tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41000093159503124342024-03-19T07:04:12.019-05:00Sylke's Recovery from ParalysisA journey of my Labrador Retriever, Sylke's recovery from paralysis caused by a herniated disc.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-79480855784625626482014-06-22T13:25:00.001-05:002014-06-22T13:25:06.159-05:00Sadly - on December 27, 2013 my adventurous life with my Sylke came to close. Sylke was 13 years old - having lived 8 years plus fully healthy and happy after her recovery from paralysis. Alas, she developed congestion heart failure in her later yearfs and two days after Christmas, 2013 she made it known it was time. <br />
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Never has a heart been so broken as mine. I lost my friend, my companion, my protector, my soul dog.<br />
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Run free SylkeSylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-36538172582756285022009-10-04T10:35:00.002-05:002009-10-04T10:39:39.404-05:00Autumn Color<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHL-d11S9_nDX2xblEwtj6IALCtU4UU_1aLRWokaJNQbv_MKJ3VWPc1aLaDR7HpWY8aVqMNJpqdzvScckr-Deu0gv4wmZCDxNTR2pxqS8zfSZgY9Zj-sNhaR3XC6_NNtFhL_2Dg9AN1gbu/s1600-h/IMG_3245.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHL-d11S9_nDX2xblEwtj6IALCtU4UU_1aLRWokaJNQbv_MKJ3VWPc1aLaDR7HpWY8aVqMNJpqdzvScckr-Deu0gv4wmZCDxNTR2pxqS8zfSZgY9Zj-sNhaR3XC6_NNtFhL_2Dg9AN1gbu/s400/IMG_3245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388769659850241986" border="0" /></a><br />The color is really picking up in Michigan though many of the trees are still green. On this morning's walk with Sylke we saw some dazzling colors. (pics below)<br /><br />Sylke was a stinker on her walk today. When we saw deer her instinct was "Let's go after them!" and she was all set to barge through the thick underbrush. We had a wrestle about that.<br /><br />The we had an argument about why we really do not need to check out mashed raccoon at the side of the road. She thought it was a delightful idea - I strongly disagreed.<br /><br />On the way back we saw a really large doe and her fawn and when they saw us they took off running - she was hot to go after them as well. We walked along the edge of the woods they ran in to on our way home and her head was up, nose working furiously - and then I realized - they were upwind from us and she was scenting them.<br /><br />I also learned - not a good idea to head out on a 3 mile walk - after 2 cups of coffee - the last few blocks home were a swift sprint!!Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-8779658620593207982009-09-28T05:04:00.001-05:002009-09-28T05:07:35.563-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SP3qLk9yzUkYRDWnUxfm6y23u2zdz7OO66E_oNWAcdaXAdUaXzT_u2ddhPnuOPkT8NacM9VVENSN6whzNVFaLfTD-k86M9wbYwLEbIRfWPcj3GW6dwvQHr4OrhV3QvImZ1l6ZN-Kb9X_/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3SP3qLk9yzUkYRDWnUxfm6y23u2zdz7OO66E_oNWAcdaXAdUaXzT_u2ddhPnuOPkT8NacM9VVENSN6whzNVFaLfTD-k86M9wbYwLEbIRfWPcj3GW6dwvQHr4OrhV3QvImZ1l6ZN-Kb9X_/s400/IMG_3223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386457832163119618" border="0" /></a><br />In this picture, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sylke</span> had picked up an obviously <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">titillating</span> scent down in a deep, brushy ditch. She really wanted to go down there and check it out - and I really did not want to. She stood there savoring whatever scent it was for quite some time.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-83510790630573762172009-09-28T04:55:00.004-05:002009-09-28T05:04:44.358-05:00A Sunday Morning Adventure<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6Wr8acfI1WZb_TCddW4nDmJbbvPtKL7u3cDhzMEgYAsUJx9ULcQUN9CpP_XBlvpuc0KhghWySvYRQhdnFTS8ZifntXLhgSlxDkwdKO-fAuAW3gtcGGpGkvP5r5P59IfPNLqTRfR6d-d4/s1600-h/IMG_3227.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6Wr8acfI1WZb_TCddW4nDmJbbvPtKL7u3cDhzMEgYAsUJx9ULcQUN9CpP_XBlvpuc0KhghWySvYRQhdnFTS8ZifntXLhgSlxDkwdKO-fAuAW3gtcGGpGkvP5r5P59IfPNLqTRfR6d-d4/s400/IMG_3227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386456714685744834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">We had another enjoyable hike Sunday morning. We walked for over 2 miles. I was wise this time and took Sylke on a 12 foot leash so she could wander down into the ditches along the roadway and savor all the scents. She is definitely a dog that needs the extra stimulus of walking and scenting to stimulate her brain. While Trinka and Ava are happy playing fetch for hours on end and enjoy walks - Sylke is not one to enjoy hanging out in the yard. In our yard she just settles herself on the hill in the backyard and lies ever vigilant, guarding her domain.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">When we see deer along our walks she never strains at the leash or barks - she stands and silently studies them, never startling them. And for a dog that just a few short years ago was given the grime diagnosis of never walking again - she manages walking for miles with no residual difficulty.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sylke is a light in my life, a soul mate if you will, a true friend I hope to have with me for years to come.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">In today's picture she had alerted to a flock of ducks that had just flown out of a pond on our morning walk. Just see how fit and beautiful my girl is!</span>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-44267677985668891192009-09-20T10:25:00.005-05:002009-09-20T10:33:49.448-05:00Morning Walk/Adventure<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkm6V5GUIjzrYsX5IOWIB_TpO-d9yQTNk4D5H-ojxphsISdHvh-9qWaJj26DDfZcyazdOsizLlIJIOC0LabJ1C93wzWIOFE2wpJctvKMnYX9JTIuj20Czjy_7J_lNcDLRUSAKghnrdqrr/s1600-h/IMG_3188.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkm6V5GUIjzrYsX5IOWIB_TpO-d9yQTNk4D5H-ojxphsISdHvh-9qWaJj26DDfZcyazdOsizLlIJIOC0LabJ1C93wzWIOFE2wpJctvKMnYX9JTIuj20Czjy_7J_lNcDLRUSAKghnrdqrr/s400/IMG_3188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383573156973502066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This morning Sylke and I walked for about 2 hours. It was a glorious morning - bright sunshine and cool. As we walked down Waldo Road, we saw about 15 deer cross the road about 1/2 mile ahead of us. When we got to the spot where they crossed Sylke got busy tracking their scent. She sniffed along the ditch and when we came to the spot where they crossed she was ecstatic. She really wanted to go into the woods where they went but it is posted property so we could not.<br /><br />On the way home we came upon a doe and her twin fawns grazing. We came within 20 feet of them. Sylke was quiet as a mouse, standing and watching them with me. I managed to take several pictures before the doe alarmed, blowing through her nose which sounded like a steam vent releasing a gust of steam - so loud it made both Sylke and I jump. Her fawns bounded into the woods and she followed. However she stopped at the edge of the woods and watched us, repeatedly stomping her foot in alarm.<br /><br />It was a lovely walk - two hours of sniffing, walking and enjoying the last Sunday of summer.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-14621721770099325822009-09-13T08:28:00.003-05:002009-09-13T09:02:37.057-05:00A Beautiful WalkOn Sundays, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sylke</span> and I have our special time when we got for a really big walk - during the week her morning and p.m. walks consist of about 30 minutes each. But on early Sunday morning we go for our big walk - about 1 1/2 hours.<br /><br />This morning we strolled down Waldo Road, a street lined with wooded areas and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">meadows</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Sylke</span> LOVES these walks. She is allowed to walk in the wide, waterless ditches and sniff. She tracks every ground mole trail, carefully inspecting every mole hill till she finds one possibly worth investigating. She has learned to poke her paw into the mound, if the scent is fresh I will let her dig a bit. There is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">cacophony</span> of odors in the ditches, along the thickets and in the tall grasses for her to savor. It is so beautiful at that time of day with the sun still rising. Today, due to higher humidity, there was a light mist hanging over the woods. I could hear blue jays screeching, saw many birds - gold finches, cardinals, geese flying south, a lone hawk enjoying an updraft. The woods emitted a wonderful woodsy, piney smell with a hint of that fragrance that comes with autumn.