When I work from the office the dogs park their butts in this window spot and guard the house from crazy people like the mailman or the UPS guy. She waits patiently for me to come home!
Dash on the other hand gets into trouble. He has many nicknames but “Mountain Goat” is the new one as he jumped from one basket of clean laundry to another and grabbed the bread (two loaves from Costco!) and ate about half of one.
He’s so naughty!!!
Rosie met with the dermatologist today and holy cow, she’s a hot mess!
She’s got hair follicles that need exfoliation on her face, she’s got hairs on her head/muzzle that need plucked (very similar to preening a bird) so they don’t get infected, she’s got some sort of patchy infection on her back which he took scrapings of (not mange) and she’s got some staph infections and yeast.
She’s already on a special diet to ward off allergies since French Bulldog tend to have food and environmental allergies. I’m pretty sure that isn’t the problem though.
She got a shot of antibiotics and oral anti fungal, medicated wipes and medicated cream. She’s wiped out from the hour-long car ride and all the poking and prodding.
I’m lucky that my Rosie is the perfect girl for me. When we lost Nikki in 2011 we knew we wanted to get another dog but not another Shih Tzu because of all the grooming and frenchies seemed like the perfect breed. Funny and silly, don’t need tons of exercise but willing to go on walks and to the dog park as much or as little as we wanted. So we started looking.
After getting burned on a transaction I was really worried that we were ever going to find the right dog and then I found an ad from a breeder in Spokane who had a small litter of fawn puppies and Rosie (named willow at the time) was available. I sent my deposit.
Then came the complication of getting her – it’s an eight hour drive to Spokane and they couldn’t meet me half way as they’d already done a trip the previous weekend so I booked a flight. It wasn’t very much on Horizon and I managed to book it so that I was taking the same plane home the I took to Spokane but it didn’t leave me much time on the ground (about 30 min) so we had to be quick! We signed papers they gave me the puppy in her blanket and I put her in her carry on bag and we got on the plane to go home where she promptly fell asleep.
She has been by my side ever since. When I don’t feel well, she’s right by my side. When I do feel good she’s willing to do whatever I want to do right by my side. She is my half. She is the perfect dog.