting him in to see him. He told me to bring him down at 4:30 so I did.

My dog is a pure bred boxer (I’ll find a picture and post below) His name is Scooby, he’s six years old and spoilt rotten. He’s awesome though and I love him to bits, he’s super loyal, offers me unconditional love. Though he’s not sharing the love right now as I’m not allowed to feed him until tomorrow.

This is the first dog I‘ve owned. All the past dogs have been ‘family’ pets. But Scoob was a birthday present from my brother (Quite possibly the best birthday present ever!) He’s been in several locations in his six years with me re houses etc, not that he really notices that he's moved house! He’s just super happy to see me when I get home, and sulks when I leave :( He barks when required to warn off people who shouldn’t be near my house! Plus I know he’d defend me after I had a friend try and wrestle me to the ground once (He was totally pissing about!) and Scoob fully went the guy (Aww he’s my little four legged protector)

So to see him sick is awful. He’s never been a sickly dog with the exception of some allergies he gets from the wet grass sometimes. But I’ve got cream to put on his feet (Along with dog socks which he hates) that clears up his rash from the wet grass. Plus the current war wounds to his face from playing with my uncles dog. She’s a little staffy – who likes to bite his lips! (See red marks on up close photo below)

While I know Boxers aren’t known for their longevity. I hope to have him around for a few more years to come. He rocks, and I love him for being a part of my life. If you don’t have a pet, and you’re able to have one. I so suggest you get one. Either a cat or a dog (I prefer dogs, but have had cats in the past) They bring an entire new level to your life, and for children they teach them the a valuable lesson in life – responsibility!

That’s all I’ve got.

Top image is Scoob checking out the postman. Second one is him going 'Ooo what do you have in your hand, is it food?'