Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The Queen...

You might recall that some time ago I mentioned Daisy was having some pain issues with her legs. We bought her some steps to get up and down from the bed. She refused to use them. Don't know why. In the meantime the vet said she has to stop jumping up and down from furniture as she has some knee deterioration that is typical in older dogs but right now the condition doesn't require surgery and we want to keep it that way.  We went out shopping (gasp-I know) the other day to look for an ottoman thinking that she might be more likely to use it than the steps as it would only be one level up to the bed.  Marc's, a discount store nearby, wanted $75 for one that I thought was poorly made.  We looked around and didn't find anything cheaper or that matched our bedroom decor so Andrew made this one for $20. I got the fabric (on clearance rack) and the 2 in cushion at JoAnn's. So far Daisy is reluctantly using it. She would much rather wake me up at night and have me get out of bed and pick her up.  Not happening.  We are in training mode at the moment and nobody in this house is happy about it or getting any sleep. LOL  She's squinting in the picture because she doesn't like the flash and because she has dry eye-recently diagnosed and requiring drops 3 x daily for the rest of her life. Welcome to the world of the aging dog. Andrew tells her it's a good thing she's cute. I tell him not to say that!



2 comments:

Walking along said...

The term "pampered pet" comes to mind. Lucky Daisy. I'll have to admit that she is cute!

WoolyWorm said...

Andrew's talents apparently have no end. The stool looks fantastic. Daisy is very lucky to have you two looking out for her interests.

Sam is an aging dog too. :( He's 11 this year and has developed some sort of allergy that makes him rub his back raw under the coffee table in the family room. He's also getting recurrent anal gland infections -- so much so that we're probably going to have surgery to remove them this fall. It's too bad we love them so much.

Kate said today that she hopes she someday has a dog who loves her as much as Sam loves me. He was gazing at me adoringly in his spaniel way.