To this...
Happy birthday, Vegas Rose. You're all my heart desired and more. Here's to celebrating this weekend complete with fun times, special walks, and pupcake!!!!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
Squirrel Hunting
Vegas and sister, Juicy, just about had a conniption fit this evening at the screen door. Upon letting them out in the backyard they scrambled as fast as their feet would carry them to the grape arbor. Presumably we were hunting squirrels. The irony of this squirrel incident is that she was nearly possessed with drive to get it, circling, jumping, and running around, whining at me as if I could help for more than 10 minutes. Of course I brought out the camera.
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Neck-wear Indulgence
A few friends have been posting lately about gorgeous leather collars they're getting, like, have ordered, customized, etc. One friend even ordered from a company I referred, Karma Collars. I make collars, of course, but I don't do leather (at least not yet). Typically I wouldn't be able to indulge in something so extravagant but I've been working really hard lately and I was having a particularly rough and emotional week so...
When Karma had a sale - Get a free leash with any collar purchase - well, who was I to say no? Karma makes absolutely wonderful products. I learned of them a couple years ago when they made a donation to a club raffle I was collecting for. I was so impressed by the creativity, design, and quality that I was all for promoting them. Their prices are actually really good, too, especially for the quality of workmanship - and in comparison to other companies offering the same products. I'm all for Karma!
So then when I made the decision I had to CHOOSE. How do you choose from so many beautiful items - particularly when you can customize? Well, sometimes you just go with your gut. The Stargazer immediately struck me and I went with it. Vegas' was to be 1.5" wide in black leather and I requested pink, purple, and clear rhinestone embellishments. Once the order was placed it was about three weeks out from shipment - YES, they're that popular and in high demand. Anyone who knows me knows I hate waiting. Hate waiting. I'm much more of an "instant gratification" kind of girl. But cest la vie; in such an instance I had no choice so waiting it was.
I got notice on Thursday the collar had shipped. It was sent two day priority mail with the USPS and I couldn't wait. Our schedule was such that we were away from home all day Saturday - leaving just an hour or so before the mail would typically arrive. Imagine my delight when I got home to this!
It fits Vegas perfectly and is so soft and comfortable. They outdid themselves and I love, love, love it! The leash is 4' in 3/4" black, soft, supple leather. It felt already broken in and for those who use leather leashes, you know what a treat that is!
Here's Vegas modeling.
She even wore it hiking on Sunday.
Karma also has a Facebook page where you'll see many happy hounds sporting their fantastic gear.
When Karma had a sale - Get a free leash with any collar purchase - well, who was I to say no? Karma makes absolutely wonderful products. I learned of them a couple years ago when they made a donation to a club raffle I was collecting for. I was so impressed by the creativity, design, and quality that I was all for promoting them. Their prices are actually really good, too, especially for the quality of workmanship - and in comparison to other companies offering the same products. I'm all for Karma!
So then when I made the decision I had to CHOOSE. How do you choose from so many beautiful items - particularly when you can customize? Well, sometimes you just go with your gut. The Stargazer immediately struck me and I went with it. Vegas' was to be 1.5" wide in black leather and I requested pink, purple, and clear rhinestone embellishments. Once the order was placed it was about three weeks out from shipment - YES, they're that popular and in high demand. Anyone who knows me knows I hate waiting. Hate waiting. I'm much more of an "instant gratification" kind of girl. But cest la vie; in such an instance I had no choice so waiting it was.
I got notice on Thursday the collar had shipped. It was sent two day priority mail with the USPS and I couldn't wait. Our schedule was such that we were away from home all day Saturday - leaving just an hour or so before the mail would typically arrive. Imagine my delight when I got home to this!
Here's Vegas modeling.
Monday, August 5, 2013
Summer Hike!
And Vegas' first hike in almost 9 months! Yes, I'm trying to conquer our - my - fear of reinjury. Every limp, off step, or stumble causes me heart palpitations, but she seems to be holding up just fine and was thrilled to get out on a hike.
We headed out about 7:15 am on Sunday out Highway 26 (Oregon) toward the coast range. There was a logging road I hiked with a friend a couple months ago and I figured we'd hit that up again. Well, turned out it was closed because they are logging it again so we were at a dilemma. I decided to keep going up the highway in hopes of finding another logging road that was open. We had success in just a couple of miles and this stop-over had two logging roads from which to choose. One looked like it paralleled the highway at least for a bit but was less traveled if all the grass grown over the road was any indication. The other headed off into the woods and appeared to be all gravel.
