Finally, something worth blogging about. Behold, BUDDHA!
About a month ago I filled out the adoption form for a pug rescue in OKC. A real bitch of a form too. It repeated questions and wanted everything save for a blood sample. 5 references. I filled the fuck out of that form. I gots the pug knowledge. So it was no surprise when the director of the rescue called a week later to initiate stage two of the adoption process, the home visit. They knew from the form that we lived in an apartment so the home visit was just a formality. They usually come out and inspect the fence line. The woman that did our home visit is also the owner of the Empire Bar. She brought her pug to see how she got along with Elvis. The woman was amazed at the pep that Elvis showed at 9 years. She chatted us up for a while and said she would put in the word for us to move forward. A couple of days later I got the email congratulations that we had been selected to adopt a pug.
We chose Buddha because his picture on the website was so damn cute. He's 5 months and every bit as cute in person. We got him last Thursday. He layed with Elvis and then settled into his new home. Everything was going great until Elvis started being standoffish on Friday. He didn't seem to want anything to do with Buddha. Saturday morning was worse. Elvis seemed annoyed with the dog and depressed about everything else. Andia started to worry that the new puppy wasn't going to work out. I reassured her by telling her to give it a week.
Late saturday night Elvis sat behind me on the sofa for two hours. Sat. He wasn't curled up like he normally would be. I looked at him and he started shaking. I got a little concerned. I petted him for a while and the shaking went away. We went to bed and the next morning everything seemed fine. Well, he was still indifferent to Buddha, but his tail was wagging at me and he wasn't shaking. Sunday night the shaking came back and I noticed he was taking a long time to lay down. This morning he wouldn't get down off the bed when I told him it was time for breakfast. When he did finally get down he only made it halfway down the hall before he decided to sit. The shaking was back. Andia decided she'd take him to the vet.
Turns out the old man pulled a disc rough housing with Buddha Friday night. The vet gave Elvis some steroids and anti-inflammatory drugs. The vet also ordered him on bed rest for 12-14 days. How the hell do you bed rest a pug? It would be easier to ask me to sort out the election in Iran. On the plus side I came home from work and Elvis was in great spirits and even had to be pulled away from playing with Buddha. I think they'll be fast friends as soon as he heals up.
Now some pics.
