Saturday, February 16, 2008

Tummy Troubles

Poor Tai has been suffering with a stomach or intestinal bug the last few days. The vet thinks it's from licking things he shouldn't be licking. No surprise. We often see him licking at some spot on our patio, so there's no telling what he might have picked up. Anyway, the vet has given us a couple of medications that should stop his pooping every two hours day and night. He's been on the meds for almost 48 hrs at this point, and he's looking more comfortable even though he is still pooping every few hours.

During the night when he needs to go out, he scratches at the bedroom door. One of us will take him to our patio door. (We live above our restaurant, and it's just too complicated to take him downstairs and outside, so it's to the upstairs patio we go.) Poor guy is forced to poop on the tile floor, but he has no choice. He comes back in, shaking like a leaf, no doubt thinking he's done something terribly wrong. But we reassure him that he's a good boy. Then it's back to sleep we go... till the next time.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Old dog, new trick?

I wasn't really sure which was more appropriate... can't teach an old dog new tricks, or necessity is the mother of invention. Tai is not an old dog--he's only four. And he is a dog, so 'invention' is not exactly his forte. But he did teach himself how to open the screen door that separates our apartment from our (oops, his) restaurant.

We keep the screen door closed to keep the mosquitoes out of the apartment. Our building backs onto a well-forested piece of land--the word 'jungle' certainly applies--so we have more than our share of mosquitoes day and night.

Tai is sleeping a lot during this cool time of year, and what better place to sleep than on the bed. But the bedroom is in the apartment. And the apartment is behind that closed screen door. Simple solution... push! He figured out all by himself that if he gives the door just the right amount of force, it pops right open. He has other places where he can sleep during the day--a favorite blanket on the floor in the restaurant and a favorite chair in the kitchen. But who can argue that the bed is so much better!

Clever dog!