<br /><br />As we walked past the woods, in a little opening I saw a deer. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Sylke</span> didn't see it, but she sensed it as her ears were pricked and alert and her nose worked frantically. The doe stood and looked at us - all three of us stood there, contemplating each other. Finally the doe decided it best to depart, stomped her front hoof and with a rather lazy bound, flashed her fluffy white flag of a tail and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">leaped</span> into the woods.<br /><br />On the way back we saw 5 more deer, casually strolling single file through tall grasses, nibbling as they walked. When they saw us they were not alarmed, but glided silently like brown ghosts into the thicket and out of sight. Little did they know, the morning sun's rays back lit their hiding spot and I could clearly see their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">silhouettes</span> in the woods.<br /><br />While we were walking we both heard what sounded like someone or something coming through the woods as we could hear leaves rustling and snapping. We stopped and Sylke, always the guard dog, searched the area around us , head high, ears pricked and nose working, searching for the interloper. Then we heard it again and amusingly, it was big fat acorns falling through the leaves of a huge oak, whacking twigs and leaves on their way down. Thankfully we were not under the tree because as we stood there, a fat acorn fell, hitting the pavement and bouncing a good 4 feet into the air. That would have stung had that bonked us on our noggins!<br /><br />Sylke so loves these walks. Since she has recovered from her back injury and paralysis - I think she would walk forever. This morning we calked about 3 miles. She always senses when we are turning towards home, her pace slows and she fairly drags her feet - she does not want to go home yet.<br /><br />As we were coming up a side street towards home we approached a house where some folks were setting up a yard sale. Lying on their lawn was an enormous dog, appearing to be part Great Dane and perhaps part devil because when he saw us he charged into the street with every intention of confronting Sylke. Now Sylke, being the good protector, was ready for confrontation, but I pulled her up close to my side and we stopped. The enormous menace stopped directly in front of me, staring Sylke down. His body language was definitely an aggressive stance and he emitted a deep rumble deep within his chest. His mistress, a young woman who obviously had little clue of the potential danger or how to handle it came out and said to her dog in a light sweet baby voice, "Now Bandit, why are you acting angry towards that doggie?" She never reached to restrain her behemoth devil dog. Sylke never wavered nor did I and I said in my deepest, growly voice, quite loudly, "HEY GIT!!!" and stepped into the huge dog's space and he back stepped enough for us to continue on our way. I was so proud of my girl because instead of turning to face the dog as we went on way, I simply told her 'Leave it" and she continued on beside me. I said nothing to the woman, I will leave that to Animal Control when I contact them tomorrow about a potentially aggressive dog being loose and approaching me as I walked with my girl.<br /><br />I really enjoy these walks with my girl. The time spent together refreshes our spirits and our deep bond.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-31125944741623346842009-09-04T05:53:00.003-05:002009-09-04T06:03:31.920-05:00Almost Three Years Later<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgflFGSlftu0UTeZLemPJw2u9WH_o0C-DbbwPDDrT6VJqWlBNfVQTMMkuzaLkYB3xnhjgVUySJ4uyu_IErWOs_nCQCvSxgAWSDnEAMpjPjV224W_OccMZI-i4p3IUAI19bRLsOWz2wks_ZD/s1600-h/IMG_3016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgflFGSlftu0UTeZLemPJw2u9WH_o0C-DbbwPDDrT6VJqWlBNfVQTMMkuzaLkYB3xnhjgVUySJ4uyu_IErWOs_nCQCvSxgAWSDnEAMpjPjV224W_OccMZI-i4p3IUAI19bRLsOWz2wks_ZD/s320/IMG_3016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377566187279167682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It will be three years later this month since Sylke hurt her back. She continues to do very well. She has developed what I and the vet believe is a paresthesia in her tail - the tingling and 'itchy' feeling that is sometimes experienced with an iffy disk. She has a raw spot on her tail from trying to relieve the problem. Presently she is on steroids - but this is only a temporary stop gap measure. The other alternative the vet suggested is amputation of the tail - this may or may not resolve the problem - as there is always the issue of phantom pain/pareshesia associated with amputation. So we shall see.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;">We are doing our walks several times a day. She must walk to maintain strength in her hind quarters and just taking her out in the yard doesn't work - she prefers to lie down and keep watch over her property when in the yard. She doesn't play like the other dogs - she never had interest in retrieving or similar games. But she loves her walks. Being the intelligent dog that she is, the walks also stimulate her other senses and makes her a happier dog. She continues to be probably my best friend ever- while the other dogs are my friends and superb companions - there is an exceptional bond between me and this gracefully aging pound hound.<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-6989213921826544322009-01-18T07:58:00.003-05:002009-01-18T11:44:40.797-05:00For the Love of Sylke<span style="font-family:verdana;">Since I have already blogged about Sylke's back problem and subsequent recovery, I thought I should now put down how this marvelous dog first came in to my life. So here it begins......</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I met </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> almost 5 years ago. And I'm so glad I did meet this wonderful girl.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Five years ago, I saw a dog listed in the local paper that was at our local shelter. It was a beautiful black Lab mix - a big boy. After much debate, I decided to go see him and hopefully rescue him and bring him home. But when I got to the pound, he was being walked out of the shelter by his new owner. Disappointed, I decided to just look at the other dogs since I was already there. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">There were lots of dogs, pretty dogs, many picked up as strays. And in the very back in a run with a little German Shepherd puppy was this very homely black Lab mix who looked like she had recently had pups. The fellow at the shelter said she had been picked up as a stray and they had put the puppy with her as she still had milk and they thought the pup would make her feel more comfortable. They estimated her age to be about 4 years old. This poor gal was nothing but skin and bones and looked like a giraffe because she was so thin, her neck looked too long for her body. She had white tips on her toes and a little cute white 'bow tie' on her chest as if she were dressed up! I petted her and she was a happy girl but I left the shelter alone.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But all that night, the image of that skinny, pathetic looking dog kept popping into my head. I thought, out of all the nice looking dogs in that shelter, that poor black dog was going to be the last dog adopted and was most likely destined to be put down.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">So the next day on my lunch hour I headed back to the shelter to give the black dog another look. The shelter folks let me put her on a leash and take her outside for a walk. She literally pranced with happiness to be outside in the cold sunny winter air. She has a delightful girl and that was all it took. I knew this pathetic piece of canine was going home with me. I had to wait for three days to get her as the shelter veterinarian had to come give her a rabies vaccination and I had to arrange for her spay surgery and provide proof of a prepaid surgery. But the shelter man told me I could come visit her anytime I wanted. So for the next couple days I made the trip across town with treats to visit my new girl, walk her and get to know her. And on the third day, when everything was settled I left work early to go pick up my new girl. She fairly pranced to the car, hopped into the front passenger seat and plopped down as if to say "Let's get going!