2013 In Review

2013 didn't go quite as I had planned and it brought many unexpected happenings for Rigby and our family.  For Rigby it included a broken toe, surgery on her leg for an injury and a case of pyometra with an emergency spay.  For Dan it was a pacemaker and for me knee surgery.

All those interruptions in our training put us a bit behind in our training schedule, but we'll just have to work harder in 2014 to try to catch up!

Rigby grew up so quickly and matured into a lovely young dog over the past year.  Here's a bit of a review of 2013 in photos...

With her big brother Rocky

One of my favorite photos of Rigby.

She loves to carry sticks on our walks and sometimes carries
branches so large that I don't know how she can do it.

Play time with her friend Skye!

A walk in Washington Park

She surprised me by jumping this fence!

Some of you might remember the red pen
incident, when she dyed her chest and legs!

A bit of shaming for Rigby.

Glamour shots!

A BIG yawn!

My very pretty girl!

Playing with Rocky!

Cone of shame.

Rigby learned the hard way not to get into Rocky's food dish.
He bit her leg and she had surgery.

All was soon forgiven and they were back to playing again.

Summer fun!

Rigby's birthday party!

Rigby's Halloween collar.

Watching for the trick-or-treaters.

Checking out the bird feeder on our deck.

Rigby loves nap time with her dad!

Dressed up for Christmas.

Checking out the goodies in the Christmas stockings.

Tracking was the one activity that Rigby and I were really able to train on a pretty regular schedule and she has shown a love for tracking, as well as great potential for the future.  Here is a video of one of her tracks:

In 2013 I lost my best friend and my first Weim, my rescue boy Frankie.  I miss him every day, his antics and his fun personality.  He was always there to greet me when I came home and to comfort me after a bad day.  

Rigby is doing well at filling in for Frankie, she reminds me of him in several things she does, such as inspecting all bags that come into the house and digging through the toy box to find just the right toy to play with.

Here's to a great 2014 for all of Rigby's friends and family, including all the Grayhart puppies!

Rigby's Broken Toe -- The Whole Story

That day in January when Rigby broke her toe was one of the most stressful days I ever spent at a vet's office with my dogs.  I didn't tell the whole story at that time because there were matters that needed to be addressed with the veterinary clinic, but at this point I think it's best that the real facts of what happened that day be told if, for no other reason, than to educate others about what can happen when you take your dog to a vet with all good intentions.

When I brought Rigby home I wanted to give her every chance to live a healthy life, so I decided to use a veterinarian who has the reputation of being the best doctor for Weimaraners in Western Pennsylvania.  Because there are special vaccination protocols for Weim puppies that are very important and even though the trip to the vet's office was an almost 80-mile round trip, I felt it was worth the effort to get optimal care for my young pup.  Some of you may have heard of this vet as he is known by Dr. Mike and has a Saturday morning radio show where he answers callers' questions.  His veterinary clinic is known as Animal General and Rigby became a patient of his office, although she was never actually seen by Dr. Mike Hutchinson himself.

The following is a chronology of what happened that day and the week following:

Shortly after 8:00 a.m., Tuesday, January 22, 2013, I called Animal General (AG) to see if I could get Rigby seen for an injury to her right front leg.  Arrangements were made for me to drop her off to be seen by a veterinarian and then to pick her up later in the day, after I attended a business appointment.  

Around 9:30 a.m. I arrived at the AG office with Rigby and, shortly thereafter, we were taken into an exam room by Dr. Marc (that's how he introduced himself to me).  Rigby’s temperature was taken and found to be normal. 

I explained to Dr. Marc that she had been fine until about midnight the night before when I was taking her out for the last time of the night.  I said that she had run down the basement steps ahead of me and when I got to the bottom of the steps she was limping.  I also voiced the opinion that I was worried that she might have caught a toenail in the carpeting on the steps.

Her leg was examined and she was found to have pain in her foot area.  She voiced her discomfort with a “scream” of pain.  Dr. Marc said he would need to do x-rays and I signed the paperwork necessary to have this done.  I left Rigby at the AG office and headed for home to get ready to go to my business appointment.

Shortly after I arrived home, around 11:00 a.m., I received a phone call from Dr. Marc.  He told me that no fracture was shown on the x-ray.  

He then told me that they had done the x-ray of both of her legs so that they could compare her right and left legs to get a better idea of what might be going on.  Dr. Marc told me that by the evidence he saw on the x-ray that there were two possible diagnoses and that they are both associated with growing pains, hypertrophic osteodystrophy (HOD) or panosteitis (pano).  He explained that pano is more often seen in males and, well, Rigby is a female.  He also said that Rigby fell into the correct age range to have either of these problems.  I asked him a couple questions about the causes of both of these conditions and we discussed treatment options.  He suggested putting Rigby on an NSAID and limited activity.  I gave him permission to give her the first dose of the NSAID and said I would be back later in the day to pick up Rigby.

