Dyana
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Yesterday's Condo
Last Night:
428 PMPS
251 +4
341 +7.75
J.D. started the evening by eating a little over 1/8 can of FF and during the evening and night got 45ml of syringed food.
He has had 30ml of syringed MaxCal this morning so far, and ate a couple bites of some FF Chunky Chicken and a couple bites of MC FF Medleys, and we went out for 3 walks. He had a small hardish poo.
OT: I do not know why humans do not train their dogs. Every dog I have ever lived with has been trained.
We were out in the middle of the large lawn. J.D. was with me and Ginger had galloped to a tree near the walkway. A new neighbor came out of her condo with a yellow labish dog. This dog was pulling on the leash toward J.D. and I. The woman said can we come say hi? The dog didn't look all that friendly towards cats.. I said "watch out, he (J.D.) is 20" and pointing to Ginger "and she attacks dogs.". She says oh is that a cat? looking at J.D. as she is walking closer. No, lady, he's a large Boston Terrier with pointed ears! :roll: When they are about 8 feet away the dog twists and gets out of it's collar. I say sternly get that dog away from me as I am leaning over J.D. to protect him. The lady is struggling to get the collar back on like she barely knows what she's doing. I am between the dog and J.D. and I put out my hand with some weird clawing action at the dogs nose and it shows it's teeth and growls and acts defensive (puts more weight on it's back end) at me like it's going to bite me. I am saying again and again "get that dog away from me" and am getting scared, so the dog would have sensed the fear. Then Ginger gets up and starts heading our way, with her fur all up. The lady finally gets the collar on the dog and gets it led away and I tell Ginger to stay there and she does, and I praise her for being a good girl. It was like she was going to protect us. I feel like making a complaint. If you're too stupid to know that dogs need training then at least get a collar that he can't get out of.
I'm grumpy, because I didn't get to sleep in this morning.
J.D. was walking around pretty well on the first two walks, and then was walking a little more weaker in the hind end and less balanced when we walked off the big lawn on that third walk. He also looked like his hind quarters were lower to the ground than his shoulders when he finally climbed all those stairs and we got home. He is now laying in his (dog) bed, and maybe I'll try to catch some shut eye.
Last Night:
428 PMPS
251 +4
341 +7.75
J.D. started the evening by eating a little over 1/8 can of FF and during the evening and night got 45ml of syringed food.
He has had 30ml of syringed MaxCal this morning so far, and ate a couple bites of some FF Chunky Chicken and a couple bites of MC FF Medleys, and we went out for 3 walks. He had a small hardish poo.
OT: I do not know why humans do not train their dogs. Every dog I have ever lived with has been trained.
We were out in the middle of the large lawn. J.D. was with me and Ginger had galloped to a tree near the walkway. A new neighbor came out of her condo with a yellow labish dog. This dog was pulling on the leash toward J.D. and I. The woman said can we come say hi? The dog didn't look all that friendly towards cats.. I said "watch out, he (J.D.) is 20" and pointing to Ginger "and she attacks dogs.". She says oh is that a cat? looking at J.D. as she is walking closer. No, lady, he's a large Boston Terrier with pointed ears! :roll: When they are about 8 feet away the dog twists and gets out of it's collar. I say sternly get that dog away from me as I am leaning over J.D. to protect him. The lady is struggling to get the collar back on like she barely knows what she's doing. I am between the dog and J.D. and I put out my hand with some weird clawing action at the dogs nose and it shows it's teeth and growls and acts defensive (puts more weight on it's back end) at me like it's going to bite me. I am saying again and again "get that dog away from me" and am getting scared, so the dog would have sensed the fear. Then Ginger gets up and starts heading our way, with her fur all up. The lady finally gets the collar on the dog and gets it led away and I tell Ginger to stay there and she does, and I praise her for being a good girl. It was like she was going to protect us. I feel like making a complaint. If you're too stupid to know that dogs need training then at least get a collar that he can't get out of.
I'm grumpy, because I didn't get to sleep in this morning.
J.D. was walking around pretty well on the first two walks, and then was walking a little more weaker in the hind end and less balanced when we walked off the big lawn on that third walk. He also looked like his hind quarters were lower to the ground than his shoulders when he finally climbed all those stairs and we got home. He is now laying in his (dog) bed, and maybe I'll try to catch some shut eye.