We selected the road less traveled (left) and headed out. I had my backpack, plenty of bottles of water, dishes, poop bags, some cherries for a snack, my camera, my 14 year-old son, and all three dogs along.
Vegas running pell-mell to catch up to Mama.
I wish I remembered what these berries were. They were seriously abundant out there on the left trail.
The left trail, we learned, while beautiful, did parallel the highway for the most part, even while drifting North, and soon ended at a road. We weren't sure where the road would have taken us, but it surely was no longer a forest service road and thus the dogs would have had to go back on leash. So we turned back from where we came with plans to head out on the other (right) trail.
Before we did, though, see what we saw?
So off on the other trail we went. It was graveled all the way with that large-ish gravel designed to support log trucks. Not the greatest for walking on but certainly better than beating our own trail. The good news about this trail, too, is that it was mostly in the shade! The other logging roads I had originally thought about were mostly out in the open and exposed to the sun due to all the clear cuts. The shade is very welcome when highs were going to reach nearly 90 yesterday and even early in the morning, upper 60s and low 70s is a bit much for all of us to do much in the way of lengthy exertion.
Yes, Mama, I'll pose. But just for a minute.
Just keep sniffing, just keep sniffing... Lots of "scat" out there. Likely coyote. No deer or elk pellets surprisingly despite all the tracks we saw.
Russian Thistle, I believe... ? (Thanks, James.)
I use an awesome app on my Android device called Map My Walk/Hike. It tracked our distance. We went just over 4 miles with varying elevations. You can see the details here. This has been important not only for my own fitness, but to monitor what I put Vegas through. She managed well and this is the farthest we have been thus far since we started back on the road to rehabilitation.
Everybody came home and crashed pretty good until mid-afternoon when they all wanted dinner. No ill effects so I'm excited to get her out again to enjoy the great outdoors.
We headed out about 7:15 am on Sunday out Highway 26 (Oregon) toward the coast range. There was a logging road I hiked with a friend a couple months ago and I figured we'd hit that up again. Well, turned out it was closed because they are logging it again so we were at a dilemma. I decided to keep going up the highway in hopes of finding another logging road that was open. We had success in just a couple of miles and this stop-over had two logging roads from which to choose. One looked like it paralleled the highway at least for a bit but was less traveled if all the grass grown over the road was any indication. The other headed off into the woods and appeared to be all gravel.
We selected the road less traveled (left) and headed out. I had my backpack, plenty of bottles of water, dishes, poop bags, some cherries for a snack, my camera, my 14 year-old son, and all three dogs along.
Before we did, though, see what we saw?
Everybody came home and crashed pretty good until mid-afternoon when they all wanted dinner. No ill effects so I'm excited to get her out again to enjoy the great outdoors.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Fear
noun
1.
a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the feeling or condition of being afraid. Synonyms: foreboding, apprehension,consternation, dismay, dread, terror, fright, panic, horror, trepidation, qualm. Antonyms: courage,security, calm, intrepidity.
Anyone ever experience this emotion? Fear. Life is really busy right now and I'm having a hard time just fitting in regular walks with the dogs. However, other than this week, they were getting them every other day at a minimum for 1.75-2.5 miles. It was enough to take the edge off and make them happy for a change of scenery and smell some new smells. A couple of times I took Vegas out in the front yard and worked on obedience, too. She is starting to get the concept of a drop on recall and damn if it isn't the cutest thing ever.
But fear... fear sort of rules my mind when it comes to training - particularly rehabilitating her. Any time I let her off leash, I experience fear. What if she trips? What if she steps in a hole? What if she strains something in her wild and enthusiastic frolicking? What if she steps on one of the littles and hurts them? What if, what if, what if?
So sometimes I avoid activity with her. If she doesn't do anything she can't get hurt right? I know this train of thought is not exactly well thought out or logical, but fear often doesn't follow those rules does it?
I'm even afraid of getting her 100% rehabilitated and strong again. Why you may wonder? Well, what if she doesn't like agility any more? What if she still can't do agility? What if I get her strong but she's just not made the way she used to be and her age has caught up to her and she shouldn't be as active?
I also haven't had time to collect a urine sample and have it retested again, so fear rules there, too. What if something is still wrong? What if another abnormality appears in testing and we have to proceed down another path?
