Showing posts from June, 2011

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Morning Meditation Mantra....OMMMM.....BONE....OMMMMM......BONE

Ozzie Can You Hear Me?

Summer is now in full swing. Schools are in recess and the heat and humidity are turned on high! Ozzie has retreated to the AC and is quite content. Well except for the medication he is taking for his ear infection.
He is on Prednisone in minimal doses and it is suppose to alleviate the swelling in his inner ear, which is just about closed shut with a yeast infection. Maybe all those times I thought he was ignoring me he really was not able to hear me very well?!
The problems with Prednisone is that the side effects are not too pleasant at least in Ozzie's case. First off it increases hunger ( oh great there goes the diet this week). Secondly he is thirsty as a bulldog in the desert. Another result of that is he has to pee more often. I found this out when I discovered the carpet in the family room was wet the other day as I stepped onto it in bare feet! Then when we left him with Grandpa he peed on the kitchen floor. Not good, especially for my Oriental rug and wood floor! We are…

Finally Friday and Ending the Attacks

Day 4 of gloomy rain and flash floods in the area. Ozzie finds it a bit depressing and so do I. Though the weekend forecast in the Tri-state area is suppose to be mostly sunny and in the low 80's so we are waiting patiently.

I didn't get to mention the other day about Oz's vet Dr Tracey, suggestion about how to handle the Ozzie attacking Will situation. She thinks when Will comes to the door while we are home that Ozzie feels he has to defend his family and turf. She suggested that William announce himself when he arrives and has a "10,000 dollar treat" on him to offer to the Oz. Practicing this kind of entrance will have Ozzie equate Will's arrival as a good thing. We gave it a try yesterday. Will rang the door bell and Ozzie got excited and I told him " Will is here, lets go see him!" I gave Will a pork skin roll treat stick (something he rarely gets) to have in hand upon his initial entrance. Wow it worked! Ozzie was more interested in the treat t…

Visit to the Vet and Diet Dilemma

Yesterday was Ozzie's annual check up. It was the usual cajoling to get him into the car. I had to start off 30 minutes earlier than I would normally need in order to get him there on time. It is like he has a 6Th sense about going to the vets!
As we waited inside the examining room he plastered himself to the tile floor in the corner hoping not to be seen. The vet technician came in to get Oz in order to draw some blood samples out of him. He went willingly. When they returned she said that she had a hard time getting blood from him since the usual spot they take it from, the neck, was to hard to penetrate with all that fat. Then she tried his back leg but that had too much muscle so finally she used the front leg which they don't normally do. Dr. Tracey was happy to see Oz but I don't think he was too thrilled. It ended up he had a yeast infection in both ears with a mild case of conjunctivitis in his right eye, which is perennially red most of the time! Of course his wei…

Laptops, Viruses and Pupsicles

I am a little late in the day for posting on the blog but there were technical difficulties to attend to this morning. I encountered an awful virus on my laptop over the weekend and had to take it to our friend Glen to have the nasty invader eradicated. Glen had to run several anti-virus programs so I ended up leaving it there with him. It may take some doing to clean it up!

Any how we had a nice weekend. On Father's Day, Ozzie presented his Pop with a customized mouse pad with a picture of guess who on it. Pop couldn't be happier if you gave him season tickets to the Yankees ( I think?). Auntie Viv and Will came over to have a barbecue with us and Ozzie was probably the recipient of some barbecue goodies from Auntie who can't resist that face! Ozzie did try to go after Will when he walked in the house, again, and his Pop had to physically hold him back. I can't wait to talk to the veterinarian tomorrow and see if we can put our heads together to get to the bottom of…

Finally Friday and a BD Who Needs our Help

Diesel the Bulldog

Ozzie's Morning Schedule:
6:30 AM: Awaken to the smell of Pop making lunch to "brown bag it" at work. Run downstairs to look pathetic enough to score a piece of cheese before Pop puts away lunch stuff.6:45 AM: Wait patiently "on deck" in the living room for Mom to come down and make her coffee. This signals that she is almost ready to prepare my breakfast.6:55 AM: Kibble is in the bowl. I eat as fast as I can making loud noshing noises.6:56 AM: I head out the back door ready for my morning constitutional. (Details will be left to your imagination)7:05 AM: Say good-bye to Pop who is on his way out the door to go to work.7:06 AM: Climb onto the couch for my morning nap.7:07 AM: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
This is quite the exhausting schedule as one might imagine! The weekends are a little different but the results are the same!

Before we go I want to mention to you about a fellow Bulldog who has been going through some hard times a…

Ozzie the Cool Blue Bullie

Ozzie received a package the other day. The UPS man was greeted by an anxious Oz at the door. The man in brown inquired if he was a bulldog. As I nodded yes he inquired "What were they originally bred for?" "They were bred to bait bulls in a ring. It was a sporting event back in the 1800's" I told him. The UPS man looked at Ozzie with a questionable expression. "Well I think the original bulldog was a little more leaner and muscular!" Ozzie looked at me as if to say "What? You don't call this body muscular?"I brought in the package and opened it up. In it was his tank top that I ordered from Cool Blue Dog. They make cool clothes for hard to fit breeds like bullies, pugs and Frenchies. You know the barrel chested canines, that usually are left out in the cold when it comes to apparel. They are touting their Spring collection which includes tank tops with some lets say "breed appropriate" slogans. As I unwrapped the tank I look…

Happy Flag Day

Just a reminder to all that June 14th is Flag Day. Back in 1777 on June 14th the Continental Congress approved the first American flag. In 1818, after 5 more states joined the Union, Congress passed legislation fixing the number of stripes at 13 and requiring that the number of stars equal the number of states. Often referred to as the "Stars and Stripes" or "Old Glory" it represents our history and those who fought to keep our nation a democracy, the land of the free, home of the brave.

