LUCKY BOY'S WALKS: March 2009

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Lucky's Day at the VET

You may have notice a small shaved area on Lucky over the past few postings.

A few Weeks ago Lucky had a small spat with a tiny dog at the Run who bite him in the mid hind quarters. I thought little of it, cleaned the wound with Peroxide and forgot about it. A few weeks later I noticed what appeared to be a zit growing there and within a week it had turned ugly and was oozing. I took him to Westside Veterinary Center and discovered he had received a bacterial infection form the little muffin that bit him and needed a course of anti-biotics to stop the infection.

At first this seemed to work but a week later the pimple reappeared and back to the vet we went for surgery to remove the festering blister. He now seems better and is on pain killers and anti-biotics. He hate the cone collar attachment and stares at me as if he is being punished for no good reason. All seems to be going fine and I take him back in 2 weeks for a follow up and stich removal.

BEWARE of ANTI-SOCIAL Miniature Dogs.

I have no bias against them, but have noticed over the past 8 years that the owners seem to think that the smaller the dog the less damage it can do. And seem not to train them to be social.

Thanks for all the kind words and gifts to Lucky.

stitches after surgery

Friday, March 13, 2009

Bubbles Sent Lucky an email from the home

On Mar 11, 2009, at 7:24 AM, bubbles lucius jackson wrote:

Hey Lucky,

How's the tail wagging going?

You get any yet?

I'm knee deep in nurse here. ROFLMAO!

Let's just say I'm almost happy to be in retirement , for a spell at least. I'm stuck here still in Slymar, California at this retirement camp for aged entertainers like me. We chat about the shows we did and occasionally play a hand or two of Canasta or Poker. M sent me a package from Dubai the other day, Oy, what a mess, two masks and a banana, a f'ing banana, after what I did for him. The lies, the cover-ups, teaching him tricks, Moon Walk - that was me trying to get away from his scary ass on those cold marble floors. Saw it years ago as a kid in the nursery on TV ( Bill Bailey) almost got kicked out for doing it in the cafeteria.

And the Make-up and broken mirrors, fixing the spat with Liz after she found him in her closet trying on wigs - Screaming " White Diamonds, White Diamonds". And Lisa Marie, look I told her " Dig if you want, there's no oil coming out of his well"!

Weeks of my life just to get him to stop making those damn mouth noises he calls music. Scat? I know about scat and he is full of it. Oh and the skin creams. I woke up one night to find him hovering over me in a peek-a-boo nightie telling me "you can be beautiful too". I wet myself just getting away.

That one knows not to mess with me, the things I could have told, at the trial I played mute. You know the routine. And I know where the bodies are buried. I dug a few graves myself. I told him knock it off with the little ones, just take a vacation to Cuba or Thailand like a normal freak, Did he listen? Now look at him, a damn Flakey Crust, Beige Bitch in a Burka!

And the kids, Blanket got his name cuz I told him to hide under the blanket when they did room check at night before lock down. M heard it and thought it was a cute name. I got a few cute names for him: Mary Jack-off, Ambi-Jones (he actually thought he should have been the spokesmodel) and my favorite Spots. We did have our good times, but I had to show my teeth on more than one occasion. You know how it is, like you owe them a favor always.

Did you get the treats I sent you? They do a nice brisket across the way here.

I let the girl scratch my parts and she brings it over.

Oh The things I have to do to survive!