Someone almost spat in my face when I was carrying Macy after her runs once this weekend that if her toes hurt, and said there is medication. This is rest of the story.
There is a second part of story, because I know that something happened that has been misunderstood.
Mildred Austin, Tesoros Beagles was kind enough to let me have Macy. Yes, I paid money for her, because that is the proper thing to do with something that precious. Besides, I wanted her to be ALL mine, not co-owned. I'm funny that way. I do share with my husband, but that's it. (Well, not really, they really are my dog). I do know Mildred well enough now, and understand things well enough to know that it would be an honor to be a co-owner with Mildred or any of Mildred's friends.
Macy loved me from the minute she saw me (Mildred's beagles are like that). She was 8 months old at the time and gorgeous. Best yet, she looked just her daddy, Ben, my favorite little dog. We had to drive a long way and the first things that happened is that she got incredibly scared and care sick on the way home (always take a crate when you get a beagle from Mildred). She was scared of my husband which was a) surprising because Sam is much bigger than Rich and b) that he was in love the minute he saw her.
She was also super smart, I taught her first trick to her seconds what I was looking for. I'd been told years ago by an old hunter than those fancy beagles didn't have a brain. I've been delighted to find out that he didn't know what he was talking about.
Macy was also afraid of Marcie. Marcie was a very loving mother but she was strict. She too came from a very good beagle family but a hunting beagle and they are hard on their children because they know the world is hard on them. She spanked very hard because the people spanked hard and she wanted to toughen them up. Macy was very ashamed one day because she was being naughty and her daddy got spanked instead of her and he was bleeding.
Macy saw that Marcie got extra special attention and treats because she did precisely what mom said unless she knew that mom was wrong. But Macy has a problem. Macy is very naughty. She doesn't want to be or mean to be but some days she just has to go a different way. She has to tear something up, usually mine. Then she's instantly sorry because she doesn't want to hurt my feelings.
One night something really bad happened at the house. I was yelling and there was a truck in the house. The house smelled awful because the truck was still running. Macy was scared and started running but fortunately Macy is slow and her daddy is fast and he saved her.
The saddest part is that we couldn't live in the house for a while and Macy had to live in an apartment. It was awful. There was no yard, and Macy had to be walked around the complex on a leash. Macy LOVES walking with her daddy, and I'm constantly having to remind him that she can't walk as far as he does. He gets mad when she won't walk and he can't walk one dog and carry one. As a result, Macy got stress fractures in her toes and her vets did their best.
When the house was being fixed, one evening after Macy's toes got hurt, Maggie got scared and ran. Macy got scared too, but she only got as far as the park across the street. When we found her, she was a little wad of beagle fur and she was still so scared. Dulce was scared but being the smartest of all the beagles at the time, she stayed at our house.
I took her to my vet's. I love my vets, Kirk Esmond and Melissa Cordiess. I've been going to them for years. Kirk loves the beagles and has been as sad as me when we have to say good bye. Melissa runs agility with us. She doesn't get to all weekend. She doesn't know all my Best Friends.
They did the best they could and my husband had to carry her everywhere. She's tiny but solid and 15 pounds is heavy. I get tired quickly carrying her.
Macy gets really upset when she can't keep up with me. She tries really hard. I know that Macy feels really bad. That's why I always say, "Macy's toes hurt" so she knows that I know she tried.
And she runs beautifully at Elizabeth's Fun Farm and I am sad you can't come see.
And yes there is medicine. I'm on anti-flammatories, and they don't do the job. We use them sparingly with Macy because it is very hard on the liver and she's a very little dog.
One of our Best Friends is a vet for clinical research trials. She's actually told me about some research she has been helping with and we're trying it as soon as the bag gets here. By the way, they make it at Purina, the Bright formula and I understand Iam's does too. I don't feed either food and have considered either slightly above feeding dogs kibbles and bits. I'm starting to change my mind.
There is another story. I learned the hard way that you cannot absolutely ever touch your dog in the agility ring.
I was in Ft. Worth at the Ft. Worth Kennel Club show and Macy was very sad because she couldn't do what I wanted. I reached down to scratch her back and surprised her. There was a bench committee. The outcome was that I did break a very important rule and I paid my lesson. The club also broke rules and paid a lesson.
The clubs actions have cost the local agility clubs a lot of money and saved me a lot. I haven't back to any of the trials that are put on in Fort Worth since that happened. I am going back to the Dalmatian club's trial at the request of one of the members who was at Purina Farm and visited with me during the trial. Besides, they put on a great party!
You see, to support the local agility community I have always entered every since trial and every single class that were available to my dogs. I'm not able to run that many dogs and set bars or anything else, but I can write a check for each of my dogs
I made the mistake of doing that for the beagle party, and I won't be doing that again. The definition of insanity is repeating something and expecting a different result.
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