3 days ago
Monday, August 18, 2014
No, that is not a misspelling. I do mean holey.
Did you ever watch a toddler do something maybe inappropriate but it was so funny that you laughed each time? That is until the child quits being a cute toddler and you realize you are raising a brat. That has happened with Callie.
The first day she arrived, she started digging frantically after a mole or vole-they are both subterranean. These voles have been the bane of my existence, destroying my plantings and moles just provide the voles with underground routes and ankle turning soft ground. Neither are welcome here so I was delighted with her zeal and egged her on. "Get em Callie, get em."
However, MANY holes and uprooted plants later, she has yet to produce a single corpse, just craters. Because voles eat the roots of plants, Callie attacks the plants themselves. My roses were stunted by damaged roots, but they really can't survive being unearthed daily. My cute toddler has become a brat.
I am currently out of fill dirt and am letting nature fill in the holes. Isn't it odd that when you rake the removed dirt back in to the hole, there is not nearly enough? However this low maintenance approach makes mowing a battlefield a bit of a brain rattling challenge.
Currently she is a bit ill so I am letting this slide. I noticed she has a recessed, hooded vulva when I got her which the vet assure me was no problem. However, he was wrong and there is a problem.
This condition occurs when a dog has a recessed vulva and is spayed before her first heat. It facilitates unsanitary urination.
She evidently has developed a few UTI (urinary track infections) and passed about 8 bloody, fairly large bladder crystals Saturday. She will very likely need surgery to repair the defect. I will find out today.
However this ailment has brought her a full pardon for her crater making. Good timing little girl. We will work on that holey thing later.
Keep your toes crossed for her.
at 5:03 AM Posted by Arkansas Patti