In September we lost our first fur baby, Sadie. Even though she was 15 and we saw it coming it was still hard. She was our baby before we had real babies. She has been there since the day we moved into our first house together. There was no point in our adult lives that she wasn’t a part of.
We tried to give Revo all the extra attention. Trips to the dog park, tons of love…but you could tell he was sad. Not that Sadie played with him or really did anything other than sleep most of the time. But she was his friend and you could tell losing her had an effect on him. He just seemed to age (I mean, he will be 10 in June) quickly and just seemed…old. Or mopey. Or both.
So… we started stalking the local shelter Facebook pages and applied for a sweet little shepherd mix that looked like Revo but was terrified of everyone. That one didn’t work out for us so we kept looking. We had a few we were interested in and ended up falling in love with this face.
His name is Sheldon. His mom came to the rescue last year pregnant and had her litter with her foster family. They were all named after characters from The Big Bang Theory and they all found homes. And then one was returned. Sheldon. He was about 7 months old with zero manners and we decided that was for us!
He fit in beautifully and really brought Revo to life again. But man, no manners. He’s cute though. Thankfully. We forgot how crazy it is having a young spunky dog that doesn’t know the ropes around here. Boy was our work cut out for us. And, he’s part Australian Shepherd…so yeah. He’s ALWAYS bored. Either we keep him busy or he finds ways to busy himself which usually involves eating his way through something important. He’s also a jumper but is so much better now than he was at first. And for all the ways he’s a pain, he is perfectly crate trained and great on walks. A little distractible but he doesn’t pull and really is just happy to be outside with us.
Now, if we’re Facebook friends I know you’ve heard all about how he’s the worst dog ever. And he kind of is but he’s also the best. And he really has improved over the 3 and a half months he’s with been us. He will be 1 at the end of June (the 26th! Fate.) He’s teaching me a lot about patience haha But he just loves so hard. You can’t not love him back.
Huge thank you to Purple PAWS for bringing this hunk of a beast dog into our lives <3 If you’re in the Manhattan, KS area and thinking of adopting a new furbaby, check them out!
Maybe. It’s a something. I should prolly wait until T get back from the vet before I go blogging about my cancer-ridden dog.
But I’m not gonna. So I’ll give you the back story again since I already started in the last post. We took Revo (we being actually just Thomas) to the vet because we found a large lump at the base of his tail while giving him a bath. The bath was because he has been SUPER itchy and chewing his tail into baldness.
(If you don’t want to see scabby bald dog back…don’t scroll down)
The vet visit resulted in a shaved back/tail. Poor guy. He has some kind of allergy and is now on 2 different meds and an itch spray. And he’s bald. I swear every time he is shaved for something it takes forever to grow back…and as soon as it does he’s shaved for something else.
I love the dog but let me just say over his life he may be the most expensive pet ever. Any who, back and tail are gross but the itchy seems to have stopped and he’s actually taking the pills without a fight which is new.
The vet tried to see what was in the lump on his tail. Didn’t seem to be an abcess or a fatty tumor (she thought) so we were sent to another vet to check him out and do a biopsy to find out what it is exactly. That’s where they are now. Hoping they get something done. The original vet said if it were her dog she would prolly just take the tail whether it was cancer or not because where it is might be hard to close. TAKE HIS TAIL. I know this happens all the time. We have friends who had their dogs whole LEG taken off…but it still makes me sad. Revo without a tail. He’s such a happy dog he needs his tail. So sad. But that’s still a maybe. I really should just let them finish the vet visit before I decide amputation is definitely happening.
His butt will be bald for months, poor guy. Maybe I’ll make him a butt sweater.
Also, going on record to say that other than 11 years of incontinence, our pound puppy, Sadie, is the healthiest freakin dog and will prolly live 10 more years. Also again, if Revo does need surgery at least we can get his nails cut without him completely losing his mind. Silver lining…kinda.
Have I mentioned how much I love having a big backyard again? I think there are some others that like it a little bit too…
These two have a LOT of fun together outside.
Revo really really loves playing fetch. And he especially loves his frisbee.
Or at least what’s left of it…
He would do this all day. Pretty sure even if he was dead tired if we picked up a stick or a frisbee he’d have to go for it.