Tuesday, September 11, 2007

When We Were Wolves

Tess guarding her favourite pink ball.
Once upon a time dogs were wolves. We lived in family groups, and only the Alpha female could have puppies. The other females helped raising them, often even producing milk for them. We are not wolves any more, but we still have these genes. I sometimes go through miserable periods of "false pregnancies." I feel I have to make beds everywhere, my teats have milk in them, and I do not let my favourite toy out of my sight. I even take it along for walks. I also whine a lot, which makes mom worry that I may be sick.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I hope that Tess is better now!
Ray
Tor. Ont. Can.

Elin said...

Tess is better, but the vet has found some suspicious lumps, so she may need an operation.
It worries us a lot.

Anonymous said...

Sadly, not uncommon in an intact dog of Tess's age.
My female (Rocky. It's the name she came with. We got her when she was one)suddenly developed lumps and then a large ovarian tumor when she was 71/2. Thankfully our vet was a skilled surgeon and was able to get all of it. They had to fix her though or the risk of a recurrence would have been much greater.
It worked. Rocky passed on 2months ago at the age of 171/2 years old.
I earnestly hope that you have similar luck.
Ray Chandler
Toronto
Ontario
Canada

Elin said...

Thank you Ray for telling us. I am sorry that you have lost Rocky, but seventeen and a half is as old as a dog can get. She must have been extremely well looked after.
Elin
- and a wag from Tess.

Anonymous said...

She was very loved. Her loss came almost 2 years to the day after we lost our Corgy-Dashund mix called Coady.He was 19 and 1/2 years old.
We now have a wonderful year old Jack Russell named Jackie, and a 3 and 1/2 year old Black/Chocolate Lab mix called Sam. Both wonderful dogs.
Rocky was more my wife's dog( I loved her dearly but she always preferred my wife), Coady was mine.
He had been returned 3 times,was 6 years old when we adopted him. The shelter told us that he was aggressive and not really suitable for adoption, but I had looked into his eyes when he was in his cage( he was just lying there not, responding to anything)I read his record, and knowing that he didn't have much time left before they would terminate him, insisted on adopting him.
I never regreted it. For 13 years and 6 months he grew to become a part of me as only someone such as yourselves can understand.
Even at the end, when it became necessary to put him to sleep he was making kissing noises.
I know that 19 and 1/2 is very old for a dog, and I know that I have no grounds for complaint( he lived more than 13 years after we adopted him). Still, losing him was like having my heart ripped out.
When I was very deep in grief( and had just gotten Sam) I stumbled accross your site about Tess. Reading about her helped me make it through.
I check here every day and I am grateful that you still maintain the site.
Sorry for the long comment but I've never told anyone about my feelings about Coady and Rocky.
Most of the people around here would just think that I am weird.
Ray email:raychandler35@hotmail.com)
Toronto
Ontario
Canada