Tag: shih tzu

i love my pup so much 2

I had noticed a tiny bald spot on the top of her head and then mom touched her head and found the lump. It was a hard lump the size of 5 cent coin and covered in a bit of dried blood. When I saw it I felt like crying. No wonder she doesn’t like us touching her head. Words like cancer and fracture kept darting back and forth in my head.

It was 1.30pm and the vet had closed half an hour ago but we called to check if they’re still opened anyway. Thank goodness they were treating the last patient so we rushed immediately to the clinic. The doc said that it was a piece of dried scalp and she had probably bumped her head and started scratching it till she bled. She never showed any sign of getting hurt to us :( Sigh she’s still a baby.

Doc said the dried scalp will fall off but she had to shave off part of her hair to make the medicine application easier. So now she’s got a really bad hairstyle but no matter, I’m just glad she’s alright.

My brother kept making jokes about letting her wear a helmet cause she loves to run so fast but yet she can’t stop properly. Imagine this little fluffy thing running so fast and when she approaches a wall she just sort of drifts to the side. So many times I’ve seen her heavy bottom do a lift-off -_-. Yeah, it’s so funny but potentially dangerous too. As ridiculous as the helmet idea sounds like, I think I might just get her one.

I don’t think I could deal if she’s harmed in anyway. I’m thinking of getting another dog when we have more space but I’m not sure if I’m willing to share my affection for Sisi with another pup. Is that even normal?

Oh crap, I left my handphone at my parents’.

Toilet training.

Toilet training the little pup. While we’ve managed to get her to poop and pee in the cage at her own accord, but sometimes, when noone is around she still pees on the floor! The thing is, she seems to have a conscience, cause immediately after she’s done it, she would hide under a table whenever we call her name.

So we’ve decided to ignore her whenever she’s peed outside her cage. What we do is this, we lightly whacked her little thigh and then repeatedly say No, Bad girl etc. Then we just refuse to meet eyes with her. She would slowly go back into her cage and lie there, starring at us with the saddest eyes. She won’t even bark or whimper. Just lie down with her jaw on the ground and stare at us.

Mental game or not!? Ignoring a cute fluffy pup is the hardest thing in the world! Barely an hour later, I’d be picking her up and stroke her and kiss her and then she’ll pee on my floor all over again. Sigh.

Boyfriend is complaining that I’m loving the dog more than him. I think he’s a jealous little boy but I’ve been dreaming about dogs almost everyday. The other day, I dreamt that a golden retriever was being burnt alive right in front of me. Although he didn’t die, he was all black and bloody. It was so horrendous, I woke up and had to go down to see Sisi.

BRB, play time with the pup.