Dumpster Flashbacks

Zoey is in the house! Of course I am. Where else would I be with the whipping winds and ice age temperatures outside? My delicate paws can’t take it anymore!

Mommy is in her library reading a book of poetry from some guy named Edgar.

Did you hear that wind howling last night? I hunkered down in the quietest corner I could find.

Not Dakota! I heard him tap tap “tapping at my chamber door.” Well not my door, but on Mommy and Daddy’s.

I tiptoed into the hallways and nosed him along back to Stephen’s room. He went in and I did try to console him, but then I heard it. I peered out the window, but “Darkness there and nothing more.”

At this point Dakota ran back to the closed door. Mommy opened it and seeing how distraught Dakota was, she let him sleep by her bed. She only does that when Daddy isn’t home.

Needless to say it wasn’t a raven tapping, but a piece of of the house ripping off! I heard Daddy say what it was–fascia. Dakota would not go near it. Why it’s in our living room, I’m not really sure!

Even his stuffed buddy, Rocky, couldn’t get him closer.

Being the big sister, I had to prove to Dakota that it was safe.

Listen I get it. When Dakota heard that sound, I’m sure his mind went back to that horrid time when he was just a pup and a mean, heartless person dropped him in a dumpster like he was a piece of garbage. People think dogs don’t remember what happened minutes ago. They may be right, but let me tell you we remember what happened years ago. Especially when it traumatizes our senses and we lose all hope.

Dakota and I are lucky. Mommy, Daddy, and Stephen took us into their home and their hearts. Many animals don’t have such goodness come their way.

Those flashbacks can be scarier than an Edgar Allen Poe poem for goodness sakes!

Zoey out!

I’m Alright!

Zoey here! It’s Saturday morning. I have been trying to get on Mommy’s computer, but she obviously is catching up on her blogging. She has her tea and is focused!

So focused she didn’t see me grab her phone. Don’t try and text her because she won’t be able to answer.

It sure is hard typing on an iPhone. Luckily my nails are iPhone sensitive so I can tap tap away!

Driving to the vet!

I wanted to update everyone on my heart. Dr. McNaughton called and said the structural wall of my heart is fine. My bloodwork is clear. So that is totally positive.

He is concerned about my constant whining and the hard time I have going down the stairs.

Yesterday Mommy brought me in to get my blood pressure taken. It was scary. Mommy would have taken a picture but I was too nervous. A nice lady came in and wrapped this white plastic thing around my leg. I didn’t like that, but I liked the peanut butter she gave me.

It didn’t work so another lady, equally nice came in. I got scared and hid under the bench. So then they put that thing on my tail. Oh thank you, Dakota! Apparently he says it’s a blood pressure cuff. (Imagine my eyes rolling to the ceiling!)

Anyway, that seemed to work. I ate more peanut butter and they left after a few tries.

Finally Dr. McNaughton came in! He loved my PB kisses! My blood pressure is perfecto! Italian kiss to the air!

He checked my eyes again. He said he has been so worried about me and my anxiety. He is so sweet. Mommy ordered me an Adaptil Anxiety collar which will hopefully calm me. Then I’ll get checked in six months to make sure my murmur didn’t get worse. I can still play and do my thing.

I think I am doing pretty gosh darn good for being 10!

What do you think?

Zoey out and about!

Zoey Updated

Zoey here! I know it’s been awhile! I have gray but that won’t slow me down!

Mommy, Daddy, and Dakota are outside messing with the snow. I took this rare opportunity to jump on Mommy’s computer and write.

So much has happened. On the 15th, I turned 10 and Dakota turned 8. You may remember he was found in a dumpster so his birth date was unknown. In human years, I’m 64 and Dakota is 66.

We saw lovely Dr. McNaughton at Burnt Hills Veterinary. He seemed concerned. He told Mommy that I have a heart murmur. I have to admit I haven’t been feeling good lately. Sometimes I can’t see like I used to, I get anxious going down the stairs, and I do NOT have much patience with Dakota.

Doc gave me three shots and I had blood drawn. It really hurt and the nurse had to do it twice.

You can see my bandages and they gave me a bandana with some medicine to help calm me. Depending on what the blood tells them, I may get my blood pressure checked and have an echocardiogram. It sounds scary. I hid in Mommy’s closet while she cleaned her bedroom. She has a lot of laundry to get done, but it makes for a cozy bed!

And yes she wears Minion socks. Medicine may help my heart and my crankiness. We are waiting to hear from the doctor. I’m taking it day by day and enjoying life’s little treasures.

With Dakota outside I get a little break. He sure does loves the snow.

I prefer to enjoy the snow from a distance.

