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Humans are such suckers

March28

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My Woman wrote in the forums here about my roommate Evelyn. She had some weird stuff going on and it seems to be this funky head tremor syndrome that bulldogs sometimes have. All the stuff on the interpipes says it’s harmless and the dog doesn’t hurt and so forth. My Woman is taking Evelyn for a bloodletting just for fun (she says it’s “to be sure Evvie’s ok”) next week. And Evelyn only did it once yesterday and none today, so she seems perfectly fine. I think she was faking anyway.

Now here’s where it gets funny. I also have a Man, you know. This Man does not know it, but he is wrapped around Evelyn’s little spotted paws so tightly that she twitches and he comes to see what she needs. She is such a princess, even if she is an ugly one that snores like an SOB. Whatever that  means. So yesterday my Man and my Woman went to a store. It’s called a hardware store but it’s really not. It’s so much more. It’s kind of like Christmas in a store. I know; I’ve been there.

In this store, my Man was buying something called bolts. Whatever. While he was getting them, he apparently told my Woman to go to their fancy-schmancy dog section (and it’s amazing and huge) and get some dog treats to make Evelyn feel better. My Woman told me this later. This is what she said: She picked out a box of dog cookies and then my Man asked her why she was being so stingy with one measly box. So he picked up another box. And then–this is where it gets good–he picked out a package of (wait for it)…dehydrated ostrich liver! Have you ever? Me neither!!! And damn, these were good cookies! Not that cheap crap she usually buys. These were high-class crap!

When they got home, I pulled my Woman aside and asked her about the shopping spree. She’s not usually like that. But he is. My Man loves to buy us goodies. She told me all this. I asked how much it cost. She said “don’t ask.” Ha! And all because they feel so bad for the poor widdle bulldawggie that has the head bobbles! Suckers!


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“Humans are such suckers”

  1. March 28th, 2012 at 9:59 pm      Reply Tazzie Says:

    You are too funny DakotaDawg. Maybe they just feel sorry for headbobbles since he has four legs. Must be hard to figure out what to do with all that extra weight.


  2. March 28th, 2012 at 11:36 pm      Reply Lylee Girl Says:

    D-Dawg – just wait ’til they’re not looking and gobble not whole box and make them think Evie MD quadpoop did it. They will still have one box left so everypawdy wins – ‘specialy you 😉
    Luvs ya
    TWP Lylee


  3. March 28th, 2012 at 11:48 pm      Reply AngelAbbysMom Says:

    If you are getting dehydrated ostrich livers outta yer roommate’s head bobbles, I wonder… will you encourage her to do it more often?

    Bloodletting doesn’t sound like fun. Maybe you guys can work that to your advantage for some more good treats!


  4. March 29th, 2012 at 7:53 am      Reply etgayle Says:

    yikes, dehydrated ostrich???? you guys in colorado are ‘up town’!! hope sis doesn’t fuss too much with the needle, and hope you continue to get great treats.

    charon & spirit gayle


  5. March 29th, 2012 at 4:32 pm      Reply sparkythedog Says:

    DEAR DAKOTA DAWG

    WE DO NOT HAVE OSTRICH IN OUR HARDWARE STORE. WE JUST HAVE BOLTS. I KNOW. I GOED THERE BEFORE. I THINK YOU SHOULD START TO BOBBLE YOU HEAD TO MAKE THE HUMANS FEEL SORRY FOR YOU. IT WILL WORK. YOU WILL GET MORE TREATS. YOU WILL GET THE FANCY KIND. IT WORKED FOR THE MONKEYBUTT EVVIE.
    GOOD LUCK!
    LOVE FROM SPARKY ONLY GETS BISCUITS


  6. March 29th, 2012 at 5:57 pm      Reply kviz Says:

    Double D!!!

    Dehydrated Big Bird??? Don’t complain. I think you should “suddenly” get the head bobbles too. Next time, they will buy FOUR boxes. Hop Strong and Carry On!!

    Love, Pegz


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What came before

Dakota is our Golden Retriever mix, and he was likely born in February 2002. His full name is South Dakota Watson, and we found him on Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota in August 2002. The area we discovered him had no homes, no structures, no bodies of water, no shelter. He had his permanent teeth but was still a puppy, so we assumed 6 months was a reasonable age guesstimate. He weighed 12 pounds, which was grossly underweight. Two weeks later, he weighed 23 pounds. He was too weak to eat much so we fed him 6 times a day. Sometimes he would just collapse at his food dish and fall down, and I would have to feed him by hand.

I wish Dakota could write this page because he is the only one who knows the beginning. From his birth until the day we found him, we have no idea what he endured. Well, that’s not entirely true. We know some of it, and other bits we can infer from his behavior. For instance, we know for a fact that Dakota was suffering from malnutrition, sarcoptic mange, assorted internal parasites, flea anemia, dehydration and dental enamel hypoplasia (pitting and staining of the teeth commonly resulting from distemper as a puppy before the teeth emerge). We can infer that Dakota had distemper from the hypoplasia. We can infer that he was deliberately dumped. And we can infer that a man in a baseball cap wearing sunglasses hit him with some kind of stick and chased him off with a hose. Dakota has problems with all of those things.

Dakota has every reason in the world to hate people, but he doesn’t. He’s very mistrustful of strangers, but he is beyond loyal to his family. Once he meets someone and gets the ok from us, he opens his heart to them, too. He is very attached to me, probably because he was isolated (due to the mange) for the first 11 weeks we had him. He had nice digs set up for him in our house, but he could only look at our other 2 dogs and not touch them. I was the one providing all his care during that time, as we found out the hard way that mange can be transfered to humans. To protect our young son, no one but me played with Dakota during those 11 weeks.

Because we feel pretty sure that Dakota survived distemper, and he survived being abandoned, surviving cancer should be no biggie for him.

We know Dakota’s cancer is not an osteosarcoma, and his chest films were clear, one month apart. We are very optimistic about his long-term prognosis in light of those facts. Hopefully we have several more years with him and he will grow old with us, just as he should.

Right after we got home with Dakota, all 12 pounds of him.

Eyes swollen shut, ragged ears, and just as calm as could be.