Guinness and Murph have been "brothers" for nine years and they are totally bonded. They are clearly "brothers from different mothers" since Guinness is ten and a mini ALD, while Murph is nine and a standard ALD. They have their occasional "disagreements" but for the most part they are always together and although their personalities are REALLY different, they seem to love being together. For a long time I've noticed that when I'm busy during the day and not paying direct attention to them they take their "naps" laying side by side and they almost always are in the EXACT same positon. When I say exact, I'm not kidding. Thier paws are crossed in the same way; their tails are tucked the same; their heads are facing the same way. Lately I've been trying to watch them when they first lie down to see if one copies the other....nope that's not it. They just seem to position themselves in the exact same way. Does anyone else with multiple Doodles see this happening...what's going on? Here's a photo from this morning....see what I mean?
Well, I think I finally figured out how to post correctly. Our 5-year-old doodle girl has always been extremely active. She likes to run and play in the yard or at the park inside the tennis courts. She is pretty well trained, sit, stay, wait, on your bed, etc. When I am home with her she is perfect. However, as soon as the doorbell rings all "H" breaks loose. I have tried controlling the door, but it just doesn't seem to work. It's to the point where when my family comes over I have to put her inside the office with a gate away from everyone. She is a big girl and I am afraid she will knock my grandkids on the floor and hurt them. They so want to play with her but I just do not trust her to be gentle. When she gets excited and jumps up shell put her mouth over your hand almost like she's going to bit you, but never does. That would frighten the kids for sure. I was wondering if anyone can recommend a trainer in the Henderson area that could help with this. It's always been just me and my husband. We don't get many visitors that I can practice the sit and wait thing at the door. My kids are afraid to just walk in with the grandkids because of her excitement. She does, however, let my adult children into the house to take care of her while I am away. They, of course, are not afraid of her but she will aggressively jump all over them and run all around the house when they come in. They immediately escort her to the back yard for fear she will pee in the house from excitement. She will go crazy out back then settle down once they come in it's crazy. I just want to get to the point where I can open the front door and let someone in without first escorting my crazy girl into the office. We love her and just want her to be part of the extended family.
Update on our girl, she's such a sweet dog, more human than dog, honestly I don't think she's like any dog I've ever had. She is so smart and loves everyone that comes over, especially our family. What a great traveler also, she love riding in the motor-home and we take her for car rides all the time. She's a big tall dog, and we here that often, "She's so big", the reason we call her 'Bear'. Skin allergies are the greatest issue with her, but keeping her bathed, groomed and flea protected seems to keep that under control. She's a lover of all animals, when camping we meet up with so many critters, dogs and birds, she listens well to commands to leave it. I am so glad we rescued her...or did she rescue us...I think it was mutual.
Sadly, we lost Baker last week from lymphoma. The story is somewhat different, I think, and I wanted to share some of our experience in the event another DK dog is affected the same way.
He had been acting a bit 'off' (not wanting to climb stairs, little things like that) & it's easy to pass that off as sore hips, because he was 10 years old. Thinking back, at that time, he was losing the fun parts of his personality...Baker was a smiler at everyone he liked, a real, big smile. My granddaughter tried & tried & no smile. Every night at 8:30, he would run & get a toy to prance around with...stopped doing that. Lots of little things that made Baker Baker were no longer there but we didn't put it together.
A few weeks later, his right eye started weeping & almost instantly clouded over. We ran to the emergency vet who diagnosed uveitis (inflammation in the center of the eye) & told us she suspected cancer. The canine ophthalmologist drew some fluid from his eye for testing, which came back positive for b-cell lymphoma. He had no swollen lymph glands, just the eye that kept getting worse & was ultimately removed.
He had X-rays of his abdomen & lungs more than once, extensive blood work, ultrasound of his abdomen & lungs, every test recommended by every vet (we had 3) & all tests came back normal. Again, no swollen lymph nodes ever.
He was on chemotherapy for 9 weeks with the blood work prior to a treatment always fine. The vets were pleased with his progress.
Suddenly, he took a turn & was falling down, disoriented, & very weak. We let him go when the emergency vet detected high blood pressure & a slow heartbeat, which, after testing with medication, indicated the cancer was in his brain.
Was it there all along? I suspect so, perhaps in the area where it allowed him to function but robbed him of his personality.
We had no pet insurance, but there was no question that we would do anything to have more time with him. He was wonderful, one in a million, & was loved so much by so many.
What I'm trying to say...if your dog is acting 'different', pay close attention & try to put two & two together. I don't know if it would have made any difference in the end, but we missed it & the vets missed it. We were hoping for a lengthy remission period & ended up with none.
These doodles are exceptional dogs & we all hope for long lives for them. Get pet insurance so you can do all you can if your beloved dog gets sick.
We will miss Baker forever.
