Corvis had hiccups. Standing next to me, I was hearing a periodic 'pfft-thump' sound. Looked over, and his chest was contracting quickly each time. He had sort of a curious look on his face. And then he did as I do to get rid of hiccups -- concentrated on his breathing with a couple of good breaths, and it went away.
I don't think I've seen a dog with hiccups before.
As another note, Corvis is a very jealous dog when I have lady-friends over.
Corvis had his annual physical today. He topped the scales at 52 or so pounds... the boy is bulking up. I guess my haphazard measuring technique of his super-yum BilJac has had a noticable effect... he still looks pretty trim, but he is a big bulkier. I'll cut it down, I guess, and make up for it by boosting his exercise. Or something like that.
Otherwise, healthy dog. For my continued note taking purposes (you didn't think this entry was for you, did you?) Discussed with the vet his hacking-breathing episodes. Last couple of weeks he'll occasionally stop breathing correctly and look as if he has a hairball to cough-up. Poking at him before the vet showed up, he has several muscle spasms originating around his neck muscles, so I guess I will address that for now with my leet massage-fu. The vet said his breathing seemed very healthy.
He is a great dog. The hospital likes him, and has memories of him at each stage, and are always impressed with his tempermental improvement. I'm also impressed and pleased.
Posting just to relay a story I heard today, about the Wonder Borzoi. Yesterday, the Dane and the Borzoi were having a lovely romp in the field. Suddenly, the Russian did a 180 and took off. Fastest Danielle had seen him run. She blinked, and the longhaired one was a considerable distance and appeared to have something grey in its mouth that it was shaking.
By the time she reached where he had been, he was returning with a second groundhog.
He was very disappointed when she took them away. He had even offered on to his Great Dane buddy. But she took it away and cleaned up the situation. What was remarkable about the kills -- and kills they were -- was the only damage inflicted was to the neck of the small furry creatures. Very very quick, and very very precise. Clearly not his first kills, but the first in the US.
I was impressed. She's going to try to field trials, after seeing how good at it, and how happy it made him.
Mr. Corvis has managed to rub part of his face raw -- bald and then bleeding. My thought was that it was a result of too-long toenails. When I called his Groomer, however, her first question was "did you recently get him a bone?"
Indeed, on recollection, I had -- a real bone from Whole Foods, on a whim. Her hypothesis is that he's injured himself in the attempt to bury it. That despite being an indoor dog, in a hardwood and minimally furnished apartment, he has been trying to bury the bone, in part with his snout. That she's seen this behavior over and over again. So while he's bright, he's
not that bright.
I confiscated what was left of the bone, and I am monitoring his condition but refraining from immediately running to the vet as I have for previous incidents of this magnitude.
I also had his nails trimmed. For good measure.
He has otherwise been rather good, on average, the past couple of weeks. He has been doing well in Intermediate Agility. They have structure the class differently this time around, setting up stations of exercises to perform. And for various reasons, he's ended up working in a group by himself, getting lots of individual coaching from the teachers. They remain confident that he is ready to start competing. One more week.
The recent bout of hot weather has been nice. I been more inclined to hang out outside. And as a solid black dog, he's prone to tire quickly in the sun, and so reaches "mellow happy dog" state very quickly.