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Bringing her home could be dicey as I had other dogs at home, a 14 year old ailing black Lab/Beagle mix named Peggy and a young bouncy black Lab named Ava. I knew it was crucial to introduce them gently to avoid conflicts and disagreements. So I brought the new girl home and tied her to a tree outside while I intended to go get the other dogs one at a time to do introductions. But when I went back out for Ava to meet her new sister - the black dog was gone - so thin she had slipped her collar - and she was GONE!!! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I panicked!! This was a dog that knew no name with me as her owner. She did not know the area or my house as her home. I called and called and there was no sign of her. I got in my car and drove round and round the neighborhood looking for her, for over 30 minutes. I was so afraid she would get on to the major road near my house and get struck by a car or, worse yet, be picked up by the pound again. I came home in tears, feeling a total failure and horribly sad. As I neared my house I saw the most amazing thing. There standing in the front yard was the black dog - waiting patiently. And when I got out of the car she ran right to me as if to say "Hey!! Why did you take off without me? I was just checking out my new neighborhood" We then proceeded with introductions with the other dogs, which went amazingly well and went into the house all. Her return to the her new home was just a glimmer of the intelligence that this scrawny canine possessed and a mere </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="in cling,in-cling,inc ling,inc-ling,uncling" style="font-family:verdana;">incling</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> of the bond that would develop between she and I.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Once inside the black dog proceeded to run in my bedroom and jump up on my bed with the other dogs and flop down as if she had lived here for years. She wagged her tail and rolled around and was totally at ease.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The next day I went to work, leaving the new dog in a crate for her protection, and the safety of my other dogs and cats. I wanted to be sure everyone would get along well before I left her out with the other animals in my absence. And I wasn't sure of her 'manners' in the house though the night before she had asked to go outside when she needed to potty.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Imagine my dismay when I came home on my lunch hour and found she had literally worried her muzzle raw in attempts to get out of the wire crate and had actually bent the door back in her efforts. For fear she would severely injure herself trying to get out of the crate, I decided to discard the crate and shut her in my bedroom. From then on everything went well and soon she was out in the 'general population' every day while I was away with no problem.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">All being said, her transition into her new home went smoothly, but that did not mean she did not have some issues. For one she had a major dominance issue - and would attempt to bully me and the other dogs when she wanted something. Also she was seriously food aggressive - the first time I petted her when she was eating she tried to bite me. I suppose being starved and having to scavenge for food had led her to guard resources. So, to establish myself as her master and break her of thinking she was mine, we began training. She already knew how to sit, so when it came to mealtime - she had to sit in front of me and wait. She had to look at me upon command and she learned to take each bite directly from my hand, at my command. If she demonstrated any aggressive behavior her dinner 'went away'. In short order she learned that I was head of the pack and would eat happily from her bowl with her sisters with no further disagreement.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The next thing I had to tackle was a name. Being of German extraction myself and since my other Lab had a German name, Ava I decided to select a German name for my new girl. I went online and searched names and after much debate found a name that suited her proud demeanor. That name was </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> - pronounced </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="IL,Zia,Bil,Gil,Lil" style="font-family:verdana;">Zil</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">-</span><span class="misspell" suggestions="KIA,Kai,Kay,AK,K" style="font-family:verdana;">ka</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. She learned her new name quickly. She went through her spay surgery with ease shortly after I got her and we settled into a routine. </span><br /><br /><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> loved to run around outside but her recall was deplorable. If I let her off leash she was gone, flying away in leaps and bounds like a deer carrying her tail curved high over her back. She always returned but gave me worry none the less. So I fixed a 100 foot lead that she could run around on. Her rope was never far from me and if she got too close to the property line I could easily put my foot on the lead and correct her straying. This allowed her to run with the other dogs who were trained to their yard and play without hindrance. This is how I trained my other dogs to stay within the boundaries of our property. And being the highly intelligent dog, caught on very quickly. She and Ava would have rousing games of tug of war with toys out in the yard and roll in the snow and wear themselves out with good </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="doggier,dogie,Dougie,doggies,doge" style="font-family:verdana;">doggie</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> games. But I noticed something about </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and that was that she was always on guard. When we were outside </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> would patrol the perimeter of our yard - tail and head held high, sniffing and watching, keeping an eye on her yard, her sisters and me. I would learn later her value as a guard dog; living alone it gave me quite a bit of comfort to know she was apparently a good watch dog.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Spring came and with it an opportunity for me to foster another Lab mix until he could find a good home. He was a huge black Lab/Boxer cross named Rocky who was pulled from a pound on the day he was to be euthanized. He was about 65 pounds of pure bouncy, nine month old puppy muscle and about as thick headed as they come which explains why he probably was dropped off at the pound. As with many puppies, he had outgrown his puppy cuteness, his owners had not taken the time to train Rocky and he was a strong, unruly mess. When I brought him home, I left him outside and brought the girls out one at time to meet him. When it came </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Salk's,Silk's,Sulkies,Slakes,Sulks" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke's</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> turn, he made a bouncing leap at her and she chomped him soundly on the nose. From then on, until Rocky left for his new forever home, whenever he became too </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="ambiances,lambency's,ambiance's,ambience's,romances" style="font-family:verdana;">rambuncious</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> would discipline him, grabbing his scruff and putting him down on the ground till he simmered down. She never hurt him, but she helped immensely in teaching him proper canine manners. It was interesting to see as Rocky was bigger and stronger than </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, even though she had gained considerable weight since her arrival, but he bowed readily to her will.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Obviously at some point in </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Salk's,Silk's,Sulkies,Slakes,Sulks" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke's</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> life, someone had worked with her. She walked on a leash like a champ, strolling next to me on our long walks every day. She could sit and 'shake' her paw. She was incredibly intelligent - more so than any of my other dogs. And it came apparent to me that she felt she had picked me as her owner. But as good as she was, there was still an aloofness about her. She didn't like to cuddle and never, ever gave me a loving lick on my hand or face as my other dogs did. