Tag: Loki

Happy National Puppy Day

It's National Puppy Day! Here's Loki, aka: The Cracker, when he was just a wee thing in Taiwan, sometime in 2007. Even as a puppy, his penetrating eyes impart a heartbreaking story of abandonment, fear, anxiety and a desperation to find *his* person—one who spoke his language so many before misunderstood—to whom he’d gift his […]

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Loki and The Back Creek Band

When I posted the memory about Loki teaching the two packs of coyotes to sing in our forest, I had a few people ask for videos. So for weeks, I've been trying to record the coyote pack singing with Loki.  It's harder than you think. A siren goes by, sets off a dog and the […]

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Mistaken Identities

Once again, Juno proves that she is really a German Shepherd in a Siberian Husky suit. Coming back from our walk, I unleashed the dogs once we got onto the pasture on our property. She immediately put her nose to the ground and followed a scent. As soon as we go to Upper Nitwit trailhead, we found […]

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Glamorous Life

Per Dogtor's treatment orders, I had to flush the cracker's willie with Chlorhexidine to treat a small infection. He didn't love it, but he didn't try to bitey me. The cracker is getting soft in his older years. I could never get Loki to perform the roll over trick that Juno does. He's done it […]

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Good to Go

On Monday, the cracker was given two thumbs up from his surgeon. Loki's re-check x-rays showed the bone is healed from the #TPLO surgery and there's no inflammation in the patella which meant he did not over-do himself during recovery. It's a miracle! Actually, he exceeded my expectations in staying quiet during recovery. I even […]

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Happy Loki-versary!

This weekend we celebrated Loki's 8th year with us and his 9th (roughly) birthday. He's been one of the best teachers I've had in my life as he taught me how to listen, really listen, without words. Sure, his recent TPLO surgery put a huge dent in the wallet, but in the end, it only […]

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Sabbatical

"Cracker's Log 0062016. The humans call this a sabbatical. I'm not allowed to work or patrol the property. I may as well not be allowed to breathe."

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BioMat is the New Drug

"Cracker's Log 0022016. I made it through the harrowing night. It was touch and go as I didn't have all of my cracker faculties, but I was able to whine and pace the bed room enough times to convince the human to leave the comfort of her bed and take me back to the office […]

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Crackers are not Bulletproof

Loki and I had butterflies as we waited for him to be admitted on Thursday morning. His surgery went well. By 3:00 the doctor called me and said he behaved very well before surgery for all the ladies and the doctor. It was a completely torn cruciate ligament. His meniscus is intact. He has no arthritis. […]

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TPLO for the Cracker

Well, it's official. The cracker has actually torn his cruciate ligament and not just strained it. I think early on it was hard to tell because he'd get better at times. But I had a feeling it would go this way.

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Spring Cleaning

"Hey Big Boy, Mom says after our walkies she's gonna give you a bath. But not me. Because I'm a husky. And huskies are awesome and don't need baths because our furs reject dirt and so we're never dirty." "Princepessa, don't mess with my mentals. That's not even remotely funny." It's true. Huskies never get […]

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He's a Banana Head with Cracked Out Moves

Big Sigh of Relief! X-rays and vet exam show the cracker (who's been nursing a back leg owie for weeks) does NOT have a torn cruciate ligament, nor does he have arthritis, bone cancer or any bone fragmentation. Whatever Loki's doing to his back leg via his banana-head zoomies, is muscular. Rehab at Sage Veterinary […]

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Tough Love

"Hey Big Boy! Whatchya doin' with that crackery thing on your noggin?" The criminal not only photobombs the cracker but as usual, tries to intrude upon his morning meditations.

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Cracker Calming Techniques

"A little FIR for my furs is just what the doctor ordered."  -  361/365

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Memories of Mastication Madness

"Hey Princess, remember that time you ate the seats in Mom's Mini Cooper?" "Yah, those were good times Daddy-O. Good, good, times. Think the seats in this blue baby will be as fun?" Don't worry, Internet. It's not my car and I didn't stay long to see what the husky had in mind! 360/365

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A Cracker's Core Power

355/365 Crossfit ain't got nothin' on a cracker's core power!  The other day, he took care of his business (#2) while balancing on only one front paw. Sorry Internet, I had no camera to catch the action. You'll just have to take my word for it. He happened to choose a spot with a bunch of […]

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On to Redwoodier Pastures

After 23 years with the same company, Mr. Wild Dingo is ditching the rat race morning commute to begin a new opportunity where two of his office mates will be furrier and the other, although a whiny Lymie, will keep him healthy with home cooked lunches and green smoothies. He'll still be traveling 50-60% but […]

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Wine Goals

Wine Goals - 335/365 "My number one goal is to get my patients drinking again," said my Lyme doctor.

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The Perfect Weather

Perfect Weather - 330/365 Is it crazy that I love cold, foggy rainy days? Mr. Wild Dingo would be very happy if we never had rain, but ever since Lyme hit me, I've longed for long dark cold winters. Although some days are still too warm for me (in the 50's or 60's), there have […]

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Every Girl's Crazy about a Sharp-Dressed Man

312/365 "Princess, do you think this coat makes me look like some Bozo from Lamesville?" "Negative Daddy-O. That drape has you all sharped up. You look like a real killer-diller." Happy New Year Readers!

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