My new furry baby, Smokey.
October 16, 2015 at 12:40 am
(This post was last modified: October 16, 2015 at 12:45 am by Whateverist.)
More than two years ago we lost our first ever male dog Fletcher, an Aussie, to old age. About a year ago, I found a wonderful heeler or heeler cross we named Buddy. Sadly when my brother told me he was afraid for his kids around him -and after he bit through a new truck tire and a friend's leg- I decided his issues would have to be dealt with by someone else.
So now that I'm retired I have once more brought a little boy into the house, this time a real pup. Smokey is a couple days shy of 11 weeks old tonight. He is the deliberate cross of a aussie and a heeler (Australian Shepherd and Australian Cattle Dog) .. what my older dog Heidi Rose is too, most likely.
Here he is on his first day in Berkeley.
Unfortunately, all did not go well. After tolerating the boy all day something happened which led to her breaking his jaw. As I called my brother, Heidi trotted off around a bend in the garden and he galloped after. Almost immediately he let out the universal puppy distress call. I came around the corner to find her over him, as he continued to scream. A quick trip to the local emergency hospital was inconclusive as they didn't have dental quality X-ray equipment. The next day I drove him up to the U.C. Davis Veterinarian Hospital. They took the x-rays, did lots of other testing and extracted a broken molar. I picked him up two days later outfitted like this as he shall remain for a month.
So now that I'm retired I have once more brought a little boy into the house, this time a real pup. Smokey is a couple days shy of 11 weeks old tonight. He is the deliberate cross of a aussie and a heeler (Australian Shepherd and Australian Cattle Dog) .. what my older dog Heidi Rose is too, most likely.
Here he is on his first day in Berkeley.
Unfortunately, all did not go well. After tolerating the boy all day something happened which led to her breaking his jaw. As I called my brother, Heidi trotted off around a bend in the garden and he galloped after. Almost immediately he let out the universal puppy distress call. I came around the corner to find her over him, as he continued to scream. A quick trip to the local emergency hospital was inconclusive as they didn't have dental quality X-ray equipment. The next day I drove him up to the U.C. Davis Veterinarian Hospital. They took the x-rays, did lots of other testing and extracted a broken molar. I picked him up two days later outfitted like this as he shall remain for a month.