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">One evening I wasn't feeling well and was relaxing in bed, the dogs piled around me as they always did. Suddenly </span><span class="misspell" suggestions="Slake,Sulk,Sulky,Salk,Silk" style="font-family:verdana;">Sylke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> got up, slid up beside me and pushed her head under my arm. And we had an amazing cuddle session - it was if she knew I did not feel well and she was comforting me. Another time, shortly after that, I was in the kitchen getting them a treat and she bounced up to me and licked my hand. I never knew how touching a lick on the hand could be and I gave her huge hugs for that simple act of affection. It brought tears to my eyes.</span>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-45974072202767881582008-04-13T06:28:00.002-05:002008-04-13T06:32:30.592-05:00She is Whole<span style="font-family: verdana;">Sylke is totally well now. I do watch her closely as far as jumping up and down and getting in and out of the car. But she bounds around as she did prior to her injury. She has a favorite trick when she is outside. She wanders way down in the backyard and when I call her to come she ignores me. I can see her watching me out of the corner of her eye. I will go to get her and when I get almost to her she will bound at me and the chase begins. We both run as fast as we can back to the house. I can see the glee in her face thinking she has tricked me as she fairly flies along, bounding with pure joy. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">One would never know this dog was once paralyzed in the rear. She is totally whole once again - and I love her very much!!</span>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-83285074835319347442007-10-07T11:26:00.000-05:002007-10-07T11:29:18.712-05:00Triumph for Sylke<span style="font-family:verdana;">It has been just over a year since Sylke hurt her back and suffered paralysis. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I just have to say - Sylke has triumphed over her injury. She has now recovered well enough to resume her long walks of 1.5 miles. She was having problems with her left right foot dragging some when she got tire - not anymore. She walks along very well - she even trots. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Sylke is one exceptional dog - a true fighter and I'm so proud of her and so happy to have this wonderful, intelligent, spiritied gal in my life!!</span>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-70368543050616506272007-02-18T07:23:00.000-05:002007-02-18T08:01:33.069-05:00The Healing Power of TouchSylke's experience with paralysis has taught me many things. One of the most important is that the power of touch can be extremely therapeutic, in body, mind and heart. Through her experience, Sylke has become the dog I knew she could be. Her heart finally opened completely and she became the sweet loving dog I knew she could be. She needed me for her basic needs and to tend to her needs I had to touch her a lot. She needed me and learned people could be totally trusted and relied on and I learned a lot about the nature and heart of the dog.<br /><br />But it also taught me how physically therapeutic touch can be. I firmly believed had I not massaged and worked Sylke's body regularly, she would not have experienced the recovery she did. I educated myself on massage and accupressure, but also followed my instincts on how to apply both to Sylke's body. I now use both on all the dogs. It relaxes them immensely and they have learned in a very peaceful, relaxed state of mind it is good for me to touch every part of their body. It has even helped Trinka, who was so nervous about being handled, to realize being handled is a good thing.<br /><br />When I massage Sylke I start at her head. I massage her temples with my fingers, rubbing the top of her head at the same time with the heel of my hand. I lightly ciricle my fingers over her eyes, which she particularly relishes and then run my fingers down her muzzle, massaging as I go. I massage the base of the ears, such as I would if I instilled medicine in her ears. I now have no problem instilling drops in any of the dogs ears because they find the massaging so pleasurable. I use not only my fingers but my whole hand when I massage. I use my touch to feel the muscles underneath - the larger muscles I gently press with my whole hand, following the contour of the muscle. I use my fingers to press gently and massage the depressions of the muscular structures. Accupressure taught me this. I work down each leg, gently pulling each leg from the foot while grasping the entire leg with my other hand and massaging the muscles down towards the foot. With each foot, I apply accupressue between the toes, massaging in a circular pattern with my fingers, spreading the paw. There is a depression behind the main pad of the paw that is particularly pleasurable for the dog to have massaged in a gentle, but firm circular pattern. Massaging the legs and paws has been a great help too when it comes to cutting toenails; the girls are so accustomed to being handled all over while they are totally relaxed.<br /><br />Along the back I run my fingertips down the back on either side of the spine, being careful not to put direct pressure on the spine column. I place my fingertips on either side of the spine and pressing gently draw my fingers down over their sides, I follow this with my whole hand down the sides.<br /><br />The back legs are interesting because there are such big defined muscles. I use the heel of my hand on the large muscles following the contour of the muscle and gently massage in all the depressions between the muscles with my fingers. When I massage the rear legs in particular I use one hand to gently pull the leg forward and slowly back in a gentle range of motion exercise. This gently stretches and flexes the muscles while I massage, again massaging all the way to the toes and between them. I learned reading about accupressure that massaging the depression between the toes and the main pad on the hind legs stimulates the nerves in the lower spine; I used this massage a lot on Sylke during her recovery.<br /><br />I even massage the tail, wrapping my hand around it and squeezing gently and running my hand from the base to the tip. And I do not neglect the tummy. While dogs can be pretty ticklish on the tummy and under the rear leg, when they lie on their back, I put both hands open and flat on either side of their tummy and very gently massage the soft belly, I would like to think it helps stimulate their internal organs. I then run my hands to their inner legs and massage up the muscles on the inside of the leg, while gently pulling the leg up with one hand.<br /><br />I will tell you, massage like this instills trust in you with your dog. It teaches them to allow you to handle them anywhere on their body. It so totally relaxes them because it feels so good. While Sylke was on steroids during her recovery, I firmly believe had I not employed touch in the forms of massage and accupressure I don't think she would have had such a remarkable recovery. I firmly believe working her body in this manner relaxed her to allow healing as well as stimulated injured nerves to encourage their healing. And it also helped Sylke to finally completely open her heart to me and become my totally trusting loving friend that she is today.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-53508860546408375442007-02-17T07:30:00.000-05:002007-02-17T15:49:07.311-05:00Sylke's New YearIt has been bitterly cold here for quite some time. The cold is really hard on Sylke and causes her some weakness in her rear end. But it doesn't stop her from enjoying the snow. After a fresh snow she is first to barrel through the snow and she absolutely LOVES to roll in the snow. She's a very smart girl, she seems to know when the cold is getting the best of her and she asks to go in. She doesn't stay out too long, but then neither do I.<br /><br />She is still the same smart aleck dog she was before her injury - she loves to wrestle, but she also loves to snuggle with me!Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-40727706222119986982007-01-19T22:47:00.000-05:002007-01-19T22:49:12.481-05:00Winter woesIt seems that the cold weather doesn't agree with Sylke's residual neuropathy. If she is out too long, she appears to lose some control of her hindquarters and it causes her discomfort. It causes her to lose some control of her hindquarters and causes her to limp. My poor girl.