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Old dog, new tricks

Dakota gets his 3rd chance at age 9

scaring the humans is fun!

May23

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the other nite i scared the humans. it was a lot of fun! we all went to bed. then i started coffing and choking. i did it on purpus. my momma lady getted out of her warm bed and watched me and talked to me and paid a lot of tention to me. i liked it. so i kept doing it. i hid from her, though, and she could not see my face and that made her worried. she opened my mouth to see if something was stuck in my throte but i did not like that. it made me barf some.

my momma lady taked me outside and i paced and paced and pretended to be rilly uncumftra, um, not feeling good. i don’t knoe how to spell it, but i pretended good. so she put me in the car and taked me to the mergency v-e-t.  my plan backfired. i did not want to do that. i only wanted pets and kisses.

i was so nervus at the mergency v-e-t. shaky shaky shaky. slobbers all over the place. i had a miracle! i made the coffing stop. they still taked a picture of my lungs and neck. they said i looked fine. now please pay $250. then they say if you wanna leave her we can watch her and you can pay more money. my momma lady said no thanks i can watch her for free.

so now i am a mystery. cept my momma lady is pretty sure i was pretending and went too far. i can’t tell. if i do, i mite get in trubble.

that was my intresting nite. how was yours?

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love, evelyn


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“scaring the humans is fun!”

  1. May 23rd, 2013 at 1:34 pm      Reply Michelle Says:

    oh Evelyn. I bet your momma was really really scared. She loves you & your silly mug. great pictures 🙂

    michelle & sassy


  2. May 23rd, 2013 at 1:42 pm      Reply rica55 Says:

    EVELYN!!!!!! don’t scare do such things! Your mama doesn’t need that kind of scare! You are too precious to be scaring her like that. I am so glad you are ok!! You stay healthy!!!!!!!!!! I love you. Your pictures are too cute for words. I wanna snuggle you for days and days and days!

    xoxoxoxoxo,
    Erica


  3. May 23rd, 2013 at 10:50 pm      Reply benny55 Says:

    Evelyn, clearly your sense of humor has been influenced greatly by Dakota Dawg. That trick is so disturbingly dysfunctional that it could only have been guided by a dog who still wants to remind his earth family that he controls Evelyn:-) 🙂 I guess it was Dakota’s way of reminding you that Evelyn’s a cutie pie, but still so immature and has to get a lot more life experience under her little bulldog belt to become the wise sage that he is!!

    Those pictures are a d o r a b l e:-) 🙂 Love, love, love the mug! And that little chunk of a bulldog body, what a figure:-) 🙂 🙂

    Evelyn, we need more pictures and I guess this was one way out decided you could get our photo taken. Think your momma got the hint and will take more photos! No more stunts though!!

    Nice pelvis:-) 🙂 🙂

    Sally and Happy Hannah


    • May 23rd, 2013 at 11:04 pm      Reply evelyn Says:

      thank you sally. do you knoe i prolly way as much as hannah? i am a big girl. my momma lady says i am midwestern sturdy. i do not knoe what that means. i will see about more pictures. maybe some with a pelvis.


  4. May 25th, 2013 at 8:35 pm      Reply jerry Says:

    Oh Evelyn! Couldn’t you do something to scare them that didn’t cost so much money? Sheesh!

    I’m glad you’re OK though. Your people love you a LOT girlfriend!


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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.