Archive for August, 2012

Our Dixxy Blu is one tough chick. If she were a person, she’d be on a Harley, belly poking out, not giving a damn about what anyone thought. She’s also got a heart of gold. Dix came to us with a grocery list of health problems and her grown daughter in tow. She’s battled wretched dental disease from years of neglect. Ovarian cancer tried to bring her down. The daily battle is with her every joint riddled by debilitating arthritis. Well, it’d be debilitating for anyone else. Not our Doodle Bug! (One of her many nicknames.)

Dixxy is the blue cattledog in my arms. Red Joolz is her daughter.

These gals have only been with us two and a half years but my heart sure feels like they’ve been here forever. There will never be two better dogs. The philosophy in the Prince household is to give old and sick dogs a loving death. We’ve been part of life’s transition more times than I want to remember. But, Dixxy’s not ready to throw in the towel just yet.

She’s had a tumor on her eye for a long time. The doctor’s have noted it and we’ve made sure to monitor it for pain. Dixxy’s never been phased by it. She’s never even rubbed at her eye. In the past few months it’s grown noticeably larger. She still pays it no mind.

It’s attached to the cornea, not outside on her skin.

Recently it began seeping blood. Not a big amount and still nothing that visibly bothered her. We consulted with our veterinarian and the only real option was to remove her eye. Removing only the tumor wouldn’t be a great result. In all likelihood it would quickly grow back. We’ve had dogs with one eye and even a dog with no eyes. They did wonderfully and our vet is an excellent surgeon. Scottie and I had been discussing the pros and cons of doing the surgery on our elderly gal. We were leaning towards not doing it. Dixxy took the situation into her own paws.

Dixxy in all her lovely glory shortly before the incident.

A few hours after this picture was taken, Scottie came home to find our girl like this.

Yes, it was heart stopping!

The immediate fear was her eyeball had ruptured. It had not. The tumor did. The amount of blood to come from this thing was mind boggling. I think we used 3 rolls of wet paper towels cleaning her. It kept seeping for a while but was less and less. True to her nature, she never showed fear or pain or mistrust.

There’s a small pulp remaining of the tumor.

As you can see, her eyeball is fine. Thank God! There’s still a small bit of tumor remaining on the cornea but the seeping blood is just about non-existent. She’s doing her usual Doodle Bug stuff… chewing on bones, thugging the other cattledogs, eating the tree roots and being bothered by her tiny boyfriend.

Gus loves Dix, we’re not so sure if she loves him.

Dixxy’s gonna be around for a while still. She will tell us. It’ll take a lot more than some bloody eyeball to get this girl down!

Dixxy Blu – Biker Chick Extraordinaire

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I will never understand how a person can stand back and watch their animal starve. Scottie & I will go hungry before any of our animals ever will. If we were not able to feed them we’d get help… somehow. Not everyone feels this way. Unfortunately some of those who don’t, own animals they have no right to. Meet Meadow & Blossom.

Mother & daughter Mustangs.

Blossom is a 6 year old BLM (Bureau of Land Management) Mustang and Meadow is her 3 year old daughter. They are now safely in the care of JM Horse Rescue in Deland, FL. If not for their immediate call to action, these horses would be dead. Meadow’s growth has been stunted, though Blossom has done her absolute best to care for her daughter.

It certainly doesn’t take an animal professional to see these horses are unhealthily skinny. Yet, their owners continued to see them decline slowly day by day. They knew they weren’t feeding them. They knew they weren’t asking out for help. They only gave up ownership once animal control came out. I don’t know the people. I don’t know their situation. I do know it doesn’t matter to me. They were starving these horses.

Blossom & Meadow have a long road of recovery ahead. They’re in a great place to do it. They received veterinary care (probably the first in a long, long time) before even getting off the trailer. Meadow had collapsed during the drive. You can see more pics of them on JM’s website. The girls are no longer scared. They feel safe and they have full bellies. It takes months to drain this much weight off a horse. It’ll take as many to get the weight back on.

They no longer have fear in their eyes.

You can help save their lives. JM Horse Rescue didn’t hesitate when called upon. They simply heard two horses were starving and were on their way to the location with food. They picked them up the next day. Saving and rehabbing horses takes time and money. These special and sweet girls deserve the help. They deserve to feel safe and loved. Any little bit will be deeply appreciated.

Here’s the link to donate: Blossom & Meadow’s Care Fund.

Blossom says THANK YOU!

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We have a barn snake. Most barns have barn cats. I’ve contemplated that but there are a couple key points that don’t work. 1. I don’t like cats living outside. 2. I would then have to be responsible for said cat, meaning he’d wind up in our house and we just can’t do that.

“X” basking in the sun by his beloved water hose.

I don’t necessarily like snakes but there’s something about “X” that makes him ok. I’ve never felt threatened by him. He hangs in the hay room under a pile of wood posts. “X” is smart. He’s got a water source and he’s found there are rodent type critters about. So I let him be.

That 1st pic was taken in March and he’s shed his skin twice since. Or I’ve got 2 barn snakes, if they are only supposed to shed once a year. Haven’t seen 2 together. Either way, that means he’s growing which means he’s taking care of any little furry things we don’t want around. I found this skin a couple days ago. It’s quite impressive.

That’s a good sized snake.

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We all get in a funk now and then, don’t you agree? I enjoy a relaxing mani/pedi when the time to pamper myself arises. Unfortunately, that time doesn’t arise often enough. The girls get their toes “did” every 7 weeks and they look forward to it. Vince (our farrier) knows not only exactly how to manage their healthy hooves but the absolute best places to scratch.

This is the posture of a relaxed horse.

This is a gorgeous hoof!

My girl has made such an amazing transformation over our 4 years. When she came to me the mere thought of anyone touching her feet sent her into a panic. The memory of being squeezed into a cow chute then literally tipped off her feet was vivid and real. Her previous hoof care consisted of fear and pain. In the beginning, I would attempt to lift her foot, she would lean all her weight into me and refuse. Once she began trusting me the foot started lifting up, a little at a time.

Lesson 2 – Something that was once bad, can be good… if there is real trust and love.

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