So fear is ruling our lives right now. I'm trying to work through it and hoped to take steps toward doing so by vocalizing those fears. For all intents and purposes, I have no reason to believe she can't completely recover. Nothing we have done thus far has caused her any setback. She is just as happy to go and be active as ever. She is just as demanding to do something often as she ever was - perhaps more so. She is tired of being cooped up. She wants to go. She is happy to walk, happy to work, demands to romp and play. My living room is a testament usually to her enthusiasm for life what with piles of toys strung out all over. She has not had a moment's lameness. Last week on Wednesday I took her for a walk while it was still quite sunny and warm out. We ventured to the Farmer's Market uptown and she wore her backpack. She carried two bottles of water, my cell phone, and my wallet. She did fine and had no ill effects. She moves well. She is not lame.
So this, too, will pass, right? The fear. It will recede, dissipate, and slip away into the recesses of memory? I hope so. But for now, fear resides in our lives.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
All is well!
I am soooooo far behind on updating my blog regarding Vegas and her roller coaster of health issues. It's going to have to be the Cliff's Notes version for tonight with a few summer pictures thrown in for good measure and I'll detail out what happened at a later date. AND try to keep up with this as I find writing cathartic and I want the history of my girl documented.
Day of Surgery
We arrived at the surgical center bright and early and Vegas cranky with no breakfast. Seriously. Unhappy girl. We went in and took care of paperwork, had blood drawn for pre-surg labs, and then hung out in the waiting room. A while later they took her back for her pre-op exam and then returned her. Someone came out shortly and gave pre-meds. We hung out a while longer....long enough so that I went and got her crate pad to lay on. Chilling and chilling and chilling until finally, a couple hours later they wanted her back for the full anesthesia.
Here are her pre-surgical labs:
About thirty minutes later Dr. Munjar came and got me. Oddly, I thought, he came through the exam room. He had x-rays to show me. Low and behold he no longer thought we were dealing with an ACL tear. Prior to coming out to talk to me he had gone ahead and had the techs take hip films too, but they also looked great. So after we talked and he sort of scratched his head and puzzled a moment he went and asked them to take a spinal/back film.
Here are the knee films taken on the day of surgery, June 5:
Remember, the left is the one we were supposed to operate on. Basically he just didn't think it was ACL any more because the signs were not there on the x-rays. He said there is no way a dog of her size could favor the leg enough to take the weight off and not have scar tissue building up where the ACL connects to the knee. In fact, if he didn't have L(eft) and R(ight) indicators on the films, he might have speculated the right was of issue, if anything. Regardless, he was completely straight with me and said that we could do the surgery but his suspicion is that what was bugging her would still be there six to eight weeks post-op. The options prior to looking at the back film were: 1) Send her to another specialty facility with an MRI and see if we could get a better look inside her knee; 2) Go ahead with surgery, make a smaller incision and see if he could scope the ACL and see if it was really torn; or 3) Proceed with the surgery and hope for the best.
He's an honest kind of doctor and experienced enough with these surgeries (He has done hundreds if not thousands!) that he just wasn't feeling it.
Here's her hip rads; not too shabby for a 6.5 year old girl from a first breeding of young parents. :)
Here is the spinal x-ray:
So upon seeing this he figured that was our answer - at least enough to pursue it before an ACL. I've included another version of the spinal rad below with markup to show what was notable:
Basically her spine was growing a bit of extra bone underneath the vertebrae. Being an orthopedist, he felt our best bet was to go see a neurologist for more workup and opinion. That's what we decided to do and I got the referral to see Dr. Peterson at Cascade Veterinary Referral Center.
After the doctor and I were done talking I went outside and had a good cry. The whole turn of events took me completely for surprise and I just lost it emotionally. After all, we've been through so much and the surgery was at least our solution. Now we had more questions than answers and possibly more expense on top of potentially coming back to this surgery. I paced in the grass alongside an empty/vacant building, cried, tried to get myself under control, and cried some more. Finally I spied one of the techs who had come out to get me, pulled myself together, and went in with her. The poor receptionist was worried and asking if I was okay; she didn't know what Dr. Munjar and I had discussed yet.
