We had a bit of a scare with Fenway earlier this week when he started groaning when he lay down and refusing to put weight on his rear left leg. After the Satchmo experience, we didn’t wait long to hustle him off to the vet where $300 later we found out that he had a strained back. Presumably this comes from his running around like an idiot and launching himself off of the bed and assorted other furniture. He can actually get across the living room without touching the floor once, which is as impressive as it is annoying.
He’s on heavy duty pain pills and seems back to normal, which is to say that he fell off of the arm of the couch tonight, landed on his side, and then ran down the stairs barking like an idiot. My sister-in-law suggested that we hobble him like a horse. I’m thinking of duct-taping his feet to a sheet of plywood for the duration.
I’m really making a play for that Dog Owner of the Year award.
The boys…




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we found out that he had a strained back. Presumably this comes from his running around like an idiot and launching himself off of the bed and assorted other furniture. He can actually get across the living room without touching the floor once, which is as impressive as it is annoying.
He’s on heavy duty pain pills and seems back to normal, which is to say that he fell off of the arm of the couch tonight, landed on his side, and then ran down the stairs barking like an idiot.
Sounds like Casa Tbogg is going to need an in-house vet-chiropractor. (Seriously, when he slows down you’ll miss all this, somehow. My two guys are definitely past mid-Autumn, and it’s sweet that they want to snuggle instead of ramble, but it also means they’re one step closer to…well, what Pink Floyd said.)
Hey, those first two paragraphs were yours, and were supposed to be quoted. Is the quote-thingy busted?
Fixed for you. I am so accommodating….
I’d give anything to know what Beckham’s thinking in that first pic. (Perhaps he now appreciates Satchmo’s position as chief elder and mentor.)
I suggest you ship Fenway to Cirque de Soleil so he can get the need to trapeze out of his system. I understand they have large mattress-like landing pads to cushion any falls. Or you could build him a rubber room.
Never a dull moment with the Bogg Bassets and so much more entertaining than “Christmas with Barney.”
The blue bondage gear is a little disturbing.
That said, rumor is that Pam’s daughter Michaelle and her hubby Randy want to use the same harness on 24 mo. old Isabella, ’cause on account of she, you know, runs around like a puppy.
Fenway: I hadda go to the doctor and I still don’t feel so good.
Beckham: Yeah, well, your neck’s not green, so shaddup.
Hmmmmm…..Fenway on doggy vicodin…..that’s a concept that should scare anyone.
The impressive-to-annoying ratio will depend entirely on how wide your living room is. If it is narrow enough for you to touch the opposite walls with your outstretched fingertips, it would be really annoying, since Fenway would be ricocheting back and forth like a high-speed Pong game. On the other hand, if TBogg Manor has a palatial reception hall, with marble floors and masses of enormous antique furniture,Greek statues in wall niches, a gallery for a moderately large orchestra, and perhaps a fireplace of Citizen Kane proportions, the impressive quotient goes up considerably. I am picturing Fenway deploying his ears as wings and motoring around near the twenty-foot ceiling like a Boeing Stratocruiser. It might be easier on his sore back, come to think of it.
There is something to be said for tropical fish. They dont hog the bed, shed all over the furniture, eat your sandwich when you turn your back for one second; and when they die, theres the convienient and inexpensive porcelain graveyard.
Last Saturday, Arthur pulled up lame, favoring his left front leg. Nothing in the paw but paw, he let me feel the leg and joint – nothing. Monday, everything all thru, he was rabbiting around like a rabbit. Of course, he’s not a long-backed kinda guy, but I figured he managed to stub his toe in his attempts to scratch through the wood fence between us and the pitbull next door.
Dogs are idiots, pretty much.
How about some video of said idiotic behavior? That would be the ultimate in Thursday Night Basset Blogging.
LOL at xpurg8d!
I like the smiling Beckham pic. Fenway better slow down or his modeling career is doomed!
Sounds like you’re a step away from building a travel box on top of the family vehicle.
As Fenway is clearly displaying basset mutant powers, I would suggest you build him a Danger Room.
Yesssss! Video! Great idea!
However, knowing that he has multitudes of fans awaiting his off-the-wall behavior, would posting video evidence further inflate Fenway’s ego? In a bad way, I mean.
Still, basset video would be uber-memorialize the Tbogg household. You could rival Andy Warhol’s eight-hour film epic, “Sleep,” which shows a guy doing just that for the entire time. Updated to star Beckham and Fenway, we could watch them crowd the lovely Mrs. Tbogg out of bed, hog the covers… ACT-shun! Or, IN-act-shun!
How about 24-hour Basset cam? Got to be better than watching the live streaming of Minnesota recount.
Bogg, I don’t know from dogs, but when any of my feline roomies have started avoiding carpeted floor in favor of furniture, & are running like hell over the carpet to get to Chez Miaou, it’s an indication that the rug is filled w/ fleas.
Yes, a video using VonZepplin’s comment as the basis for the set. Hire the dog an agent and rename him Fenway Lazar.
Video of these dogs is long overdue in my opinion! (I would include audio because bassets have strange and funny voices, too.)
When my dog started doing acrobatics to avoid walking across the kitchen, we soon figured out it was because she had become a bit neurotic at the possibility of slipping on the linoleum. I never thought I’d see the day when dad would shell out the bucks to carpet our kitchen with indoor-outdoor carpeting so the dog wouldn’t slide. (This is the same guy who would go to the basement and shut off the hot water if we took more than 10 minutes showering.)
Speaking of dogs…. Do we have a collective opinion on the Presidential portrait?
Maybe not horse hobbles, but an anti-jump harness … at least until his back heals?