I’ve frequently said Delilah and I are very alike. We are both determined, stubborn, and persistent, with a desire to please people. These traits can be both a blessing and a curse depending upon the situation.
One of my favorite sayings that I heard from my friend Laura is “No is when the negotiations begin.” I would say this holds true for both Delilah and myself. The surest way to get me to do anything is to tell me I can’t do it.
I try something and it doesn’t work so I try it in a different way. Sometimes though, I have to accept the fact that it’s just not doable.
Thankfully dogs are not capable of understanding can’t. And Delilah NEVER takes no for an answer.
Me: Delilah you aren’t a lap dog.
Delilah: How can you say that? Look I fit.
When we got our last big snowstorm, I didn’t get around to shoveling off the back stairs and once the snow starting melting, the stairs got really dangerous. I took to placing a wicker patio chair upside down at the bottom of the steps to prevent the dogs from going up or down.
Except it didn’t.
What the woof is this chair doing in my way?
Delilah of course, went off into the snow and jumped off the wall.
These dogs will be the death of me.
Sampson had his ACL surgery on Tuesday.
The surgeon said it went exactly the way you’d like your dog’s surgery to go. The procedure used is called TTA. This required Sampson to spend the night at the vets. That was super hard for me, as he has never stayed at the vet’s office before. I checked in on him throughout his stay and he seemed to tolerate it well, although he may have a touch of stress colitis going on, so I’m keeping a close eye on him.
My sister went with me to help me get him in and out of the car and into the house. While we were waiting we got a bit silly.
They had this really cool statue in the lobby, I’m not sure you can tell or not, but it’s on a platform with wheels. After waiting about 10 minutes, my sister said, “Let’s put the cone, collar and leash on the ‘dog’ and I’ll push, you pull and we can take it for a walk.”
We giggled. Then I handed her my phone and said, “Push this button and take my picture with the dog and the cone.”
Oh yes I did.
I’m best not left alone to my own devices when I’m anxious.
Eventually we met with the physical therapist and FINALLY she went and got Sampson. As soon as he got out of the car, he peed and pooped. Once in the house he took a big drink of water and finished his breakfast. About fifteen minutes later, he threw up. The next time he went outside and pooped I noticed a little blood on it. I called the vet’s office and that’s when they said he may have some stress colitis going on. We both tended to agree the vomiting was due to him drinking so much water. but I was advised to keep an eye on it and call if it continues.
I’m planning a post on Sampson’s recovery and what it entails and that will probably be some time next week, but I did want to update you all and let you know how he was doing and thank you all again for the awesome support. I couldn’t have gotten through Tuesday without your texts, phone calls, messages and comments. You are the very best friends a girl could have!! Please bear with me as we get through the next phase of Sampson’s recovery and I hope to be back visiting and catching up with all of you soon!
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