It seems like forever since I was on my DK page. I used to spend hour here and felt like I knew everyone! But life changes.
We lost Mater to hemangiosarcoma in May 2018. I can still be caught with tears whenever I think of him or someone mentions him. More than our heart dog, he gave so much to others. Thousands of hours of therapy visits with R.E.A.D. in school and with my husband at the VA every Tuesday for over 8 years. If you didn't know him, he is the big, shaggy red doodle in the photos. Famous Mater people used to call him because he was so recognized even in a metro area as big as Indy.
And now cancer strikes again with Ozzie. After three months of testing, we finally found it - T-cell lymphoma in his bone marrow and spreading to the liver. He started CHOP in March and almost immediately went into chemically-induced remission. With 10 of the 16 treatments behind us, I was starting to feel pretty hopeful. Then it came back, with calcium levels even higher than when he was diagnosed and platelets very low. He was given a rescue drug that seemed to help, but only a few days later he completely stopped eating. So this past Tuesday he was switched to a new (for him) chemo drug. He still wouldn't eat anything for several days, and we were getting desperate. I gave him some Cerenia even though he didn't act like his stomach was upset. Even that was hard to get down him as he would lock his jaws to anything. But it seemed to help enough that slowly we could begin to put him back on prednisone and his clotting medication and other meds, plus what the holistic vet had recommended. He is eating again and back to playing ball. So it was a close call, reminding us that he's living on borrowed time and to love him every minute we have him. But we know he is terminally ill. And isn't life terminal anyway?
It's just an emotional challenge for us when we are still grieving Mater.
So one thing I want to say to ALL Goldendoodle owners is be sure to find pet insurance you trust and love! Ozzie's diagnosis alone was over $8,500.00, and without insurance we could not have spent that. With the diagnosis and chemotherapy we are now over $15,000.
Our primary goal is to make sure Ozzie's quality of life remains good. If it comes to where he is in pain, I won't allow things to progress. I can't bear to think of him hurting.
So life has been interesting. The craziest thing of all is that after losing Mater, I surprised Tom with a Golden Retriever! Their cancer incidence is very high, the insurance on him is more and their average lifespan grows shorter each year that the cancer in them grows more dominant. But Gus is sweet, and I now see where Mater got his loving nature. He was an f1, and my personal thought is that multigene breeders need to breed more Golden Retriever back into today's dogs. I hear of so many hyper and poorly behaved doodles, and that has typically been behaviors associated with smaller poodles. Just my 2 cents.
I hope all is well with our many other DK families!
On March 20.2019, Brodie passed on to the Rainbow Bridge. He was diagnosed in January 2019 with Stage V leukemia (rare form) of the bone marrow. He was my rock. I miss him deeply everyday.
Shadow is my daughter's 14-year old Labrador. The Lab acted as a surrogate mom to our Goldendoodle, Holly, when Holly was a puppy, Here is a YouTube video that my wife did with Shadow and her younger brother, Duke the Mini-Goldendoodle playing in our pool...
Holly was not allowed to join in because she has been developing ear infections when swimming...
It has been so hard, my darling Toby died while having a seizure on Dec 1, 2016, the day before my only grandchild was born (a wonderful granddaughter). I haven't gotten any dog since, and I miss the companionship-but my health is such that I will have to get a smaller dog.
It has taken me 7 months to be able to write this post. We had to have our 2 1/2 year old Goldendoodle, Scout put down due to severe aggression. We had a behaviorist working with us but it was determined by our veterinarian that "Scout wasn't wired right" for lack of a better term. It was a sad day for us because 80% of the time she was fine but we never had a clue when the 20% of aggression was going to happen. As she grew, so did the episodes of aggression. Scout attacked me and then a couple of weeks later, attacked my husband while on a daily walk. Neither situation warranted her to protect herself or attack. Since I have young grandchildren who are often at my home, I couldn't take the chance of Scouty actually hurting someone else. Also I feared continuing to walk with her with the possibility of her attacking anyone. We were very sad to lose Scouty, especially at such a young age.
With a saddened heart I have to say that my beloved Jake passed away a few weeks ago. He was taken too soon from us for he was only nine. But those nine years he lived like a proud prince, He touched so many people and so many people loved him. And he knew it. I can take comfort knowing that he didn't suffer. Actually was healthy as could be. We think his heart just couldn't keep up with his body or he had a stroke. He was fine one minute and the next just went limp and fell off the couch. Within five minutes he was gone. Never felt more helpless in my life. But he was surrounded by his loved ones and I know he knew that. We just comforted him and told him how much we loved him. Then a lot of tears fallowed for days. Couldn't believe how much our hearts hurt. My fourteen year old son was crushed. I felt so bad for his pain and I knew there was nothing I could do but let him go through the grieving process. He is doing better now. And my strong husband was brought down to his knees. He didn't say much for days and I knew I couldn't do anything for him but listen and hold him. I'm still grieving but in the acceptance stage. Thank you all for all the prayers support and flowers. We know Jake is up there in Heaven guarding the gates. What a welcoming thought that maybe Jake will be standing at the gates of Heaven waiting on us. RIP Jake. We will always love you my sweet sweet boy.