Realizing that HOD is a recognized health problem in Weimaraners that can have serious consequences if not treated in a timely manner, I contacted Rigby’s breeder and co-owner, Linda Hartheimer, to ask for advice on what my next steps should be.  First and foremost, we wanted to get a definitive diagnosis and get Rigby started on the treatment protocol if she did have HOD.  Secondly, we knew that we wanted to have her included in the research being done on HOD in Weimaraners by Noa Safra, DVM PhD at the University of California at Davis. Because Dr. Safra is a friend of Linda’s, Linda called her to give her a heads up that we would be in touch with her and sending x-rays and blood work.

Around 1:30 p.m., since my business appointment had been cancelled, I was able to get back to the AG office.  By this time I was pretty emotional, very worried about the future of my young pup.  When Dr. Marc had time to see me he took me into an exam room and showed me the x-ray and pointed out the area that he said showed the evidence of the two possible diagnoses he had voiced earlier.

I told Dr. Marc about the research being done on HOD in Weims and told him that Dr. Safra had been contacted and was willing to speak with him.  I told him that there was a treatment protocol that needed to be followed to properly treat a Weim with HOD to get the best results and that I would want to send blood samples and the x-ray to Dr. Safra in California. 

At this point Dr. Marc began to waiver on his diagnosis, saying that the x-ray wasn’t that clear because the pup had not been sedated for the x-ray and that now he couldn’t give a definitive diagnosis from the x-ray.  He also suggested that I wait a month and bring Rigby back to have x-rays done then, since what he was seeing on the x-ray was very mild.

Knowing that time is of the essence in treating HOD in Weims, I was quite surprised that a suggestion to wait a month would be made.  It was at this time that I really began to have serious questions about Dr. Marc and what he was saying, and I knew that I had to take whatever steps were necessary to get a true, definitive diagnosis for Rigby.

The AG office staff obtained Dr. Safra’s phone number from the Weimaraner Club of America website for me and I went to my car to call her to get more information on what x-rays she needed and how the blood needed to be labeled and shipped.  Dr. Safra was not available and I left a message and waited for her to call back. 

I also spoke with Linda, the breeder, and told her how the doctor was changing his opinion about the x-ray once I informed him about the HOD study and wanting to have someone else look at the x-rays.

I went back into the AG offices and waited for the phone call from Dr. Safra, which came about 40 minutes later.  She told me she could email the information about the x-rays and the blood she needed to the AG office, along with some documents that needed to be filled out by myself and the vet.  I obtained Dr. Marc’s email address from the office staff and passed it on to Dr. Safra.  I assumed the email was received by Dr. Marc, as he told me the prices of having the additional x-ray done and the blood drawn and I was given the paperwork to fill out.

Later Rigby was brought out to me, along with the x-rays, the blood that was drawn and the items I had left to keep Rigby comfortable while she was kenneled at the AG office.  I paid for the x-rays, NSAIDs and all the services that had been rendered for Rigby and left.

Because it was of utmost importance to me to find out as quickly as possible if my puppy was suffering from HOD and to start treatment as soon as possible if she was, on the way home I stopped at a Fed-Ex office on Route 19 to ship the x-rays, blood and paperwork to Dr. Safra in California.  I chose to have them delivered overnight, at a cost of $143.44.

The next day I received an email from Dr. Safra saying that she saw no evidence of HOD on the 
x-rays, but that she would have the radiologist involved in the HOD study look at them when he returned from a meeting.  I was relieved to get this news, but still did not know why Rigby was limping.

On Thursday, January 24, I started Rigby on the NSAIDs that had been sent home with us by AG, assuming that she must have pano, since that was the only other diagnosis offered to me.  I also continued to keep her on limited activity, doing what I could to help her heal.

On Tuesday, January 29 I received another email from Dr. Safra informing me that the radiologist had viewed the films of Rigby’s leg and that he agreed there was no HOD.  He also said that Rigby’s first toe on her right foot was broken, explaining her lameness and pain.

I was so relieved that there was a simple explanation for the pain my puppy was experiencing and so happy that she did not have one of the serious conditions that Dr. Marc claimed to have seen evidence of on the x-rays.

I was not, however, pleased about the misdiagnosis and the money that was wasted because of the failings of an apparently uneducated veterinarian.  A visit to the vet that should have cost about $150 grew to a cost of over $300 and then there were the fees for overnighting the radiographs and blood work to California.