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-90223478903393047012006-12-02T08:24:00.000-05:002006-12-02T08:27:16.935-05:00Walking in SnowWell, we had some snow yesterday. While Sylke loves the snow and wants to run around in it, it demonstrated her residual weakness in the hindquarters. She has trouble navigating in the crusty snow so she is back to using the sling when she goes for walks out in the yard. I don't want her slipping sidewalks and reinjuring her spine. BUT - last night when the snow was soft and fluffy, she got the zoomies something awful, and butt tucked in little circles, picked up sticks and tossed them in the air and pounced on them. She was like a puppy enjoying her first snowfall ever. It was wonderful to see.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-52221156493672743752006-12-01T07:29:00.000-05:002006-12-01T07:30:46.447-05:00Snow and Butt Tucking Going On!It is snowing this morning. I took the girls out to go potty and then in a little burst of happiness, Sylke did a spinning little butt tuck!! My girl loves the snow and can really move when she wants to!Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-23206378422010575822006-11-21T19:46:00.000-05:002006-11-21T19:49:16.561-05:00Sylke is now walking regularly without her sling under her tummy. The only time we use it is to lift her up and down steps. She has learned that when we step out the door to wait, I put the sling under her and help her down the steps. She is so cooperative when I work with her it is amazing. <br /><br />Tonight when we went for our walk up the street she actually trotted right along - I had to jog to keep up with her. Swear to goodness this dog is as determined to whip me into shape as I am her!!Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-29161259447215062172006-11-19T09:08:00.000-05:002006-11-19T09:09:23.246-05:00Sylke's Recovery<br />Saturday, 18 November 2006<br />Walking Unassisted!!Sylke is now going for walks on the sidewalk without a sling!! She walks right along at a nice fast pace and nary a stumble!! I still use a sling out in the yard where the ground is uneven. But she is walking on her own pretty much now<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 10:01 PM EST<br /><br />Monday, 13 November 2006<br />Sylke has graduated. She is no longer confined in the livingroom. I let her spend my work days in my bedroom. The bed is off its frame so she can get on it easily. I covered the bed with two huge plastic table cloths and covered those with some nice fleecy throws, just in case she has a little urine oops. Those happen rarely now, but still happen when she has to go bad. She did very well.<br /><br />I ordered Sylke a new elevated feeder, thanks to the folks on the Labrador Talk board. Also ordered a wide fleece lined sling to use to lift her up and down steps and for support when we go for walks. It is nice and wide so will provide her better support for her back. And lastly she will be getting a nice red, fleecy coat with reflective stripes. She refused to go out the other night when it was raining and since we walk much of the time at night, the reflective stripes will be very helpful in the dark.<br /><br />All in all, she is continuing to progress well. This morning when I took her out we 'ran' around the yard at a fast trot - she didn't stumble once. This pound hound continues to amaze me every day!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:55 PM EST<br /><br />Thursday, 9 November 2006<br />Sylke is doing so well - and has her routine down pat. When I take her out I put the leash on her neck and we step outside and she stops and waits till I put the second one under her belly to help her down the steps. When I go to work, she trots over to her bed in the corner of the livingroom and settles in. She is probably the most wise dog I've ever had. She seems to realize what she needs to do and outside of chasing a opossum the other night, she does not overdo her limitations. And she is so happy; unlike a human who would probably be depressed with that situation. She is one of the most amazing dogs I've ever had. I'm so infatuated with this wonderful pound hound!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:45 AM EST<br /><br /><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Tuesday, 7 November 2006<br />Continuing to progress here. Sylke went for a 12 block walk this past weekend. She did very well, didn't seem to tire much. <br />Last night there was a opossum on our front porch and Sylke saw it and shoved right out the door past me. Scared me because she literally flew after it, along with her sister Ava. She didn't hurt herself flying off the porch, thank goodness, and I made her and Ava come back in and leave the little guy alone - he was playing opossum in the front yard which probably saved him from being gnawed on by the girls.<br /><br />Oh and now when we go for walks she is carrying her tail higher - though the end of it still droops some. Rather looks like a big 'S' hanging off her rear :)<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:49 AM EST<br /><br /><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Friday, 3 November 2006<br />It happened!!! This morning while reading my email, Sylke came over and stood by me and suddenly, POOF!, there she was, her front end in my lap and I was getting some big Sylke hugs and the best part?? HER TAIL WAS WAGGING!!!! That is the last part to really move and this morning it did! WOOHOO!!!! I noticed when walking her last night she now carries it straight out from her body - it does not hang limp anymore!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:57 AM EST<br />Updated: Friday, 3 November 2006 7:00 AM EST<br /><br /><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Thursday, 2 November 2006<br />Haven't posted in a couple days due to family issues. Last weekend I commented that the only thing that Sylke isn't totally moving on her own was her tail. Well, apparently she heard me or something. Now when we walk she raises it up partway - so that it sticks out straight behind her, level with her back. I fore see a tail carried high over her back very soon.<br />This weekend she went outside and I got a couple pictures of her standing on her own. I let her snoop around in the brush along our fence line where she loves to sniff. She really enjoyed it. <br /><br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:27 PM EST<br />Updated: Thursday, 2 November 2006 7:44 PM EST<br /><br />Monday, 30 October 2006<br />Sylke is doing very well. This weekend I did something for her - I took my bed off its frame and put the boxsprings and mattress on the floor so she can step up onto it. She doesn't lie on it during the day, but last night she got on the bed and snuggled up and we 'spooned', cuddling for a long time. She snuggled her nose into my neck and I thought "Wow - this can't be the same rough, tough girl who was more than a bit of a bully I rescued from the pound". It really touched me that she has become so remarkably loving. She has become one of my best friends and I'm glad I still have her around<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:51 AM EST<br />Updated: Monday, 30 October 2006 7:56 AM EST<br /><br />Friday, 27 October 2006<br />This morning while walking an idea came into my head. A special sling/lead for the handicapped dog. I have seen slings for the rear ends of dogs online, but nothing as I thought of this morning. I am presently using two leashes on Sylke - one as a lead and another padded under her belly for support of her rear. Her body weight in the rear sling helped at first with helping her express her bladder. Now it is very helpful in supporting her rear when she walks. I think I have just invented a new product for the handicapped dog. Gonna work on making a prototype.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:06 AM EDT<br /><br />Thursday, 26 October 2006<br />Uhoh - Naughty Girl<br />I fixed myself a little supper tonight - sat it on top of my computer armoire and went to fetch a drink, and when I came back in, Sylke had her front feet on my chair and was standing straight up on those hind legs trying to see how close she could get to my dinner. I don't want her doing that because I don't want her jumping up and down at all and jarring her spine at all. But it sure was nice to see her stand so well on those legs, even for a bit.<br />When I took her outside this p.m. for her evening potty walk, the neighbor girl across the street was out; her name is Ahleya and she adores my dogs. She was so thrilled to see Sylke walking she sat right down in the middle of the street and hugged Sylke for a long time. Another neighbor girl, Erica was there too and I explained why I had a sling on Sylke and her response to Sylke's injury and healing was simply this "Amazing".