Posts under ‘Animals’

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October 16, 1999 – December 17, 2009
Today Kip and I said good-bye to Argus – our sweet, loving, and funny boy. Despite our attempts to make him more comfortable, he declined rapidly and was not eating. This morning he vomited every time he tried to drink water. Always a hard decision when to help a [...]

Today Argus had an ultrasound done to see if this, along with the blood work we had done, could pinpoint what was going on with him. We now have a definitive diagnosis and it is not good.
Argus has primary malignant lymphoma with metastasis to liver, spleen and several other organs and tissues.  The liver is [...]

We woke up this morning to the first real snow of the season – only about an inch…but, it was a surprise and then a delight for Raven who has never experienced the white stuff before. She initially stood on the deck with a concerned look on her face. Then Argus sauntered off into the [...]

This past weekend Kip and I visited his brother and sister-in-law just outside of Sacramento. You might remember that this is where Raven was first introduced to swimming. She’s come a long way since that day.

Her style of entry is to run full speed, get some air, tuck up her feet and canon-ball into [...]

…too big to pick up! (*click on photos to enjoy a larger view)
She hates when I pick her up – I think she feels a bit humiliated by the whole thing; or maybe it is just not being in control that annoys her. I haven’t weighed her in a couple of weeks, but I [...]

Ten days ago Raven had surgery to spay her. She is more than 6 months old now and we do not want stray dogs flocking to our home, and we don’t want puppies. So this was Raven a week ago last Thursday – the quietest we’ve ever seen her. It didn’t last long. Here she [...]

This article was first published in The Piker Press

copyright 2005 Wendy Robards

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Fog drapes the manzanita bushes and wisps across the pavement in front of my car. The road is dark with damp and at its edge sits a golden animal. I brake because I think it’s a stray dog, maybe injured and in [...]