I've always treated the vets of my horses and dogs with respect, been timely for appointments with my animals ready for whatever procedure was scheduled, followed their directions and paid their invoices on receipt of services.  My step-daughter is a veterinarian, so I've heard stories of how some owners can irritate and frustrate vets, and I've always made an effort not to be one of those people.

In turn, I do expect professional services and proper diagnosis and treatment of my animals.  This was not given in Rigby's case due to arrogance, neglect and/or a lack of knowledge.  

Over the years, as my knowledge has increased, I have learned not to blindly trust the explanations or opinions of all vets, and that day in January proved to take my lack of trust to new heights.

With the most serious of maladies my animals have suffered, including Dalton's EPM and Rocky's wobblers, I've consistently heard from my vets, oh, you caught this early, or, most people wouldn't have even noticed this yet, proof once again that an alert, informed owner is a pet's best friend.

I have since switched vets for Rigby and had a very good experience with the new vet clinic when she needed emergency surgery for pyometra.  I hope that I will have a lengthy and strong relationship with these new vets, but I will be asking many questions and doing my best to be a well-informed pet owner to ensure that my dogs get the care they deserve.

Tracking Memories

Tracking is one of my favorite activities to do with my dogs, as I love being outside, walking the hills, fields and in the woods.  It's a great feeling to be holding the line and following behind your dog as he leads you along that invisible trail, making turns, climbing hills, working to find that glove at the end of the track.

This week I stumbled upon a CD of four video clips of a track I did with Rocky in April of 2010.  I had forgotten that this CD existed and I thought I'd share it here for those who might enjoy watching it.

Thanks to Marge Gemerchak for taping this and capturing a wonderful memory of those days of tracking with Rocky, my first tracking dog!

This past weekend was the GTOTC tracking test at Mingo Creek County Park in Washington County, Pennsylvania.  We had beautiful tracking weather on Sunday and had 2 of 3 TD passes and 2 of 4 TDX passes, the best results we've had at our tests for years.

I'll share a few photos from the day here:

ONE YEAR OLD

Today Rigby is a year old!  The time has flown and she has grown up so very quickly!!

It's been a very eventful year in many ways for Rigby and for Dan and I, not always what we planned, but we made the best of it.

Rigby has turned into a lovely, sweet dog with a wonderful temperament and a love of play and work. She is a joy to live with and makes us smile every day.

I'm excited to see what the next year of Rigby's life will bring for her and for me.  It's all about the journey and ours has just begun.

Yesterday morning we spent tracking at Mingo and I'm going to post two videos of Rigby tracking to show how far she has come.  The week before this she just started open turns and these two tracks each have two turns, one to the right and one to the left. Notice Rigby's enthusiasm for tracking and how she practically jumps to the start flag.  On the second track the first leg is really nice, she has settled down and really did a nice job.

This photo is from Rigby's first ever day of tracking.

A cute Rigby story from this week:
Rigby was in her crate while I was preparing for bed one night.  When I came out to get her to take her into the bedroom she trotted out of her crate and went over to Dan, who was sitting on the couch, and seemed to greet him and say goodnight.  Then she went over to Rocky, who was also on the couch, and gave him a greeting.  I said to her, "Come on, Rigby, it's time to go to bed."  She ran over to her toy box, dug her nose in and chose a toy, trotted with it back to the bedroom and jumped into bed. As I said, easy to live with!

 HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY RIGBY!!

TRACKING TAKES A NEW TURN FOR RIGBY

What a beautiful morning for tracking, cool weather and a bit of fog leaving a mist over the fields.

Today it was decided that Rigby would be given a bit of a challenge and she was to get two long tracks laid in a field that had recently been mowed, still smelled of freshly cut hay and had mounds of the cut grass laying all over it.

Because the first track was very long it took a while for our track layer, Lee, to lay it, make her way to the road and walk back to the start flag.  Rigby voiced her impatience by barking and barking.  She would settle for a few moments and then lunge toward the start flag and bark again.  She was quite happy when Lee finally returned and she could start to work.

Although this track was meant to be a challenge, Rigby showed that it was not difficult for her.  She only hesitated briefly a couple times in the first few yards and then she tracked true to the end and found the glove.  The second track, laid in the same field, was pretty much the same, only she tracked over the glove and would have kept on going had I not brought her attention to the fact that she was at the end of the track.

Happy with her results for the day I was playing with Rigby and the glove and giving her the treats that I save for the end of the track.