I followed the tech back and sat with Vegas as she woke up. It took quite a while and boy was my girl drunk. Sloppy, dry tongue hanging out of her mouth, wobbly, and whiny. Whew. An hour or so later she was finally awake and we had paid, gotten our meds, and gotten loaded for the trip home.
All said and done I guess we spent about five and a half hours at the clinic that day plus commute before making it back home to cuddle on the couch. I called Dr. Peterson right away to make the appointment and they had openings for that day or the following. Upon Dr. Munjar's suggestion, I needed to wait at least until the next week for the discomfort to wear off from being manipulated under anesthesia for the x-rays to dissipate and the pain meds we had been prescribed to wear off. We ended up scheduled two weeks out.
Neurology Appointment, June 19
Her appointment was in the afternoon. I rushed home from work, pottied the dogs and Vegas and I hit the road. Traffic, of course, slowed us down drastically and we barely made it, having to call them and let them know we would be a few minutes late.
The first thing I have to say is, Dr. Peterson and her tech, Chris, were incredible. INCREDIBLE. I spent a long, Loooooooonnnnnnng time explaining all of her symptoms and the history to Chris. He was patient, asked clarifying questions, and documented it ALL. It was wonderful. In many ways I needed to tell it all to feel like the history would be considered. Cause honestly, Vegas has acted completely fine and normal since April when we released her from the kennel and started playing and being mobile again. She only had a little "hitch" in her walk on the left rear. Historically this has been there for years. Not sure why after the "launch off the bed/limping" incident early February I didn't pair the two together. So anyway, Chris listened and documented and then did his preliminary stuff - heart, lungs, temperature. Then he left and Vegas and I hung out for ten minutes or so. Then Dr. Peterson and Chris came in. She asked more questions and then started doing a physical exam on Vegas. I was able to explain my concerns about putting her down on the floor (side or back) because of what happened at CVC with Dr. Bullard.
They completely, 100% understood and being a neurologist knew the implications of forcing a giant dog who was scared into a down or onto the side. Instead we talked Vegas into a down (on her belly) herself, then spent the time petting her and talking to her to relax a bit more. Chris could then bear hug her while I pet her and just sort of leaned down and she went with him. It was really cool that she cooperated as the act of being restrained sometimes only freaks her out as she is concerned someone will take her from her mama. Regardless, their patient method worked and I'm ever so grateful.
So Vegas down Dr. Peterson proceeded with her neuro exam. She manipulated her feet, used the reflex hammer to check responses in multiple areas, etc. I don't honestly remember all or even most of it. Then she was able to get up and we repeated the process for the other side. Afterward she checked her head and then we turned out the lights to check her eyes. The last step was to go outside. She tested her neurologic responses by turning her toes under and waiting for her to "reflexively" turn them back the way they belong. It was interesting and took a while because Vegas wasn't consistent in her responses for a while and actually, I believe she was comfortable enough with them at that point that she was just complacent with what they were doing since it didn't hurt or scare her.
After that test I gaited her and gaited her and jogged her and walked her slowly and repeat over and over. They were watching her walk, looking for any dragging toes, and to look for that "hitch" I mentioned she's had.
The findings: Dr. Peterson felt she had a mild but consistent delay to "UN" toe under on the right rear - meaning when she turned the toes under and set Vegas' foot down, she didn't immediately flip her toes up to stand correctly on the pads. She figured the slight hitch I was seeing was possibly the tiniest of swings with her foot - basically instead of picking it up and moving it forward she was bringing it ever so slightly outward (away from her body) before setting it down, thus causing a hiccup in her gait. Crazy the things I notice I tell you.
The x-rays were insignificant. She said the bridging occurring is so incredibly normal and common. She said any large or giant dog is likely to develop it at some point and most of it is harmless. She sees it all the time in active middle-sized dogs like Labs. I asked about taking more x-rays to see higher up and to see the lower portion more. She said we could but doubted it would give us any more information than the current x-ray. Basically, the signs Vegas was having don't necessarily have anything to do with the bridging and there wouldn't necessarily be anything to do anyway. So basically, believe it or not, we got the go ahead to resume activity and have a life again. She didn't see the reason for any more workup or to restrict her since these random and minor clinical signs don't point to a real problem. So hooray for awesome news! We could work on having a life again and I could begin to build her back up!
