If it's not one thing, it's your Vet

So, today Hank went to Day Camp like usual on Monday's. About 9 AM, I realized I had a missed call on my iPhone, and saw it was from Day camp. This isn't going to be good...but maybe he just barfed or something...

So, I listen to the message, and Rob the PetsHotel manager had called. Evidently between the time I dropped off Hank at 7:40 this morning, and 9 AM when day camp started, he had gotten a cut on his toe and it was bleeding. So, before they could take him to day camp, they had to take him over to the vet clinic to check it out. When I called back, they hadn't been able to get him into the vet yet, so he was still in his kennel, but the bleeding stopped and he seemed just fine. Rob called me a little after 10. They went over to the vet, and checked out his toe. The Vet ended up shaving the hair off around his toe so she could look at it. It was really just a nick, like he hit something when he was in his kennel this morning, and it was fine. We have to keep an eye on it, but he's OK.

When I picked him up tonight, Rob and I talked, and he said he did great at day camp, and that unless it gets pussy or bleeds much, we're OK, and he's just fine.

I also asked Rob if he takes any other dog over to the Vet (across the store) more than Hank. He laughed politely and then I know he lied to me when he said yes.

What a Year!

Last year on this weekend, Jeremiah saw a picture of a yellow lab on the Humane Society website. On Saturday morning, my dad and I went down to the Humane Society to check him out. He was HUGE yellow lab, and no way he was only 1 1/2, he looked old and sick. But, come to find out, he'd been picked up on the side of the road in Ellensburg, and must have run away from home or got lost. He needed to gain about 10 pounds. He needed to get his micro chip and get neutered. After realizing there's never going to be such a great dog out there for us, we adopted Hank.

Jeremiah and I came home from work early on Tuesday, and went over to the Humane Society to pick up Hank. He was sick and drowsy still from the surgery, and being sick. But, he was OUR DOG. I just can't believe it's already been a year! It seems like we've had him forever, and that we've always had him. He's such a great dog, even when he does fling poo and jump on the bed at 5:30 in the morning to play!

If we wanted an animal that throws poop...

...we would have gotten a Monkey!

So yeah...we went to the Mercer Island dog park with Hank on Saturday like we often do. We stopped at Starbucks for coffee on the way. Lattes in hand, the dog on the leash, and the chuck it under my arm, we were set. Then, as we're ALMOST up to the park entrance, Hank decides it's time to poop. No big deal I guess. So, Jeremiah takes my coffee, I'm holding Hank's Leash, and trying to scoop the poop. And then...a woman & her dog (& her stroller) leave the off leash area. Hank goes BOLTING for the other dog. I fall onto my knees, Hank in his excitement kicks up some of the poop, and it flings onto Jeremiah's jeans. It was a debacle, it was great. Luckily my mother in law was there to catch this all...

Ahh yes, why have kids when the dog flings his poop for you?

Sleeping on the Job...

This weekend Jeremiah and I went to Portland. It's my dad's birthday next weekend, so we went down to meet up with him, and my brother Jeremy. We had a great weekend, drank lots of beer and had enjoyed all that Portland has to offer!

I went over to pick up Hank this afternoon from his weekend at day camp. He usually sleeps a LOT when he gets home from a weekend at day camp, and today is not unlike that. However, when I was waiting for them to get Hank from day camp, one of the girls at the front desk mentioned, that today during day camp, Hank came over, curled up next to her on the floor, and fell asleep...how cute is that! Then, a golden retriever, came up to Hank, curled up on the floor, and laid his head on Hank's butt. She was very sad to not have a camera, but it sure sounds cute! Hank got an exit bath today, and a new bandanna to go along with it.

He's home now, laying on the floor next to me sleeping. He keeps mozing between us, me up stairs watching TV and Jeremiah downstairs watching sports. He's so dang cute! And the pawgress report came too...

Oh what a Beautiful Morning...

My friend Kelleen and I have had a heck of a time getting together lately. So this morning we were able to connect with our dogs and head over to St. Edwards State Park. I was pretty sure St. Edwards was only used for beer festivals since that's the only time I've ever been. But there are a RIDICULOUS amount of trails out there, and it leads right down to Lake Washington. So, since Kelleen takes her dog Gracie there often, we decided to go check it out. It's an on-leash dog park, but the trails are great, and we have good dogs, so it was an off leash trail for us.

You go STRAIGHT down the side of the "hill" and then you hit the water, which Hank loved. Since Marymoor has had the stupid salmon spawning going on, Hank hasn't swam in months. And then we hiked back UP a different trail. It was an AWESOME hike today, and Hank and Gracie (and Kelleen & I) had a BLAST! It is a beautiful fall Saturday in the Puget Sound. Sunshine, blue skies, 40 degrees...it's great! Lattes in hand, we were good to go. The dogs ran up and down and up and down, and wow was it fun!

Now that Hank is all exhausted, it's time for the annual vet exam this afternoon. I can't believe we've had him for a year already! What a great dog!

Hank loved Gracie, and hopefully the wagging tail bruises on Kelleen's leg heal soon enough...