Stubborn as ever, Melody is pushing us around and when her legs don't do what she tells them, she leaps forward. Such a fighter!


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We went to the vet this afternoon because Melody was having a lot of trouble walking and looked like she was breathing heavily. They took X-rays. Turns out she'd just over-exerted herself and her lung function was much better than two days ago. The pneumonia had cleared up nicely ( Read more... )

Well, she's eating like a horse. She went through an entire package of chicken thighs yesterday and ate a beef liver today so far. But she's not drinking. We literally have to force water on her. It's weird. But we're doing it ( Read more... )

I'm sleeping (or rather lying awake) on the couch downstairs again tonite because Melody isn't getting her feet under herself and I'd rather not come down in the morning to find she'd hurt herself on the marble steps or something. As opposed to last night, she seems calm and comfortable on her couch. She's panting a bit and she's pissed off as ( Read more... )

Melody has pneumonia, not metastatic cancer that's reached her lungs. Very relieved at the moment, even though she's showing no interest in food. We really though we were going to say goodbye to her this morning, but her bloodwork is all clean except for an infection. Azithromycin to the rescue!

Melody hurt one of her back legs a few weeks ago when jumping down from the couch. Since she only has one front leg, this makes it impossible for her to avoid using the back leg, and therefore it's giving her some pain. Add that to the typical greyhound insistence on doing exactly the wrong thing for an injury (pacing back and forth over and over ( Read more... )

I have now done five straight days of Irish practice.  One hour a day, Monday through Friday.  This is the same amount of time I spent in Japanese class every week before I went to Japan, so it's definitely a goodly amount.  It's a... I don't know if "collegiate" is the right descriptive word, but it's much more than the one hour a week you get ( Read more... )

Eating happened on Sunday afternoon. We'd tried everything and she just wasn't interested. And then around 2:30pm, I heard a ruckus coming from Bob's office. Melody had knocked over the plastic bowl that Bob put some chicken in, and because of her bruised neck, she couldn't get to the bits that fell on the floor. So I picked them up and fed ( Read more... )

Well, things are rapidly returning to normal here. Bob didn't get much sleep last night because he camped out with Mei-Mei on the floor in his office and she kept pushing him off the cushions. This is the bed of cushions roughly the size of a double bed that Miss Thing didn't want anything to do with yesterday. Apparently when Bob is trying to ( Read more... )

Well, Queen Empress Bitch Dog is home and already asserting her personality. She has a lovely den all set up in Bob's office, with her own water and and fan pointed on her. But she keeps trying to escape and be in the living room with "Da Boyz". She asked me to take her out, and I did, but all she wanted to do was go back inside through the ( Read more... )