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Published January 24, 2017 by lowercase v

I used to keep my balls of yarn in a cardboard box, but Gabi likes to tear up and eat boxes, so I now keep my stuff in a purple shopper. Didn’t keep my knitting and wool save though.

She got into my closet (my bad) and scratched out the contents of my knitting bag (yeah, I knit. Sort of… squares,  squares, scarves, blankets… not patterns, not fancy stitches… just blocks).  Most of the balls of wool (well synthetic wool) are no longer neat little bundles.  (This picture was actually taken after I untangled the mess and wrapped the wool back on their separate balls.


She has managed to throw off half the stitches on a very long knitted row.  Which was actually intended to be a blanket (if she likes it, for her). This particular wool is difficult to work with and it took me ages to get this far. I myself won’t be able to get the stitches back on the needle if any of the row has unraveled.


At least it’s summer time at the moment and I can’t be bothered to knit.

©Gabi_Italian_Greyhound_bytes 2017


I guess she needs one after all…

Published August 17, 2016 by lowercase v

Gabi was licking all the wounds she could reach with her long neck and long iggy tongue. She must’ve gnawed at them, because the stitches on the cut on her chest completely came undone. I had to take her back to the animal clinic. Our usual vet wasn’t in today, but a very nice substitute vet help us. I had to leave Gabi there for an hour while she sedated Gabi and stitched her up.  She went home with a cone around her head. By the way, the plastic cone cost about twice what I expect.  I wish they gave her one in the first place. Yes, it is awkward and annoying for her, but it would saved us pain and money.


©lowercase v 2016

Operation Successful

Published August 17, 2016 by lowercase v

Yesterday (Tuesday) morning I took Gabi into the animal clinic for her surgery.


I had to star prep on Saturday morning, by giving her some antibiotics (for the dental work) twice daily. This is quite tricky, since their is a shortage on animal dosage version of these pills and I have to split powder the human version in two. The powder then has to be dissolved in water in a small syringe. Gabi hates in when I shoot this medicine into her mouth.

On Monday night I had to take her food away at 7 pm.  She was very disappointed not to beg a bite from her grandpa’s dinner plate.   I also had to take a marker and mark all the growths I could find which the vet didn’t biopsy during our visit .


Traffic wasn’t too bad yesterday morning and I got to the vet’s 10 minutes early, when the gate was still closed. I put her on her leash and we had a short walk so she could stretch her legs and do her business.  I then checked her in.  Understandably, she did not want to go into the cage.

It was a loooooooooooong morning. I had many hot beverages and distracted myself with youtube videos.  Around noon I was at a food store to get a few things. The vet called my on my cellphone while I was there. I didn’t recognize the number and I could not hear him properly so at first I thought it was probably a telemarketer. Luckily I was fairly polite (though I may have sound’t like an idiot).  I heard him say the operation went well and I could pick Gabi up between 5- 6 pm.

I was extremely relieved but the rest of the day seemed like an eternity. I was there a few minutes before 5 pm.  I didn’t have to wait. The assistant told me my timing was good because Gabi’s IV drip finished a few minutes before.  I followed her to the recovery room where my baby was waiting in  a somewhat larger cages.

She wasn’t wearing a cone and the assistant told me she wouldn’t need one. They had removed quite a few fatty tissue growths and also pulled a few teeth (a little more than expected, which also means a somewhat larger bill). They assistant told me Gabi could still eat kibble/ pellets since she still had enough teeth left.

Gabi climbed into me arms and I carried her to the car. She seemed like she might want to jump seats, so I gently put her in her car harness and took her home. When I took her out of the harness once we stopped in the garage, she jumped out of the car and walked towards the house.

Her teeth still seemed sensitive and she wasn’t having any on the kibble, so we gave her some blended rice, pumpkin and chicken.  We will probably feed her soft food for a day or two.

Later she seemed to move more gingerly, probably as the pain killer wore off. She cried when I tried to pick her up to put her on my bed. At times she just stood around or paced about the house.  She did manage to jump onto my bed later to sleep under the duvet with me.