Well here I go again. I had to make the hardest decision no pet owner ever wants to make. I thought was Lilly grieving when her brother Gus died unexpectedly 3 months ago. Sadly though it was more than that. She was diagnosed a couple weeks ago with an incurable brain tumor. Unfortunately she went down hill fast. My vet came to the house today and ended Lilly’s pain. My beautiful girl is going to be missed by many. She went from the nervous rescue when Linda, myself and Gus drove to Florida 11 years ago to get her to become an amazing therapy dog. She was the first “Paws to Read” dog with 2 of our libraries here in Charles County the past 7 years. The only relief I have is knowing she’s not in pain anymore and is happily running around with Gus again with Linda throwing the ball for both of them now. My house feels so empty now.
It has taken me 4 months to be able to post on DK of Buddy's passing. It came quick, and I know he didn't want to go. He had things to do and Nosework trials planned. This was the only way I could handle him leaving me, no lingering illness, just fun and play all the way to the end of his splendid 13 years of Life. There will never be another dog like him in my life, and I cherish each and every memory I have of him, especially the sassy ones :) Thank you to all my friends for loving him too...
Honey turned one year old on Wed. 1/9/2019! She is a mini Labradoodle and stands approx. 14" at her shoulders and is approx. 16" long and weights approx. 17.4 lbs. Her hair is still as soft as when she was a baby, hope it stays that way. She is full of energy, loves the outdoors - even the cold weather. She is very social with other dogs and people that she meets.
Sad but heartwarming story... Toby is a young Cocker Spaniel + Poodle mix who lost his leg as it was shattered beyond repair when Toby was hit by a car. Toby was our foster and we found a wonderful home for him...
Toby's mom has trained him as a therapy dog and they visit our local Children's Hospital as well as working with the Wounded Warrior Foundation.
His mom recounted that during a recent trip to Chidren's Hospital, a little girl who had also lost her leg asked, "Does Toby cry at night because he lost this leg?" Toby's mom answered, "Toby used to cry but he is adjusted now. See how happy he is!" The little girl pondered that and then replied, "I guess that I won't cry anymore either."
WOW! the power of a dog!
Sadly my boy Gus died at the vet this past Monday. He got up that morning and seemed under the weather and wasn't interested in his breakfast. He was fine all weekend and I just thought he wasn't feeling good. I got a call at work from the dog walker saying Gus couldn't get up. I took him to the vet and they discovered his body temperature was dangerously low so they started to try warming him up and give him fluids through a IV. Initially they were thinking Addison's disease from the symptoms he displayed. While waiting on the results of blood work they tried to get some urine to test and couldn't get any even with a catheter. They were preparing to do a ultrasound to check why his bladder was empty(after being given a lot of fluid through the IV) he went into cardiac arrest and they couldn't save him. In the end they determined he had sudden onset acute renal failure. The senior vet told my later that he's only seen acute renal failure happen this fast only 2 times in his 43 years.
My other doodle Lilly has spent most of the week wondering where her brother is. She's slowly starting to get back to old self. We're going to take the long Veterans Day weekend away in Gettysburg, PA for a change of scenery.
Rest in peace my sweet boy. You had a amazing 12 1/2 years and are going to be missed by a lot of family and friends.
I saw a heartwarming movie out about the difficult training program for guide dogs for the blind, and follows a litter of lab puppies from birth to adoption. Its called Pick of the Litter. I told a friend about it, and she thought I said Pick up the Litter.
I know there were discussions before as to whether or not these chews were safe, at the time we did determine they were safe. I have recently read articles that they are not safe, the advertising is misleading and different sources have determined these are made of hide....any thoughts on these? Toby loves them, always supervised, and only gets one occasionally. Now I am doubting if he should have these as I would never give him rawhide, and I am afraid now that is what these might be...
We are fostering a Maltese puppy who came to us from the San Diego Humane Society at seven days old.
The Humane Society provided us with the milk replacement that they use. It is excellent and surpasses any previous milk replacer we have used.
Of course, mom's milk is the best! However, there are times when a lactating mom is not available. The Breeder's Edge Canine Milk Replacer really has been doing a great job. This little guy is lively and gaining weight and there have been no signs of diarrhea which has been a problem with some milk replacers we have used previously.
At at about four weeks of age we will begin feeding him Royal Canin Health Nutrition Starter Mousse Canned Dog Food along with the milk replacer. We have saved the lives of several puppies with this food.
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