Kizzie's new water bowl

I wouldn't like to say who ended up the wettest, but we both had fun               

New bowl

Kizzie doesn't eat, she hoovers up food. The new bowl doesn't slow her down much but her wind problem seems to be a lot better since I bought this.  It is called a slow feed bowl and I got mine from here  I highly recommend both the bowl and the company I got it from.

silence

My dad used to say "if you can't say anything good, don't say anything" 

Hence the silence!

Time for bed

I said "come on, Kizzie, bed time"

 

Kizzie said "if they can't find me they can't make me go to bed"

 

 I said "I know where you are", and Kizzie said "really"

I said "will you get into bed please" 

Kizzie said "I think I will sleep here tonight, my butt is nice and cool

 

 

 

 

 Kizzie slept very well and woke up an hour later than usual, she was busting for a wee, I came down just in time to see her run into her crate and squat. 

 

I said "Oh, thank you, I wondered what I could wash today.  The End

Who? Me?

what do you think

http://www.dogsblog.com/laila-3/ is the spitting image of my long lost Katydog.  I took one look and needed that little dog.  Then I read the description and took a deep breath.  Brian agreed that Kizzie might need a companion and had a chat with our vet's nurse about what the leishmania might mean.  It is bad news for Laila.  Luckily Sam has worked in the Mediteranean and knew the illness well.  It is incurable, often fatal, expensive to treat and the most important thing, it is transferable from dog to dog via the spores.  So whilst I cried for that little dog, I would never do anything to put Kizzie at risk.  I wonder if we should be importing dogs with this illness into a country which doesn't have it? 
What do you think?

Sam did think that getting a companion for Kizzie would be a great idea and we will no doubt seriously consider looking for a rescue dog.  Just not today.

Hopalong does good

I don't have a photo of Kizzie with her foot bandaged.  Brian was cutting her nails, I was shovelling treats in her mouth to take her mind off it.  I didn't shovel fast enough, Kizzie wriggled and Brian missed.  Loads of blood!!!  It wouldn't stop so we had a trip to see Sam, the nurse at our vets.  Kizzie was as good as gold and allowed Sam to inspect, cauterize and strap her foot.  And.... miss K kept the bandage on without trying to chew it.  What a good girl. 
The sad news was that we missed our first week of fun training.  We did good on Wednesday though and Hetty complimented us on a well behaved labradoodle.  I understand they are not always as focussed as my little darling.  Not that I claim the praise for Kizzie being such a greedy hog that she will do anything for food :)
The really bad news is that Kiz can't go walking until Monday.  We are keeping her busy with playing, training and doing puzzles, all for food of course.