Checking in from NE Ohio. On the 29th I was not out much because Jenna was having puppies. But it was raining and melting, and steams were rising all over the place. Yesterday there was high winds and a rain storm, warm, pouring, every white thing melted, and pouring and flooding. A few days ago it was 7 degrees. Today isn't all that cold, maybe 20-25, but the wind makes it feel so much colder.
I still think something is wrong with Babsy. Maybe a brain tumor. All my joints were hurting. Maybe she was too. But she has NEVER been afraid of storms or thunder or gunshots. Yesterday around dusk, the yayhoo next door started shooting off his huge gun. Boom, Boom Boom Boom, Boom, Boom Boom, Boom I think you get the picture. It was too dark for target practice, and Babs was trying to get into the space under my computer! This is so weird.
I took her outside, and she went out with me, and she pottied and we came in, and the booming continued. And she is trying to get under the desk again. What the heck is all that about?
She is weirded out by the puppy noises, and knows things are funky, but maybe she could feel this mother of a storm. Last night the wind was howling and blowing and the house was shaking and cold is coming right in as though the walls are non-existent. I went to sleep at 4AM, and was awakened by thunder and lighting, at 5:20. So much for getting a little sleep! But Babs was perfectly fine with that lightning and thunder.
Yayhoo has shot off that gun before without her being weenie about it. And my other neighbor who is even closer shoots squirrels out of the back of his house, and she has never bothered with that. Brain tumor. Something is still not right with her. She has a hot spot. Her bloodwork showed some toxic something so they wormed her, though no worms were found by them, or the lab they sent the samples to. She is still eating hit and miss. And she is snoring now. She is staying closer to me when I am there.
Anyhow, I know I am OLD now. The wind and blowing out there reminds me of the winter of '78. Driving cold and blowing! And my joints are killing me. I don't know if it is the barametric pressure from the storm, and that is why I am thinking something going on in her brain. I think the pressure is changing her behavior.
I will be glad when this storm is over, and when the propane man shows up, and when the puppies start gaining weight. I am not sure what more I can do for Babs. I have taken her in, and we did the bloodwork, and they found nothing, and say she doesn't look a day over four. If he does have some malignancy though, I am not going to operate or do chemo though, so does it make sense to try and look farther? And I don't even know what they can still do. It is all just little behavior changes, and nothing really to be concerned with, like aggression, or pain, or lack of mobility. She had lost weight, but has already gained it back again. And the bloodwork is fine, so I am crazy. But there is something going on.
Jenna, RN CGC & Babs, CD RA CGC HIC
Heidi, RA CGC
SG3 Odessa, SchH1, Kkl1, AD
Ninja, RN CGC & Milla, RN CGC
Joy, Star Puppy, RN CGC
Dolly CGC & Bear CGC
Last edited by selzer; 01-31-2013 at 01:19 PM.