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Beware park benches!

tiercepark Shiba Inu Beware park benches!We had a disturbing incident today at the dog park.  Tierce loves jumping up on the benches and until an hour ago, I didn’t have a problem with this.

Unfortunately, this time, he jumped up and got his leg stuck between the slats.  This picture isn’t a great example because this bench has slats close together, but some of the benches have slats further apart.

I was watching Tierce play halfway across the field, but didn’t see when he leaped up onto the bench.  I and everyone else heard him, though, when he jumped down and  his right hind leg fell through the slats.

For a horrible moment, I was running towards him, screaming, “TIERCE!  TIERCE!  TIERCE!  TIERCE!”  Like all Shibas can, when the need arises, he screamed like a piercing train whistle and about five people ran to save him.

I must say now that I’m very proud of my little boy, because despite having his leg wrenched, he did not bite or try to bite anyone who picked him up or held him or fed him treats (as one gentlemen did – Tierce gobbled down the treat and went back to screaming).  He was a very good boy.

I called Mischa to drive us home, because I didn’t want to carry Tierce all the way there, nor did I want to make him walk/hop home.  Once he got home, he was able to weight bear, so we’re not rushing him to the vet right away, but he’s not going running or for long walks for a few weeks.  He’s sleeping on the couch right now, a very demoralized Shiba.

I’d like to approach the City about having the benches covered at my own expense, but I’m not sure if this will be allowed.  Perhaps a letter?  I’m not sure; I’ll have to look into it some more.  Tierce shouldn’t necessarily have been on the benches, but he’s not the only dog that jumps up there and perhaps this will keep things a little safer.

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Flexi-bruise

IMG00033 Shiba Inu Flexi bruise

This is what happens when your Flexi-lead snaps during a particularly hard lunge by your Shiba and the little plastic thingie hits you in the gut.

Me:  Hey, want to go for a walk?

Tierce:  Sure!

Friend:  I wouldn’t mind.

Me:  Awesome.

Me & friend:  Yadda yadda yadda.

Tierce:  Sniff sniff sniff.

Tierce:  OH HEY IS THAT A RABBIT OVER THERE?!

Me:  Forget it!

Tierce:  LUNGE!

Flexi-lead:  SNAP!

Little plastic thingy:  THWAP!

Me:  *thump*

Ground:  Hi.

Me:  NNGRGLE

Friend:  Here Tierce!  Good puppy… just stay there…

Tierce:  THERE WAS A RABBIT IN THAT HOLE!  I only need to dig for six more hours and I can get through to chase it!

Friend:  …gotcha!

Tierce:  Oh, poo.

Me:  NNNGH.

Friend:  Are you okay?

Me:  Just… fine… mind if I lie here for a while?

Friend:  Uh, sure.  Are you sure you’re okay.

Me:  Never better… oh gods.

Friend:  Um, try seeing if you can walk.

Me:  Okay.

Ground:  Seeya.  Drop in again some time.

Me:  Fuck you.

Tierce:  Oh HEY!  THERE WAS A RABBIT AND I CHASED IT AND IT WENT THROUGH THIS HOLE-

Me:  Shut up.

Friend:  Okay, how are you doing now?

Me:  I think I’ll live.  Shall we?

Friend:  We shall.

Tierce:  RABBITS.

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Itchery, part II

Tierce has been to the vet, who took samples diagnosed him with a mild yeast infection on his chest. Her advice was to shampoo him with Nizoral (anti-dandruff, anti-fungal shampoo) every other day. That, coupled with changing his food to Go! Natural Grain Free, might do the trick. In a few weeks.

Oh, yeah… while we were down at the beach the day before yesterday, Tierce stepped on a piece of glass and sliced a chunk off one of his toe pads. Now he’s hopping around like Pogo-dog (his hurt foot doesn’t stop him from running around) and still trying to scratch his eyes.

This has just been the best week ever.