Keep on smilin’

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Boone’s 3 week and 1 day ampuversary is today and he celebrated by having 45 staples removed! Wahoo!! He was such an awesome and patient patient – giving us several tail thumps while Dr. Wilson searched through Boone’s quickly growing hair to find all 45.

He decided digging for a rock or stick in the fresh snow was the way to top off his afternoon.

Saturday Boone decided he was streamlined enough without that front leg to fit through a small opening in a baby gate (propped up to keep him off the bed) and found his way onto our bed. Note to self: don’t turn your back on an overachiever. I had to keep him there ’til my hubby came in to help him hop down.

And our bad dog bundle showed his true colors by mooching at the table, while giving me the stink eye.

He knows how to melt my heart and keep me smilin’ through this cancer journey.

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Dryer ball dash…and other signs Boone is on the mend

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Boone celebrated his 2-week ampiversary on Tuesday this week with a nice little hop, topped off with a “drag mom across the street to visit one of his favorite people.” He was SO happy :-).

Unfortunately, his over exuberance resulted in a sore rear leg (on the amp side) so the rest of his week has been quiet. He seems better today, but I’m not taking any chances. He’ll be resting ’til his staples come out on Wednesday.

He may not be able to hop right now, but that doesn’t stop his tail from wagging.

Every day we’re seeing glimpses of the old Boone that we know and love.

Last night I was taking clothes out of the dryer, while Boone rested on his ortho bed in the living room. I wasn’t paying attention and one of the wool dryer balls bounced out and rolled across the floor. Boone was up like a shot and the dryer ball dash ensued. He was in heaven. And I was laughing and scrambling to grab a cookie to exchange for the dryer ball (we never taught Boone how to give up a toy – or what he thinks is a toy – without bribery).

After a rousing game of dryer ball dash, Boone decided belly rubs were in order.  It’s so much easier to reach that belly from this angle without that pesky leg. It won’t be long before he returns to adjusting the recliner with his head.

And this morning, to really let me know he was on the mend, Boone popped up from his resting place when he heard me prepping hubby’s lunch. Apples are a favorite treat for our bad dog bundle, and he’s always sat patiently (well, not really) while I peel and slice. Today was the first day in several weeks that he actually got up from his resting spot to wait for a slice or two.

I haven’t posted about further cancer treatment, although some people have asked privately. We are not pursuing chemotherapy. Boone gets incredibly stressed going to the vet so we’re opting for a holistic route with our wonderful vet that makes house calls. We’ll keep him as happy and as comfortable as we can for whatever time he has left with us.

Thanks for cheering Boone along on his new journey. He send a virtual kiss and propeller tail wag :-).


Baby hops

It’s been a week of baby hops for Boone as he navigates his way through life as a TriPawd.

We’re taking a daily afternoon hop to the corner closest to our home and back, with frequent stops to check out which dog has visited since our last outing. Today we went just a smidge further. Boone REALLY wanted to keep going but I know how much energy this takes so I bribed him with Yummy Chummies to turn around before he got tired.

Last night Boone really lit up when my hubby started to open a box. Boone’s unofficial title is our document destruction manager, and he feels that also includes packages received in the mail or on our doorstep. Here he is “inspecting” the latest package.

We noticed last night that Boone started showing signs of phantom limb pain (excessive licking of the floor where his leg used to be). I was hoping the pain/nerve meds would prevent this. It’s not horrible and I hope we can keep him comfortable with light exercise, brain games and warm compresses ’til it passes.

Otherwise, he’s doing great. I know it won’t be long before he begins demanding his meals as he used to instead of waiting the 10 minutes or so for it to rehydrate (he’s an Honest Kitchen/Columbia River Raw fed boy). He’s no longer waiting to be served his meals in bed, hopping his way out to the food stand and giving me the stink eye ’til his bowl is in place.

Tomorrow he gets a visit from one of his favorite people and I know it’s going to lift his spirits even more.

Boone sends his love for all of your support and encouragement.

Hoppin’ through day 8

It’s sunny and 30 degrees so Boone and I went for a little hop. He still pulls like he has 4 legs!

Coming home was a little slower, but he made it. I did have our makeshift sling in case he needed a little help, but he didn’t.