Showing posts with label Diabetes in dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diabetes in dogs. Show all posts

Friday, February 17, 2012

Supplies. Suprise !

Monty ! I have a present for you !
"Gosh Dad. What is it ?"
Inuslin ! Suprise !
"Dad, I'm speechless. You shouldn't have."
Yes, I know. I bought some more needles too. See ?
"Wow. For me ?"
Oh yes. Some urine glocose test strips too.
"Gosh Dad, I'm overwhelmed."
Well, you're my special boy, Monty. Nothing's to good for you.
Si the Dogblogger

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Where's my breakfast ?

"Hmm, hmm, now where's my breakfast ?"
"Usually it's right here."
"Hmm, not over here either..."
"Not here...."
"Only one thing for it then. DAD ! "
What's all that grumbling over there. Are you hungry Monty ?
Here's your tucker anyway.
"Gosh, thanks Dad. I was starving."

Poor old Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes. Poor boy.

Si the Dogblogger

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Puddles

Honestly Monty, I'm going to start calling you 'Puddles' from now on.
"Why Dad ?"
Because of this little lake by the back door... again !
"Whoops, sorry Dad."
And the one in the hall too.
"Um, I couldn't find my way outside."
Never mind my poor, old boy. I'll mop it up.
"Sorry Dad. I'll try to remember."
Si the Dogblogger

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Well enough to eat.

Poor old Monty is old and sick with diabetes.
Monty is on a special diet of veggies, lean meat and brown rice to try to help control his diabetes.

How are you feeling today, my beautiful boy ?
"Well enough to eat breakfast, Dad."

Jolly good.
Daisy, you eat too.

"But Dad, it had vegetables in it. I don't like veggies."

Fine. Don't eat. But Monty is almost finished and he will eat yours if you don't.
"Um. Yum. I think I'm hungry now."

He's moving in for the kill, Daisy. You'd better hurry up and eat.
"I'm eating, I'm eating. Shoo, Monty !"

That's better. You have to eat your veggies to be a big strong dog, Daisy-Mae.
"Yes Dad."

Si the DogBlogger.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Breakfast of champions

Montttt ! Breakfast time.
"Yes Dad."

Her we go. Insulin.
"Ohhh yeah. Jab me."
Antibiotics.
"Gimmee. Gimmee."
Heart tablets.
"Yum. These are tasty."
"What about me, Dad ?"
None for you Daisy. Except maybe a diet.
"Ouch Dad."
Si the Dogblogger

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Softly softly.

How're you doing there, Monty ?
Has that injection kicked in ?


"OK, Dad. Not too bad today."
Jolly good.
"In fact I think I'll try a roll. Maybe a slow roll, just gently..."
OK, well take it easy. Softly softly.

Si the Dogblogger.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Bean bag.

Daisy, shove over and let Monty on the bean bag too.
"No, Dad."

What ?! Why not ?
"Because he keeps peeing everywhere, Dad."

Don't be mean. He can't help it, the poor old diabetic hound.

*snigger* "Well he's peeing on your rug."
What ?! No, Monty ! Stop peeing everywhere !

Si the Dogblogger

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Cooking meals for diabetic dogs.

Been to the vet again today, having Monty's blood checked. His blood sugar is high, so more insulin.
I've just spent hours reading on forums on what to feed diabetic dogs.
What do ya think, Monty ? Beef, veggies and brown rice, with a bit of Worcestershire Sauce for flavor.
"Smells good Dad. Just make it a big bowl full please."
Can do, and you can lick the spoon too.
"Yum. Hey, that's not bad, Dad."
Well there's eight meals there, so you'd better like it.
Si the Dogblogger

Friday, December 2, 2011

Worse than the disease.

Hmm, it must be 5:30. That pose is Monty's hint that it's time to head home for supper.
Are you hungry, Monty ?
"Starving, Dad. Absolutely starving. It's 5:30, almost 6, and that's my supper time."
Poor Monty. Supper is at 11pm now, timed for your insulin injection.
*groans* "But I'll die of hunger. Honestly Dad, the cure is worse than the disease."
Si the Dogblogger

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Insert needle here.

Poor Monty has just come down with diabetes.

This is the shaved patch on the back of his neck where we stick needles in him.
"Ouch Dad. It hurts just hearing about it !"
Sorry Monty.

"You don't look sorry Dad."
Si the DogBlogger

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Feeling better, thanks Dad.

Hello Monty. How are you going today ?
"Hello Dad. I'm feeling much better thank you."
You can thank your Mum, 'cos she's the one sticking needles in you at the moment.
"Thanks then to Mum. But a scratch would make me feel even better, Dad."
A scratch ? Can do.
"In fact, I feel good enough to try a roll."
"Ah yes. I'm feeling pretty good indeed."
Well that's a fine thing then.
Si the DogBlogger

Friday, November 25, 2011

100 needles, just for you.

Poor old Monty has just been diagnosed with diabetes.
Look Monty ! One hundred needles, just for you.
"Gosh thanks Dad, I think."
"What about me, Dad ?"
Well Daisy, I can poke you with needles too if you want.
"Oh, needles ? No thanks then."
Si the DogBlogger

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.

My poor Monty. Let me look at you. Look at all those shaved patches and holes poked in you.
"Hello Dad. Yes, but I feel a lot better now."
Are you ready for your needle then ?
"Um, no Dad. It hurts a little."
Here we go then.
"Dad ! I said no, not ready. Maybe a treat first ?"
Too late, and you've had lunch anyway, so no treats.
"Ouch and ouch. What do you mean no treats ?!"
Dogs with diabetes don't get treats.
"Now that hurts."
"What about me, Dad ?"
Well, I can stick a needle in you too Daisy-Mae, if you really feel the need for attention.
"Um, no thanks Dad."
Si the DogBlogger

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Just you and me today, Daisy.

It's just you and me today Daisy. Poor Monty's still in hospital.
"Yes Dad. Poor Monty."
The vet said I can collect him later tonight.
"If he's not home for supper, can I have his ?! Yum. Two suppers."
No you can not ! Don't be mean.
And don't you going falling ill either. I can't afford two sick dogs.
"Grrrrr. No chance Dad. I'm not going to any vet. The poke needles in me."
Si the DogBlogger

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Visiting Monty in hospital at Animal Accident Emergency

We're visiting Monty in hospital. Hello my poor boy.
"Hello Dad. Hello Mum."
So, diabetes eh ? How are you feeling now.
"OK I guess, Dad. I've had a good sleep and don't feel so woozy any more."
How are the staff ? The vets and the nurses ?
"Cute Dad ! I like Juliette, and Louise is lovely, and Doug talks to me."
You know I'm gonna have to inject you twice a day.
"Ouch. Really ?"
Yup. Anyway, let's do a little product placement. Hold still.
"Sigh, yes Dad."
Big thanks to all the staff at Animal Accident Emergency.
Si the DogBlogger