The only caveat to the visit was the minor bomb dropped on me in regard to the pre-surgical bloodwork done on June 5. I'd not seen it nor known the results. Apparently the red blood cell counts were elevated - enough so they stuck out to Dr. Peterson. We discussed those results and I decided it was worth it to follow-up with new labs just in case. I don't have the constitution to "wait and see." My mind wanders in too many directions and I would have been focused on that instead of starting to get out and enjoy summer with my girl. We drew the blood and then headed out for a potty sample too since kidney function could be related if there was something going on. Vegas cooperated and we were off and headed home.
Follow-Up Lab Results
We had results in almost no time. They'd been sent out to a veterinary lab and upon receipt of the results Dr. Peterson called me. Here they are:
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The good news, the original issue - red blood cells - was normal. In other news, her urine showed blood in it yet we obtained it via free catch (She didn't have to have a needle inserted through her side into her bladder to take the sample - AKA cysto.) and didn't note blood visually or by color.
All in all, Dr. Peterson wasn't too worried and again, kind of figured the wait and see approach was fine. I ran the results by a veterinarian friend and a tech friend and opted to instead do a follow-up UI. To date we haven't done that yet as when I took her to the vet two weekends ago she wasn't as cooperative with her "Go potty" on command behavior. I'll update regarding that visit in a few days.
In the meantime, we've gotten back to "normal." We walk as often as possible and are practicing obedience in the front yard. Here are a few random pictures to cover the last month or so.
Raw bones in the sunshine
Back scratches in the sunshine
Toy!
Swimming!
Crazy dog recall at the park.
Lovin' the hedgehog
Does this pool make my head look fat?
Day of Surgery
We arrived at the surgical center bright and early and Vegas cranky with no breakfast. Seriously. Unhappy girl. We went in and took care of paperwork, had blood drawn for pre-surg labs, and then hung out in the waiting room. A while later they took her back for her pre-op exam and then returned her. Someone came out shortly and gave pre-meds. We hung out a while longer....long enough so that I went and got her crate pad to lay on. Chilling and chilling and chilling until finally, a couple hours later they wanted her back for the full anesthesia.
Here are her pre-surgical labs:
About thirty minutes later Dr. Munjar came and got me. Oddly, I thought, he came through the exam room. He had x-rays to show me. Low and behold he no longer thought we were dealing with an ACL tear. Prior to coming out to talk to me he had gone ahead and had the techs take hip films too, but they also looked great. So after we talked and he sort of scratched his head and puzzled a moment he went and asked them to take a spinal/back film.
Here are the knee films taken on the day of surgery, June 5:
He's an honest kind of doctor and experienced enough with these surgeries (He has done hundreds if not thousands!) that he just wasn't feeling it.
Here's her hip rads; not too shabby for a 6.5 year old girl from a first breeding of young parents. :)
After the doctor and I were done talking I went outside and had a good cry. The whole turn of events took me completely for surprise and I just lost it emotionally. After all, we've been through so much and the surgery was at least our solution. Now we had more questions than answers and possibly more expense on top of potentially coming back to this surgery. I paced in the grass alongside an empty/vacant building, cried, tried to get myself under control, and cried some more. Finally I spied one of the techs who had come out to get me, pulled myself together, and went in with her. The poor receptionist was worried and asking if I was okay; she didn't know what Dr. Munjar and I had discussed yet.
I followed the tech back and sat with Vegas as she woke up. It took quite a while and boy was my girl drunk. Sloppy, dry tongue hanging out of her mouth, wobbly, and whiny. Whew. An hour or so later she was finally awake and we had paid, gotten our meds, and gotten loaded for the trip home.
All said and done I guess we spent about five and a half hours at the clinic that day plus commute before making it back home to cuddle on the couch. I called Dr. Peterson right away to make the appointment and they had openings for that day or the following. Upon Dr. Munjar's suggestion, I needed to wait at least until the next week for the discomfort to wear off from being manipulated under anesthesia for the x-rays to dissipate and the pain meds we had been prescribed to wear off. We ended up scheduled two weeks out.
Neurology Appointment, June 19
Her appointment was in the afternoon. I rushed home from work, pottied the dogs and Vegas and I hit the road. Traffic, of course, slowed us down drastically and we barely made it, having to call them and let them know we would be a few minutes late.