This morning she seems much better, although still sore. She has quite a lot of stitches. She has been licking at the wounds where she can reach, but I don’t think she’s gnawing at them.  I’ll keep an eye out and if there is an issue with the stitches, I’ll call the vet.

Bar for the gaps in her mouth, her teeth look really clean. Cleaner than I’ve ever seen them. (They might have been this clean when she was a pup, but that was long before I adopted her) Her nails are nor short and neatly trimmed. This is actually very awesome as she does not keep still for nail clippers. Ever. Even with someone helping me. Even with treats. I could never do all her paws at the same time. I hope the will file themselves naturally when we go for walk, now that they’re so nice and short.  She can’t have anesthesia every time I need to trim her claws.


Despite the larger veterinary bill, I am glad we could get all these health issues sorted.

I am so glad to have my little girl home with my. I missed her like crazy the few hours we were separated yesterday. I don’t know what I’d do without her.

PS. Yesterday I saw a newspaper headline about ‘military vets’. My first thought was of some kind of veterinarian taking care of army dogs and other military service animals… then I realized they were human military veterans.

©lowercase v 2016

Down The Drain

Published March 27, 2016 by lowercase v

When Gabi smiles…

Last night as I climbed into bed, I felt something small and hard underneath me. It wasn’t a kibble crumb. I switch the night light on. It was the the colour of nail. At first I thought it was one of her claws that had broken off. But it wasn’t.

It was a tooth!

When did this happen. Is she bleeding? I switch on the room light. I went to Gabi’s bed and sat on the floor. She groaned as I lifted her blanket off her head and scratched her ears.  I gently opened her mouth. There was no bleeding. After some careful examination I saw that it was one of her bottom front teeth.

This morning I brushed her teeth. The tooth next to the gap also seems a little loose.  She doesn’t seem to be distressed in anyway but of course she hates having her teeth brushed as I can imagine it is uncomfortable.

I know her teeth aren’t in a good condition. I brush them and try my best to keep them in tact. I can’t afford taking her to the vet for dental cleaning (would require anesthesia, etc).  I feel horrible.

I was crying today. I’m sure she’s happy being around me all day, but I wish I could do better on the everything-other-than-love side of things.

For some reason I decided to keep the tooth (I didn’t just want to trash it), but I cleaned the tooth and it washed out of my hand and down the sink.

I made her some mashed peas and brown rice and added a few bits of chicken for her dinner. She loved it.

I guess I’ll just have to brush her teeth every day now.

10 Italian Greyhound Facts

Published September 27, 2012 by lowercase v

Italian Greyhound, IG, iggy


  1. The IG belongs to the Sighthound/ Gazehound family and is the smallest member of the group. Other sighthounds are: Greyhound, Afghan, Saluki, Irish Wolfhound, Galgo, Whippet, Borzoi, etc. The Italian Greyhound is also classed as a Toy Dog.
  2. It’s an old breed. It likely got his name due to its popularity in Renaissance Italy, although the breed might have originated in Greece or Turkey a few thousand years ago. Allegedly mummified dogs have been found in Egypt that resemble Italian Greyhounds.
  3. Italian Greyhounds are not Whippets. They’re much smaller than Whippets and also an older breed.
  4. They’re companion dogs. They’re sensitive, affectionate and love to cuddle. They’re not outside dogs.
  5. Easy to groom. Iggies have short coats. They don’t shed as much as most other breeds (but they do shed).
  6. Sensitive to the cold. Because of their short coats, Iggies easily get cold, so keep a blanket ready.
  7. Prone to broken legs. Especially in the first 18 months of their live when the bones are still developing. Puppies should be kept from jumping off couches, beds and other high platforms.
  8. Italian Greyhounds come in many types of colours. Solid colour, colour with white markings and also pied (white with coloured markings). Although brindle is a common Greyhound colour, it is not found in Iggies.
  9. Drug Sensitivity. Iggies like other sighthounds should not be given barbiturates (anesthesia), but should rather be given gas anesthetization.
  10. Brush their teeth regularly. Iggies are not droolers. They have relatively dry mouths. This means less saliva (obviously) to help clean the teeth.