<br />Yup, that is my Sylke - the Amazing miracle dog!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:51 PM EDT<br /><br /><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a><br />We are now 5 weeks into recovery from Sylke's back injury. She is still improving - going for walks 3 or 4 times a day - averaging about 12 blocks a day which isn't much, but its a LOT for her. She is still weak in the hind quarters but can stand with no problem and walks around the house some, though when she decides to rough house or chase a kitty then she has to be confined. She is playing with her toys, growling and beating them up. I envision several months of exercise and rest before she is completely fit again. But at the rate she is going, I expect she will be normal again soon.Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-79276610656139861802006-11-19T08:16:00.000-05:002006-11-19T08:18:00.955-05:00<p>Sylke's Recovery<br />Tuesday, 24 October 2006<br />Sylke is now going for a walk three times a day - four blocks each walk. Its not that far, but gets her execise, allows her to potty outside. She does very well on these strolls and really looks forward to them. She would like to go a lot further, but I won't allow it. </p><p><br />I told one of the nurses at work who had been off for a few days that Sylke was going for walks. Her response? Its a miracle, just a miracle.</p><p><br />I guess she is a miracle girl. A very special miracle girl.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 8:19 PM EDT<br /> </p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Sunday, 22 October 2006<br />Now Playing: Sylke Goes for Walks<br />Saturday morning Sylke went for a walk to the corner and back. She did very well but I wouldn't let her walk any further, I did not want her to over do. </p><p><br />She is now asking to go outside to go potty all the time - we don't always make it completely outside but she is doing much better.</p><p><br />This morning Sylke again went for a walk - 4 blocks this morning. That is about the maximum for now. I noticed her legs getting a little rubbery on the way home. She sure can move though - she had me walking at a fast walk. It does her good, I hold her with the sling so she can move her legs in a normal stride, helping to strengthen those muscles. The sling also keeps stres off her lower spine so she does not reinjure herself. She is doing remarkably well - better every single day!<br />12:00 p.m. - Sylke wanted to go out again - we walked up and down the street 3 times!! That is a 6 block walk for her and she only showed signs of tiring when we were walking up the driveway. I notice the neighbors up and down the street standing in their windows watching us, most likely wondering why I've got a sling on Sylke. But going out has benefitted her - no potty boo boo's in the house yet today!</p><p><br />Posted by sylkegirl at 10:53 AM EDT<br />Updated: Sunday, 22 October 2006 12:32 PM EDT<br /></p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a><p><br />Thursday, 19 October 2006<br />The Blessing of Sylke's Injury<br />When I first got Sylke she was a rather troubled dog, with food agression, a bit nippy, very dominant and very aloof. She didn't care much for cuddling and hugs, she would tolerate it for a while, but not long.</p><p><br />Now with her injury and the fact I've had to work with her so much she has blossomed. She will put her head in my lap, lean on me, nuzzle my hands to pet her and if I stop, she will paw my hands to continue. She loves to be held and cuddled. Finally, she has let down her guard and become my girl in heart as well as body. She has learned she doesn't have to be guarded anymore and it is very touching to see.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:52 PM EDT<br /></p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Wednesday, 18 October 2006<br />Today was another good one for my girl. She is going outside with a sling to go potty. She is full of vigor and wants to go much further than I think she should. We strolled around the yard tonight for quite a while. She is very happy, has a great attitude. I cannot come home for lunch due to my car being caput at the moment, but she is doing well in her little cubby in the livingroom. I give her a frozen Kong before I leave for work and it keeps her entertained for quite some time.</p><p><br />Hopefully this weekend I can get her outside and get a picture of my girl standing on her own.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 8:42 PM EDT<br /></p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a><p><br />Tuesday, 17 October 2006<br />Tonight one of the gals I work with brought me home from work, no thanks to my funky car. She is one of the girls that we go to the dogpark with her two boys, Simon and Rio (a handsome yellow Labbie boy). She wanted to see Sylke and I brought her out to see Paula. Sylke was elated to see her and walked like a dream. Stood right up and went right to Paula. I think it did Sylke good to see someone else she knew. She bustled around the yard in her sling, all her legs moving and had me huffing and puffing before I made her go in. Paula was amazed at Sylke's progress. <br />Posted by sylkegirl at 10:05 PM EDT<br /></p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a><br />Monday, 16 October 2006<br />Sylke is doing a little better every day. Tonight when I came home from work she went for a walk around the yard. She went potty outside and she can raise her tail to go potty with no problem, though she isn't lifting it high yet. I have every confidence that in time she will be back to her proud self.</p><p><br /> I let her walk around the house a little bit, but then she has to be confined because I simply do not want her to over do. She goes to the kitchen for a drink but I think I will need to get her an elevated feeding station and water dish. I do not like seeing her hunching over to drink and for now I hold her dish up to her when she eats her food.</p><p><br />Tonight I went outside to do some chores and when I came in, Sylke was standing there with a toy in her mouth, wanting to play. She has definitely regained her spunk and love of life. It does my heart good to see her back to her old attitude.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:42 PM EDT<br /></p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>This morning Sylke had an itch, she shook her head then reached up with her left rear leg and scritched her ear herself! That is excellent movement on her part. Not only did she move her leg, but she lifted it up. She ate an excellent breakfast and today she will start spending the day in the livingroom. I made her a cubby in one end, blocking it off with two heavy little dressers. Makes the livingroom look odd, but she will be away from the bed, which she has been sizing up, I believe trying to figure out how she could get on it. She will have a window to peak out of, my windows are low enough for her to sit up and peek out.</p><p><br />Just now, she walked into the kitchen and got a drink, she walks slightly like a drunk but she walked out on all fours. Thankfully her steroid dose has been decreased so her excessive thirst has subsided and hence the excessive peeing. In 8 days she will be done with the steroids - and she will be half way through her recovery. Hopefully she will be recovered by Thanksgiving - boy will we have a lot to be thankful for.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:44 AM EDT<br /></p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Sunday, 15 October 2006<br />SHE STANDS!!<br />I was in the kitchen this morning getting a cup of coffee and a dog came up and was standing next to me. I was just about ready to say "Ava move" and I looked - and it was Sylke!! Standing on all four - rear legs fully extended!! Now she is still wobbly but every day there is more improvement and this morning when I was cleaning her, I lifted her tail - and I could feel that tail pulling down in my hand!! I look forward to the day when she can stand and hold that tail high like she is in the picture below, and I think we are well on our way. Today I am going to rearrange furniture in the livingroom so she can be out there during the day, blocked in one end with my trunk and cedar chest - she really wants to get on the bed and futon and I am not going to risk her jumping and reinjuring her spine.</p><p><br />10:00 a.m.