10 years! It’s time for some Fun and Doggie adventures! I hope you follow along!

Zoey out!

Eek! A Snake!

It’s Zoey in the backyard! I know it’s been a long time since I had my paws on my momma’s laptop. She has been writing like you wouldn’t believe!

But I had to tell you about my day. It was a beautiful morning. Dakota and I were outside sniffing around. Suddenly I see a large brown snake curled up along the patio. Oh no! Mommy is inside and this snake could get her if she comes out.

I nose closer and give a growl so the snake knows to leave. Then it bites my nose! I yelped. I couldn’t help it. But I wasn’t backing down. I had to protect my family!

Mommy comes running out with a little knife in her hand. She sees me on alert. She comes around the corner, sees the snake, and hightails it back inside yelling for me and Dakota to follow.

After the snake slithered away, I went to see her. Blood ran down my nose. She called vet and they said it wasn’t poisonous. Luckily she was fast enough to take a picture.

Dakota backed me up, but he kept his distance, knowing I had it under control. That’s my job. Keep everyone safe. Last week it was opossums, this week it’s snakes. I’m a busy dog!

Zoey chilling out!

Each Step is Up to Me!

Hi Everybody! Zoey here. I was doing great with my leg. Walking and exercising on it every day. Then I ran like the wind chasing Dakota into the backyard. It was like I was 1 again! So strong and capable. When I limped into the house, I felt like I was jumped by a coyote or two. So back to square one.


Right now, Mommy is teaching kids about writing stories at the school. I’m stuck upstairs. I can’t go down without Mommy or Daddy encouraging me. I am afraid I’m going to fall. Mommy says that all I ever need to do anything in life is within me. How do I find it? Where exactly in me is it?

I shut my eyes and picture my strong legs carrying me down the stairs. Crash! Dakota knocks into me. Well, yes that would happen. But I did it!

I open my eyes and the floor is a long way down. My family can give support, but they can’t do this for me. Only I can. I tap tap down the stairs and am very proud of myself.

One step at a time–every day!

Zoey out!

Starting Over


After my walk. So tired.

Hey, hey. Zoey here. Mommy is outside with Dakota. She has been walking us separately sometimes so she can focus on strengthening my leg. I needed a few minutes to recuperate. Luckily my front paws work fine, so I can type.

Thank you for your concern. Mommy has been telling me that everyone is asking how I’m doing. Right now we are working on getting me to put my leg down when I walk. It’s not easy slowing down. I am a fast mover. I like to get from here to there in a flash. It’s very hard for me to have to slow down and not be the dog I once was.

When we walk, Mommy reminds me to put my paw down. I do. It hurts and feels wobbly,  but I think I’m getting stronger. Plus it’s wonderful being out in the fresh air. I admit, I’ve been a little depressed. It’s easier to lay in the dark under my daddy’s desk and bemoan the fact that I’m lame. There I said it. I don’t know if my leg will ever be the way it once was and that makes me sad. Mommy makes me comes sit with her in the sunshine.

Dakota can run around and be his same carefree, goofy self. I’m happy for him. He still wants to wrestle and we did a little in the house yesterday, which was wonderful. Dakota gets that I want to be treated normally. I don’t want him to think, “Oh, I can’t play with Zoey anymore, because she can’t run.” He knocks into me and bites my ear whenever he feels like it. I appreciate that.

Mommy rubs my leg every night and stretches it. I do love the attention. I have to do the work, in order to get better. It’s a long road, but with everyone’s support, I know I will get stronger.

Zoey out!

Oh Snap!

Dr. McNaughton testing my leg

Hi! Stephen’s home, and I am so happy to see him. He picked me up and put me in the car this morning for Mommy to take me to my checkup at the vet. 

Now Mommy left to go take care of some business, so Stephen, Dakota and I are chilling.  Here’s the news. 

I tore my ACL. Yup! Just like my Momma. The swelling has gone down quite a bit. It doesn’t hurt too much when I put it down, but it feels weak. 

Doc gave us some options, so I’m relaxing in the sun pondering. 

1. Wear a brace. Not all dogs like this, but it would keep my leg stable. 

2.  Do nothing. Let it heal and do my thing. I have a higher risk of tearing my meniscus, the other knee, and getting arthritis. 

3.  Tight Rope ACL surgery. It was interesting listening to Doc talk about it. It’s like bionic string replacing my knee part that is broken. 

4.  Tibial Plateau Leveling Osteotomy (TPLO). A plate is put on my bone and it changes the mechanics of the knee. Healing with this surgery is quicker. 

Any thoughts out there from my four-legged pals and their parents? I may need to do a kissing booth to raise some funds!!

Zoey limping out!