Then I was told not to give her all the treats, that they decided to give her another track.  We headed across the street, down the hill and crossed a wooden bridge into another field of short cut grass. It was then I was told that Rigby was going to have her first turn.  

The track was laid, a bit shorter than the others, and near the end an open turn was put in.  Rigby was still game after those first two tracks and she showed no trouble with this new track, laid by a different track layer in a field much different than she had tracked in earlier.  When we got to the turn I was surprised to find that the turn was of a sharper angle than I've usually seen first turns laid. Rigby came to the end of the straight track and overran it a bit, showed an indication of loss of scent and then worked for a minute to two minutes before figuring out where the track was and heading in the new direction.  She found the glove and we celebrated her first turn.

Once again, while playing with Rigby after her track, I was told that one last track was going to be laid, another turn, but this one a bit of a more gradual turn to give her the best chance for a great tracking experience.

Rigby had plenty left in the tank and she had no trouble heading out on her fourth track.  When she reached the turn this time it was almost as if there was no change in direction, she hardly slowed and just kept moving toward her end goal, the glove.

What a great day for Rigby!  The first time she did four tracks in one day, the greatest length of tracking she has ever done, and her first turns!

The best part is, if allowed, she would have done a couple more tracks and enjoyed it all entirely!

Surviving the Dreaded "Season" or How Even Super Heroes Couldn't Help Rigby This Time!

It started last week, I think it was Thursday.  I thought we were prepared, but apparently we were not.  How bad can it be, right?  It's temporary, no big deal.

Thank goodness I don't plan to keep Rigby intact! Going through one season with her is going to be more than enough for me.

I planned ahead, I bought her doggy diapers and the disposable pads to use in them back in July, one pair of pink, one pair of purple, we were all set, or so I thought!

But diapers don't seem to stay on Rigby very well at all. I've tried them tight, loose, further up her belly, nothing seems right.  So I went to Joann Fabric and bought Velcro to add to the Velcro that the panties came with originally, hoping that would keep them fitted to Rigby better, but even with the extra inches of Velcro they just don't seem to stay on.

Maybe it's her tail, maybe it's too short to support those diapers and keep them in place.  It's not like she has a full tail like a Lab or a Golden.  But other Weims go through this every day and they seem to manage to keep their panties on.

Then someone suggested to try little boys underpants, it works for their dog. I've purchased 4 different sizes, Superhero design and Avengers design, and they don't work either!  I tried cutting a hole for her tail, that didn't do the trick.

When she does have her diaper on Rigby is not happy!  She usually lays on the couch and stares at me with that "why are you doing this to me" look. Then she tries to take the panties off or runs through the house and her tail comes out of the little hole that keeps everything in place.  It's a constant game of Fix the Diaper or Put the Tail in the Diaper Hole.

As her season has progressed Rocky has become more and more amorous towards Rigby and this also causes difficulty in having them out together.  He tries to listen when told to leave her alone, but it's very tough for him.  If they engage in play the panties, of course, fall off and, once again, the diaper needs to be reapplied.

Poor Rigby, again less freedom for her and more crate time.  We're doing our best to keep her busy, but thank goodness we're already one week through this three-week cycle.

This morning Rigby was in her crate while Dan was out and I was back working in my office.  Somehow Rigby managed to get into the dogs' toy box that is kept behind her crate.  She dumped the box and the toys were scattered over the floor and she was somehow able to pull a fleece tug toy partially into her crate.  I'm sure working out how to do all she managed to do through the crate wires kept her occupied for a while and was like a good puzzle.

To keep Rigby happy we've been freezing a Kong with peanut butter in it and she enjoys that treat. We're taking more and more walks, because the best thing about this is that once she is outside she's allowed to do whatever she likes -- at least she isn't on limited activity like she was with her leg injury.

Our favorite activity to beat Rigby's boredom has been our trips to the fairgrounds parking field.  We pack the car with a long line, a chair, water, toys and treats.  Rigby and I take a long walk and then we intersperse play and relaxation in the shade of some trees.  She's on a 40-foot line and I try to give her as much freedom as I can.  We enjoy the time together outside, it gives her great exercise and we throw in a bit of training, too.

Tomorrow morning we'll be going tracking, another favorite endeavor for both of us.  I'm so glad that the tracking group has allowed us to continue our participation through her season, as Rigby and I both need to be out and about and having some fun.

I'm already looking forward to and planning for Rigby's spay surgery, probably in January, after the rush of the holidays are over and the Christmas tree is down and there aren't any decorations to get caught up in the cone that I know she'll be wearing. I'm hoping that once we get past the spay surgery and her healing that we won't have any down time for medical reasons for a long, long time!