<br />Took Sylke outside - she was so insistent. She went out and promptly went potty. I guess she is tired of going on a blue pad. Then she wanted to go up the street - BADLY!!! I had a real wrestle to keep her from heading up the sidewalk. So she got bullheaded and laid down - definitely getting back to her old self with a major tude!! (Never thought I would happy to see her bullheaded attitude again, but I was!) I finally got her to get up and walk around the perimeter of the yard. She laid in the sun for a while and when I decided we should go in, again she wanted to head for the street for a walk. I don't think she realized how much effort she was exerting. When I brought her in she flopped on her bed and was out like a light. I did use a sling on her back end so she wasn't over exerting her back and hips - but boy those rear legs were really going!</p><p><br />Evening:<br />I rearranged the livingroom so one end is blocked off in a little cubby with two heavy little dressers where Sylke will spend her time while I am at work. I won't have to worry about her trying to try to jump on my bed. We have come this far, I do not want her hurting herself again. The livingroom looks a bit goofy, but it is only for a few weeks and nobody sits in the livingroom anyway. She actually likes her little nest out there and is out there right now snoozing. And of course she has a bed on the floor of my bedroom - so she can sleep near me at night. She wants to be close to me most of the time these days. Everybody say it.....awwwwwwwwwww :)<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 8:40 AM EDT<br />Updated: Sunday, 15 October 2006 7:36 PM EDT<br /></p><p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a>Saturday, 14 October 2006<br />Sylke is standing - for a few moments at a time. Her legs are wobbly and slightly splayed, but she will stand. She isn't wagging that tail yet, but I suspect that will come in time. How am I going to keep this girl confined and quiet for 4 more weeks at the rate she is going?? I am going to have to figure out a different arrangement for her this weekend, she keeps eyeballing the bed, she really wants to get up on it and that is the last thing she needs to do - crawl up on a bed and jump off. She is one determined girl to get better but I am even more deteremined that she use the full recovery time so she does not reinjure herself!</p><p><br /> Oh, and it suddenly clicked this morning "Hey!! There are pills in my food!!" She spat them out as quick as she licked them up!! So now I have to poke them into little hunks of canned dog food to get them to go down. She is quickly turning into her old uppity self!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:38 AM EDT<br />Updated: Saturday, 14 October 2006 8:24 AM EDT<br /></p><a class="timeLink" href="javascript:add_comment("></a><p><br />Friday, 13 October 2006<br />Sylke is still maintaining. She is trying her best to motor around in a 'squat' but I don't allow it much - she can really scoot though. If she keeps this up, she will be running nonstop in a few weeks!!</p><p><br />My friend picked up some prednisone for me from the vet. The vet talked to her and told her that the only true way to get a sterile sample of urine from Sylke was to do a cystocentesis, going through her belly wall into the bladder with a needle. However, in light of the fact Sylke showed no abnormalities with the urine I expressed I see no need to do this. Had the speciemn I took showed gross abnormalities, then this might be needed. It made me feel like the vet was trying to pad her wallet a little bit.</p><p><br />I cannot wait for the weekend so I can spend more time with Sylke and the girls. It is an adventure to watch her progress. What started out as being an experience that I thought was going to end in heartbreak has turned into a fascinating learning experience for both Sylke and I. The bond between us has grown even more. I took her out last night with the girls and she sat next to me while I threw balls for Ava and Trinka. I petted her with one hand and threw with the other and when I stopped petting her she would gently nudge me for more petting. She is a wonderful girl, my black 'pound puppy'. Whoever discarded her is definitely missing out on a wonderful friend and companion.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:49 AM EDT </p>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-911176211761235832006-11-19T08:11:00.000-05:002006-11-19T08:31:33.086-05:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7154/500489418450965/1600/388191/DSC04061.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7154/500489418450965/320/825133/DSC04061.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7154/500489418450965/1600/711203/DSC04062.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7154/500489418450965/320/926714/DSC04062.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div><br /><br /><p>Sylke's Recovery<br />Wednesday, 11 October 2006<br />Today I caught Sylke 'squatting' - supporting herself on her hind feet in a semi- sit. Those legs are coming back slowly but surely. I cannot wait for the day when I can walk her again!!<br />The vet mentioned during a urinalysis on her so today at lunch I brought home a container and when I expressed her bladder I did a catch and took it to work. I did a dipstick test on it and PRESTO! Her urine is fine - no white blood cells or red blood cells to indicate infection, the ph is fine, no protein to indicate infection. So I called the vet's office and let them know that her urine is clear. No need for cultures or anything at this time!! WOO HOO for Sylke!!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:15 PM EDT<br />Updated: Wednesday, 11 October 2006 6:19 PM EDT<br /><br />Tuesday, 10 October 2006<br />I heard back from the vet today. She had just spoken to the neurologist at Michigan State. As I thought they are going to give Sylke 10 more days of steroids, switching her from dexamethazone to prednisone. No more than that as at that point steroids can have the opposite effect and impede healing which I knew. He also recommended I do ROM every day (check - been doing that since I came home along with massage and acupressure), keep her quiet for 5 more weeks (check - planned on doing that) and at some point do a UA to make sure she doesn't have a bladder infection from stagnating urine in her bladder. I agreed with that, but I've had Sylke on prophylactic antibiotic since she came home because at first I knew she wasn't emptying her bladder completely and I knew this might be an issue. I had read about prophylactic antibiotics on the handicapped dog site I was frequenting and just did that on my own. I am also going to start her on cranberry to protect the integrity of her urinary tract. She is urinating well on her own now, but am going to do a catch and drop it off just to be sure anyway.</p><br /><br /><p><br />The vet continues to be amazed at Sylke's recovery and when I told her she thumped her tail last night while I was massaging her she was again surprised. The first day I took Sylke in to the vet when she was first paralyzed I'm pretty sure the doctor figured her only hope was none but euthanasia.</p><br /><br /><p><br />It is surprising all the people who are continuing to inquire about Sylke's health status - the doctors at work, my coworkers and friends and so many people are rooting for my girl. I thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers and positive energy. I think it is all helping along with my diligence to her health care in aiding her rapid and amazing recovery!! Thank you all!!<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 5:57 PM EDT<br /></p><br /><br /><p>Monday, 9 October 2006<br />I spoke with Sylke's vet this morning, explained everything I have been doing for Sylke and the supplements I have her on. I asked her about keeping her on the steroids a bit longer. The vet's response? "I'm not really sure, to tell you the truth any dog I've ever dealt with in this situation either had surgery or was euthanized." She is amazed with Sylke's recovery and she is going to call the verterinary neurologist at Michigan State University and get his opinion on the steroids. I'm just waiting for a call back from her this afternoon. Hee hee - she really sounds amazed that Sylke is regaining sensation and movement and has regained bowel and bladder control. I guess she underestimated the will and spirit of my gal, Sylke.</p><br /><br /><p><br />Did not hear from the vet today - but then I suppose the Neurologist at the Michigan State veterinary school probably has lots of messages to replay to. I am looking forward to what he has to say about Sylke though.</p><br /><br /><p><br />I will mention this though - tonight Sylke grabbed a stuffed squeaky toy and gave it a good beating - she is definitely back to her old tude!!