Well, think we are done ...

"Those who give me food" moved me on to the steroids. Benadryl although effective initally, wears off real quick. They started on the steroids and I have been clear for two days and I have two more days of pills and it should be over.

Just seems that I need to pee a lot. "Those who give me food" don't like to wander around the yard at three o'clock in the moring. I love it, all sorts of beasts to yell at. They tell me, I am barking at my own shadow, but I know they are out there ... you just have to know they are there, laughing at me.

With the amount of snow around I can only get to a few of my favourite spots in the yard. I know the bunnies are under the garage, but I can't get there. The tracks go in, but I can't get at them. Although in the woods behind, "in the land of behind the electric fence", I know for a fact there lives all manner of beasts. I have seen the tracks. Barn cats, a very strange breed of animal seem to run the whole area over there.

The bottom line in all this is I am peeing so much. My water bowl is always being filled fresh.

I wish that "those who give me food" would understand a Weim is pretty particular about where he does his business. How much would they like to climb a hill just to do a dunch in the yard.

Well bottom line is the spots have been gone for a couple of days. No one knows why I got them, although speculation is pretty rampant around here. "Those who give me food", discuss it endlessly. Dust, mold, dust mites and spiders seem to be the leading contenders.

Myself, its a dogs life, and its over. Just seem to be napping a lot, (so where is the problem in that), and won't pass a drug test.

The only lasting impact seems to be a new nickname. Goofy. I don't understand it, they drug me, then make fun of me when I lying on my favourite couch. Well that and now I am not allowed to go into the sun room. Don't be sad, it is called a sun room but it is just really called that. No one knows what it is supposed to be, and it is not really finished into anything that makes sense. Just a storage area and it does get dusty out there, like a basement.

Spot, Spot out damn Spot

So, "those who give me food" were cleaning out some obscure location in the house, and I was doing my duty. Putting my nose into everything, helping, tasting and sniffing .... well long story short, 1/2 hour later, all done, taking a much deserved nap when bang up come the bumps.

Hives, "those who give me food" say, legs ears, belly and nose. Not real pleasant. Out comes the Benadryl. Well they aren't all that tasty, but I took them anyway. Well let me tell you, things get a bit sleppy then, really sleepy, just rested for a while. They gave me some at bed as well.

Next day, cool all clear, no spots, time for a walk. Getting in the car on the way home and, bam, back with a vengence. Gezzz I hate this stuff. More Benadryl, clears up. But the book "those who give me food" had said, 24 hours and it should be all done . So there we go to the vets, "roady".

Ya, Benadryl is the thing, but its 3 or 4 days before you worry too much. No temperature, and let me tell you that's no fun. If the Benadryl doesn't work ... I got some steriods.

Okay overnight again, boom their back, but this time, "those who give me food" move me on the the steriods. There go my Olympic chances, but I got no bumps.

"Those who give me food" keep poking and checking but there are no bumps. For now. Will keep you posted.

Vet said that "those who give me food" should have taking pictures while it was raging and kept a log of timings and things. They aren't that bright. Interestingly I saw the vet in Sept 2005, apparently with hives, no one remembers.

But as I said, "those who give me food" aren't that bright. Will keep you informed.

Arthritis - maybe, maybe not, (a bit)

Well, the two Bozo's, (who supposedly take care of me), didn't quite know or beleive all that should/could be done for my Arthritis, was being done. They said that I had it in my surgery knee joint, so they took me back to the Physio-person.

She figures, although there is going to be certainly some arthritis in the joint, I defintely did have a pulled muscle in the hip.

Well here we go, an acupunture treatment later, some kind of ultrasonic type stimulation, some stretching exercises, all very strange to me. Well apparently the acupuncture, (as a side result), releases endorphines, now that is fun. After a walk I just slept all day. mmmm, Endorphines good, mmmmmm

Next day, I got up and ran, ran, ran, wrestled and ran some more. Everybody figured I was in a bit of pain, (like most dogs, I never say anything about my problems), and it was gone so I felt pretty good. Had a second treatment, feels good now and I don't have to go back. No limping now really. Don't need to go back unless we see something. I was sitting a bit goofy, kind of on a tilt, now it's qiute a bit better.

We have some streching exercises, but we are not very good about it. Better smartten up I guess.

It is ice season up here, traw, freeze, thaw, freeze. This is when I injured my knee originally. I don't know why, but they hold their breath when I walk around on the ice, its fun to slip around.

Oh yeah I've gone from 103, first vist, (6 weeks on diet), to 98, then, (additional 4 weeks on diet), to 95lbs, looking pretty trim, got a pretty nice tuck going.

There is still much discussion about what I should be ... I am a big guy for the standard, my Mom and Dad were both working hunting dogs, (Champion/Competition stuff), not the liitle cuties I see in the dog shows. For some reason discussions about seeing the outline of my ribs continue. Well I would like to know when the last time any of them saw an outline of their ribs.

Bit of leasons learned, intuition is useful, don't be afraid of it. Self diagnosis and self perscription is not a good thing, let professionals do that, but a healthy dose of skeptisim, and following you intuition is not a bad thing either.