Everyday Adventures in Havachon Heaven

The Good, Crazy, & Adorable Life of One Havachon Puppy

Major Blogspot/Blogger Problem! Anyone Else?

Has anyone else been having trouble posting comments on Blogspot/Blogger lately?  I haven’t been able to post a comment on anyone’s Blogspot blog in a week! It either refuses to give me the verification code or, on the rare occasion that I’m lucky enough to see it, it keeps telling me that the letters I’m typing are wrong….which they’re not. DD tried it unsuccessfully too. I’ve tried it on Chrome, IE, and Firefox – none work. Very frustrating!

So now I’m not able to post on any of my Blogspot buddies’ posts. I did notice yesterday that one person only had comments from other Blogspot people, so I’m wondering if anyone else who doesn’t have a Blogspot/Blogger account is having the same problem or knows if there’s a fix.

If any of my Blogspot/Blogger buddies read this, please know I’m not ignoring you! I’ve been reading your posts but just can’t comment! 😦

All this frustration is exhausting....



A Series of Unfortunate Incidents

How is it that being away from blogging for a week feels more like a month?

This time Murphy’s Law didn’t just pay a quick visit, he vacationed here for the whole week.

Just before last weekend, I was supposed to host a birthday luncheon for a very dear friend of mine. The day before the big event, I had all the fixin’s and was ready to go. The flourless chocolate cake was made, cookies were baked, raspberry truffles carefully crafted, and ingredients for the lunch itself were standing at the ready for early prep.

And then I threw my back out.

I had to cancel the luncheon and ended up on the sofa with a heating pad for two days, after which my movements had to be VERY careful for several days. I hate doing nothing, it’s not in my DNA.

But before I even reached the point of full mobility, I had a day-long dizzy spell.

The day after that, I sliced a chunk of skin off my finger while chopping onions. That took two days to stop bleeding. (No, I didn’t go to the ER because I’m needlephobic, and that’s all they seem to want to do there.)

The day after that, I was inexplicably nauseous all day.

I finally rescheduled the luncheon for late in the week, which went perfectly. Everyone had a good time – maybe too good, because they were here for over six hours! It was well into the evening and past most people’s dinner times before they all left.

By Friday, I was well behind on my work, I hadn’t blogged in a week and a half, and I missed all my blogging buddies’ news. Ugh.

But you know what the silver lining is? A couple of my blogging buddies checked to see if I was okay, which really touched my heart. Sometimes I think blogging friends are better “neighbors” than those in our neighborhood, because where I live, it’s pretty much “every man for himself”. If you’re not around for a month, no one notices. If your house burns down, they just want to make sure their own property is undamaged. But just let someone plant a new expensive car in their driveway, and everyone takes note immediately – because they have to run out and get a better one.

When we first moved here years ago, the town was filled with horse farms, it had a small central village settled in the 17th century, and there was our development. There were little farm markets at almost every main intersection and more in between. Now only a couple are left, and the horse farms have given way to bigger and BIGGER developments. And our little development has been taken over by up-and-comers who are just waiting to get their claws into the McMansions. We’re among the last vestiges of the charming town we moved into, and I can’t wait to get out. I have my eye on a small mountain town in PA where one of my editors lives – that’s my prize, if fate allows it.

Anyway (sorry for the digression), all that is to say that my blogging buddies are a wonderful reminder that good neighbors do exist, even if they live miles and miles away. And I appreciate every single one of you every single day. 🙂

There's nothing like a soft teddy bear and warm blogging buddies.... 🙂


The Vet that Nearly Killed Our Puppy

We learned fast – and the hard way – that choosing the right vet is probably the most important thing we could do for our new puppy. We figured that a recommendation by good friends was the safest way to go….but not so. This guy seemed nice, his office was big, clean, and trendy, and best of all, he had a built-in kennel so we could leave Daisy there when we travel.

BUT – his lackadaisical attitude and inattention to her symptoms almost killed her. We noticed the day after we got her (at 2-1/2 months old and just 2-1/2 pounds) that she had a little cough, so we scheduled a vet visit for the next day. He gave her a general exam, then gave her a routine parvo/distemper shot. He also took the usual stool sampling, which was analyzed in his office. We pointed out her cough and he said, “She’s in perfect health. Don’t worry about it.”

Over the next few days, Daisy’s cough got much worse – MAJORLY worse – to the point that she developed heavy, phlegmy-sounding coughs that went on for a while, followed by horrible-sounding labored breathing. It got worse at night and we were up every night with it, and it worsened by the day. We looked her symptoms up online and there were a few possibilities, some of which were pretty scary: collapsing trachea syndrome (somewhat common in toy breeds), kennel cough, for which we were told she’d been vaccinated, allergies, and respiratory infection.

We made an emergency vet appointment – which they told us would cost DOUBLE – and took her in for a recheck. He listened to her chest and even with his stethoscope, he pronounced her “in perfect health” once again.

“But what about all this awful coughing?”

“Well her lungs are clear, but I’ll give you a general antibiotic and if she gets better after taking it, we’ll know it was something we couldn’t detect.”

WHAAAAA??? I wouldn’t give my dog a random antibiotic without a diagnosis any more than I’d do that to my child! And what did he mean that he “couldn’t detect” a problem – this poor puppy could hardly breath without having a coughing fit!

“Could it be Collapsing Trachea Syndrome? I read that it can be controlled in young puppies with medications and possibly surgery.”

“Don’t look stuff up online, it’s full of misinformation.”

“Yes, but I do research for a living and I know the difference between Joe Schmo’s site and a reputable organization’s site. This information was from the AHS and serious veterinary sites.”

“If she’s got collapsing trachea, there’s nothing that can be done about it. She’ll live.”

That was it – I looked in the Yellow Pages and found one local vet who stood out from the rest. He had AVA awards and certifications, among other impressive things. I don’t usually go by that – I’ve been to plenty of doctors myself who were head of this and head of that, and they truly sucked – but I had to try for the best, since I felt this could be our last chance. I called and they squeezed us right in, and I’m happy to say that this vet saved our puppy’s life. We told him what happened with the other vet, and he got so upset about it. He said, “I don’t even have to use my stethoscope to hear that she has a moderate respiratory infection that’s bordering on severe.” OMG! He gave her a thorough exam, which confirmed his initial diagnosis.

To make things worse, he said that although Bad Vet didn’t cause the infection, he irritated and escalated it by giving her a vaccination while she was exhibiting symptoms of illness. Isn’t hearing lung congestion and knowing not to vaccinate a potentially sick pet the basics of Vet Training 101???

He also asked for a stool sample because he didn’t trust the other vet’s findings; he does an in-house analysis AND sends a sample out to a lab for analysis because the labs have advanced equipment that can find things vets’ equipment can’t, and it’s also good as a double-check system. I’d read this online as well, on a couple vet’s sites as well as the American Humane Society site. On the other hand, Bad Vet only did in-house testing. Results? The new vet discovered two nasty parasites for which he had to make two special medications in order to kill them. Bad Vet spotted NEITHER.

You’d think that Bad Vet would have a failing practice, but you’d be wrong. He’s part of a group practice that I discovered is a chain (like the McDonald’s of vet practices) – another thing the AHS and vet sites warned against. Why are they flooded with patients? Because they’re CHEAP – half the cost of private practice vets.

Moral of the story – when it comes to veterinarians, you get what you pay for.

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