</p><br /><br /><p><br />7:25 p.m. - and guess what!!! Tonight when I was doing Sylke's massage and acupressure - she moved her tail - picked it up and slapped it down!! I want nothing more than to see her carry her tail up in the air as she used to do</p><br /><br /><p><br />Posted by sylkegirl at 12:51 PM EDT<br />Updated: Monday, 9 October 2006 7:37 PM EDT<br />Sunday, 8 October 2006<br />Sylke was up at the crack of dawn. I am amazed how, in under two weeks, she has recovered. When she was first injured, she was very depressed, her body seemed bloated and she was miserable. That Friday I brought her home from the vet's, I thought I would be spending my weekend saying goodbye to her for I figured there was no other choice but to have her put down. But her attitude, determination and spirit showed me otherwise. Anyone who thinks dogs are one dimensional, simple creatures has no clue about the true nature and spirit of dogs. They are capable of perceiving and reacting to much more than they are given credit for. Observing Sylke's fight for recovery, the behavior of the other girls around her, how gentle they are as they understand something is not right with her, is amazing. First thing this morning, she again tried to instigate a game of bitey face with her sister Ava who had sat down beside her. Her body seems much more trim and she definitely has regained her sass, she never lost her pride and spirit.<br />I am amazed by Sylke, couldn't love that dog more if I had raised her from a pup and am honored to have her as a friend and companion and to be able to assist her through her trials. I have learned much from her and about dogs and myself as well through this experience.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 7:03 AM EDT<br /><br />Saturday, 7 October 2006<br />Saturday Evening<br />Well, Miss Sylke has quickly caught on to her new feeding schedule. I feed her two small meals a day due the fact her bowels move slower and she knows by 6:00 she is due her second meal! She was barking and calling to me and when I checked on her she was sitting up, ears pricked with anticipation. I took her 'snack' to her and then she was fine!! Such a clever girl!!<br />She likes being near to me, she pestered until I made her a bed in the kitchen while I did the dishes this p.m. She continues to amaze me, her intelligence and will. This from the scrawny, skinny dog I got from the pound just over a year and half ago. She sure has come a long ways - even despite her recent injury. This is a dog with a huge heart and a definite purpose.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:53 PM EDT<br />Updated: Saturday, 7 October 2006 7:38 PM EDT<br /></p><br /><br /><p>Saturday at last - we lounged in bed this morning and watched a movie and didn't get up till 8:00 a.m. Felt good to relax for a while, I needed a day off, bad!! </p><br /><br /><p><br />Sylke ate her breakfast with gusto - then she kept whining so we went out and she did her business outside!! That is great because it cuts down on the diaper situation. Ava went out with us and walked right along side her sister - for support?? - who knows but she stayed beside Sylke the whole time we were outside. </p><br /><br /><p><br />I noticed that Syke is trying to bear weight on her right rear leg, though I am hesitant to let her since the rear left leg is pretty weak, though I see her trying to swing it when she walks. I don't think the imbalance of bearing weight on one rear leg would do her fragile spine any good.<br />She wanted to lie under the white pine this morning, but only for a short time - it is rather brisk outside this morning. But she had a good time sniffing the deer tracks in our yard - something we don't often get here in town. Now she is relaxing in the livingroom on a bed; she likes to be out in the midst of activity when I am home. </p><br /><br /><p><br />She is very bright and alert, barking when the other girls bark and really wanting to run to the livingroom when a car goes by, which of course I have to stop her from trying.<br />All in all, her recovery is progressing exceptionally well. </p><br /><br /><p><br />Later on:<br />We went outside to enjoy the beautiful day - Sylke wanted to go all over the yard - the other girls played fetch, the neighbor girl took Betsy for a walk. Everyone had a great time and enjoyed the beautiful day - and now its naptime<br /></p><br /><br /><p><br /><br />Sylke enjoying the sunshine in the backyard<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 8:45 AM EDT<br />Updated: Saturday, 7 October 2006 2:36 PM EDT<br /><br />Friday, 6 October 2006<br />Tonight it was beautiful out - mild and sunny. When I got home I took all the girls out. Sylke was happy to get out and lie in the grass while I played fetch with Ava and Trinka. Then, Sylke wanted to go for a walk - all the way down to the very back of the yard, so away we went. It is her favorite part of the yard - lots of good sniffing which is exactly what she did. Even ate a little grass. Then we walked back up to the big white pine which is shedding its older needles right now. They make a soft fragrant bed under the tree, which is her favorite hangout, so she laid there for a while enjoying the evening while I strolled around with Ava and played a little more fetch. Then Sylke decided it was time to come back in. She is swinging both her rear legs well at the hips, but her feet still knuckle under. But she is giving it a good honest try to move. I'm sure its going to take quite some time for a complete recovery, if it is in the cards for her.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:11 PM EDT<br /></p><br /><br /><p>Updated: Friday, 6 October 2006 8:05 PM EDT<br />Thursday, 5 October 2006<br />Oct. 5th<br /><br />When I came home from work yesterday Sylke was sitting up and acting like a giddy pup! I didn't realize what was up until I lifted her with her sling and she started 'walking' with her rear legs!! She is regaining more sensation and movement!! I took her outside and she 'walked' those hindlegs. Of course, she cannot stand on them and I do not allow her to try; her feet are quite lame yet and I do not want to run the risk of her reinjuring herself when she has made so much progress so rapidly. But I am very excited for her - and apparently so is she.<br />Unfortunately, this morning her left leg was not moving as it was yesterday, but these things take time. I have faith in her that more mobility will return.<br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:10 PM EDT<br /><br />Wednesday, 4 October 2006<br />She Moved!<br />Last night I read a bit about massage and accupressure for dogs. I tried it for a while on Sylke and after I had massaged her for a bit, she moved. She stretched out her left rear leg very slowly and then moved it forward. We are going to be very diligent with massage. She slept deeply last night; the massage must have taken a lot of her tension and stress away. She is very perky this morning, lying on her tummy, ears pricked - waiting for her morning food and pills!</p></div>Sylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4100009315950312434.post-45764374312248954472006-11-19T06:40:00.001-05:002006-11-19T06:40:38.205-05:00Tuesday, 3 October 2006<br />October 3, 2006 - Day 8 of Sylke's Injury<br />Mood: mischievious<br /><br />This is day 8 of Sylke's back injury. She is doing remarkably well for a dog that is paralyzed. I spoke with her vet today and she was surprised when I told her last Friday night, I ellicited movement in Sylke's hind leg and tail.<br /><br />Sylke went out this evening when I got home from work. She is very bright in spirit despite her handicap. I put a leash on her to guide her and a towel under her backend to support her paralyzed rear - she can walk FAST on two legs. I was huffing and puffing when I brought her back in. She is going to do very well in a cart. But there are still at least 5 more weeks of recovery before we get the cart and try her in it.<br /><br />She has a lot of spunk for a dog who is paralyzed in the rear. Her appetite is excellent, she takes her meds with her food and does well in her bed while I am at work. She is very happy to see me come home - I find her sitting up, ears pricked, ready to go. I think my Sylke girl is going to be just fine.<br /><br />My friend at work told me today that her husband said he would build Sylke ramps for both the front and back porch so that when she gets her cart she can go in and out more easily. Isn't that grand? <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Posted by sylkegirl at 6:18 PM EDT <br />Updated: Tuesday, 3 October 2006 6:31 PM EDTSylkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12161387701062830685noreply@blogger.com0