We recently had to retire our flag that hung outside of our house. It had become tattered and torn from numerous storms. I had my dad bring it down to the American Legion hall where they respectfully and according to flag regulations, destroy the flag.

There are certain ways one should display and care for our flag since it represents our country, a living nation. The flag itself is considered akin to a living thing and should be cared for in a certain way. Here are some flag rul…

Cujo and the Congresswoman

I must admit it was a slow weekend. Which is not a bad thing. Ozzie mostly worked on his foot long bully stick when he wasn't napping! The biggest jolt of excitement for Ozzie was when my son Will came over for a visit on Saturday. His entrance into the house prompted a reaction that of Cujo from the Oz! I still have no sound reason why the usually benign bulldog goes crazy like a guard dog at used car lot every time Will walks in the door. Maybe in his life before us some tall, skinny guy kicked him or stole his kibble? I will talk to the vet about this when he goes for his check up next week.

Speaking of which, I better make a list of all the issues I need to discuss with Dr Tracey. His latest skin eruption is in the upper corner of his left eye which usually never has any irritation. I think the warmer weather brings out some allergens that causes skin problems for many dogs. Of course we will have the talk about his weight. There is no getting around that! Though he dropped 2 …

Finally Friday and a House Call by Dr Oz

I was watching Dr Oz yesterday and he had a segment of his show devoted to canine health. They featured a bulldog, who's name I have forgotten but a nice looking bully boy, I call him Bubba for now. They filmed Bubba at his home where he had a place at the family dinner table (yes his own plate setting) and ate pretty much what everyone in the family consumed. At night when his young master had a bowl of ice-cream so did he! I loved when they showed him playing "fetch" in the back yard. The typical bulldog, he watched the kid fetch the ball!
They brought the bulldog on stage with Dr Oz who weighed our allegedly chunky pooch. He got on the scale and low and behold he weighed 60 pounds! Dr Oz went on to tell the owner how they have to follow a new diet (using their sponsors dog food Pedigree, of course!) and could they do it for Bubba's endangered health!? The owner nodded enthusiastically and off the stage they went. I would like to see the follow up visit with Bubba a…

Born to Sniff

"I smell cheese!"

I can't help but be fascinated and follow tirelessly the Casey Anthony trial. I guess the whole country is checking out the infamous Casey who is accused of callously murdering her daughter and for a month after wards was partying and living the good life until she finally confessed to her mother that Caylee was "missing'!

Yesterday they brought to the witness stand the canine officer Deputy Jason Forgey who's German Sheppard, Gariss, the cadaver dog alerted police to the smell in the Anthony's backyard and the trunk of Casey's car. The defense attorney, Jose Baez, tried to discredit the dog, saying he was trying to please his master first rather than finding the scent he was trained for. The defense is just getting desperate in my opinion. Cadaver dogs are trained to ignore live human scent and only alert on human remains. They will ignore all other smells like those of dead animals , rotting food etc. They can even detect bodies un…

All Dogs go to Heaven

Another Monday rears its ugly head and the Oz is not too excited about it. Over the weekend we went out on Sunday for brunch with friends and left Ozzie home alone. Needless to say he was not happy about that either.

I tried to make all this up to him by giving him his favorite treat, a bully stick. It didn't evoke the usually joyful response. Oh well I guess he will get back into the swing of things after he takes his morning power nap.

Monday, Mondays.....any rate I will leave you with a quote from Mark Twain who by the way had a lot of good things to say about dogs! This one happens to be one of my favorite quotes since I believe it is probably true. Though as we well know, all dogs go to heaven!

Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
- Mark Twain, a Biography

Finally Friday and Uga's Replacement

I read on the internet the other day that the University of Georgia is still waiting for its permanent replacement of their bulldog mascot, Uga. A new Uga heir has not been produced since the death of Uga VII this past February. Sonny Seiler who's family has breed and provided the Uga's has reviewed a couple of litters and has not found one that fits the bill. At the moment they have Russ the bulldog who has been a admirable stand in doing the job. Sonny is currently waiting for a new litter sired by Russ and a white bulldog female that is not from the Uga bloodline. She is due in June.
In the meanwhile take a look at the progression of Uga's since the 1950's until today. The original Uga in the picture appears to be a strong, athletic dog up to the task of mascot for a football team. The last Uga in comparison is a chunky, lumbering couch potato, much like the Oz! Maybe the breed has evolved too much away from what the intent was originally?! Though today's bullies…

Couch Dog

Ozzie has been down in the dumps lately. He truly has become one with the couch! I wish there was something that would light a fire in him. He hates to go for a walk and dislikes the dog park. He does however have a highlight to his day. It is sitting on the front porch in the evening with his Pop and greeting all those who pass by. At least now with the Summer approaching it is just about a nightly event. Maybe we can enroll him in day camp for dogs? Or I was thinking about the plastic kiddie pool but every time we take out the garden hose, Ozzie runs the other way! Probably if you ask Ozzie he would say, "I am just fine chillin' if you don't mind!"