The first thing I have to say is, Dr. Peterson and her tech, Chris, were incredible. INCREDIBLE. I spent a long, Loooooooonnnnnnng time explaining all of her symptoms and the history to Chris. He was patient, asked clarifying questions, and documented it ALL. It was wonderful. In many ways I needed to tell it all to feel like the history would be considered. Cause honestly, Vegas has acted completely fine and normal since April when we released her from the kennel and started playing and being mobile again. She only had a little "hitch" in her walk on the left rear. Historically this has been there for years. Not sure why after the "launch off the bed/limping" incident early February I didn't pair the two together. So anyway, Chris listened and documented and then did his preliminary stuff - heart, lungs, temperature. Then he left and Vegas and I hung out for ten minutes or so. Then Dr. Peterson and Chris came in. She asked more questions and then started doing a physical exam on Vegas. I was able to explain my concerns about putting her down on the floor (side or back) because of what happened at CVC with Dr. Bullard.
They completely, 100% understood and being a neurologist knew the implications of forcing a giant dog who was scared into a down or onto the side. Instead we talked Vegas into a down (on her belly) herself, then spent the time petting her and talking to her to relax a bit more. Chris could then bear hug her while I pet her and just sort of leaned down and she went with him. It was really cool that she cooperated as the act of being restrained sometimes only freaks her out as she is concerned someone will take her from her mama. Regardless, their patient method worked and I'm ever so grateful.
So Vegas down Dr. Peterson proceeded with her neuro exam. She manipulated her feet, used the reflex hammer to check responses in multiple areas, etc. I don't honestly remember all or even most of it. Then she was able to get up and we repeated the process for the other side. Afterward she checked her head and then we turned out the lights to check her eyes. The last step was to go outside. She tested her neurologic responses by turning her toes under and waiting for her to "reflexively" turn them back the way they belong. It was interesting and took a while because Vegas wasn't consistent in her responses for a while and actually, I believe she was comfortable enough with them at that point that she was just complacent with what they were doing since it didn't hurt or scare her.
After that test I gaited her and gaited her and jogged her and walked her slowly and repeat over and over. They were watching her walk, looking for any dragging toes, and to look for that "hitch" I mentioned she's had.
The findings: Dr. Peterson felt she had a mild but consistent delay to "UN" toe under on the right rear - meaning when she turned the toes under and set Vegas' foot down, she didn't immediately flip her toes up to stand correctly on the pads. She figured the slight hitch I was seeing was possibly the tiniest of swings with her foot - basically instead of picking it up and moving it forward she was bringing it ever so slightly outward (away from her body) before setting it down, thus causing a hiccup in her gait. Crazy the things I notice I tell you.
The x-rays were insignificant. She said the bridging occurring is so incredibly normal and common. She said any large or giant dog is likely to develop it at some point and most of it is harmless. She sees it all the time in active middle-sized dogs like Labs. I asked about taking more x-rays to see higher up and to see the lower portion more. She said we could but doubted it would give us any more information than the current x-ray. Basically, the signs Vegas was having don't necessarily have anything to do with the bridging and there wouldn't necessarily be anything to do anyway. So basically, believe it or not, we got the go ahead to resume activity and have a life again. She didn't see the reason for any more workup or to restrict her since these random and minor clinical signs don't point to a real problem. So hooray for awesome news! We could work on having a life again and I could begin to build her back up!
The only caveat to the visit was the minor bomb dropped on me in regard to the pre-surgical bloodwork done on June 5. I'd not seen it nor known the results. Apparently the red blood cell counts were elevated - enough so they stuck out to Dr. Peterson. We discussed those results and I decided it was worth it to follow-up with new labs just in case. I don't have the constitution to "wait and see." My mind wanders in too many directions and I would have been focused on that instead of starting to get out and enjoy summer with my girl. We drew the blood and then headed out for a potty sample too since kidney function could be related if there was something going on. Vegas cooperated and we were off and headed home.
Follow-Up Lab Results
We had results in almost no time. They'd been sent out to a veterinary lab and upon receipt of the results Dr. Peterson called me. Here they are:
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All in all, Dr. Peterson wasn't too worried and again, kind of figured the wait and see approach was fine. I ran the results by a veterinarian friend and a tech friend and opted to instead do a follow-up UI. To date we haven't done that yet as when I took her to the vet two weekends ago she wasn't as cooperative with her "Go potty" on command behavior. I'll update regarding that visit in a few days.
In the meantime, we've gotten back to "normal." We walk as often as possible and are practicing obedience in the front yard. Here are a few random pictures to cover the last month or so.
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