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!