Pulmonary Embolism Support Group
By far the most common form of pulmonary embolism is a thromboembolism, which occurs when a blood clot, generally a venous thrombus, becomes dislodged from its site of formation and embolizes to the arterial blood supply of one of the lungs. Symptoms may include difficulty breathing, pain during breathing, and more rarely circulatory instability and death.
We have a 4 year old retired racing greyhound named Daddy that I'm madly in love with. We adopted him this past July. I refer to him as my son; he's an 85 pound BABY. Our last greyhound was named Dhani and I was madly in love with him too. He was my heart. He passed away around 7 years ago. Took us this long to adopt another one; we were just too sad.
One of my funniest and most elegant 'pets' was a horse named Justin.
He was given to us (we lived on a very large ranch) because, while being groomed for dressage he goofed off and broke a pastern.
His then owner, very rich woman, held a gun (almost) to the people at Davis Vet college to take him in and repair him. (They said a horse could never come out normal from the long recuperative period or being confined that long.)
Justin made a liar of them. He graduated from Davis after (a REALLY long time, can't remember) not only as the darling of the barn there but with mind and soul completely intact.
We got him because he continued to have a very slight 'bobble' in one gait that would have disqualified him for dressage.
He was 17 hands high, bay with no white markings and a canter that was like riding on melted butter. But he wanted to be a house horse and would come to the windows of the ranch house and nibble at the screens and keep looking in.
I know he would have behaved himself because once we found his hoof prints inside a very small shop area where he 'looked around' and then left. That was after walking across two cattle guards where any other horse would have panicked when their foot got stuck instead of just going slow and thinking.
He was funny beyond any other horse I had! And had the kindest eye of any horse around.
After I was too sick with Lyme to ride, all I could do was stand next to him and smell that wonderful horsey smell but even that helped.
They really do break your heart when you lose them, I always say "no more" but I know I'll never be without furries.
Aw Cave, I feel for you not being able to have pets but would love to hear about your past ones! I'm sure daily strength won't mind us digressing, after all it makes us feel better talking about our loved ones ;-)
I have a goofy, silly and at times annoying almost 8 year Golden Retriever and a very affectionnate little per machine of 3. Both of them are always there for me. And, both of them sense when I need them and become extra gentle. Yeah, both can be very demanding of our affection LOL
Zoo therapy has proven itselft countless time and is very effective, especially if, like me, you are a pet lover.
Our oldest is Buddy at 16, who is getting senile, achy, and slightly deaf but who still worships my husband (and I suspect the feeling is mutual). He and my husband met when Buddy was already 8 years old, so he was a late adopt.
My little girl Macy is 14ish this year and I've had her since shortly before Clinton left office (so three presidential terms ago). I adopted her from our local shelter when she was two. She's very timid and shy (not that you can tell from her pictures ... she's my avatar!), which makes it even more amazing that she crawled right into my lap and got comfortable the first time we met at the shelter. She knew right away that we were meant for each other.
The whipper-snapper is 7-year-old Kaylee who is a faded Calico and very intelligent, as cats go. She's the only cat I've ever met who knows that if you put the toy in the box, the toy is still in the box (it isn't gone... most cats lose interest when they can't see it anymore). She's also beyond adorable and has a tendency to get into everything. The older two just tolerate her, but she's the favorite of everyone who visits. We adopted her from another local shelter when she was around two as well.
I'm a big fan of adopting from shelters!
Such a nice thread ... nothing like recovering from PEs and getting to curl up on the couch with a furry little warm body!
"very intelligent, as cats go."
I resemble that remark! Never had a Siamese, I assume? LOL
Cats are smarter than dogs in that they can and will do almost anything they want and still be cuddled and loved. Try that with a dog!!!
Yeah, I'm always delighted when someone I know adopts from a shelter. I also always try not to give a lecture when folks talk about how much they paid for a puppy at a breeder ... *sigh* I swear the rescued animals know how bad they've had it and I think they're just a little more grateful when you take them home.
And no, I've never had a Siamese ... maybe something to keep an eye out for!
Toss, don't even get me started on the dog breeding industry. Grrrrr.
"And no, I've never had a Siamese ... maybe something to keep an eye out for! "
Only for the stout of heart! But if you want a really aggravating, annoying, exasperating, frustrating, infuriating, provoking, riling, troubling, trying, vexatious cat along with having intelligence and beauty ----- then pick a Siamese.
I've had many of them and would be the only cat I choose again.
I don't know what that says about me! lol
Aw Toss, your cats all sound adorable, Macy is a beautiful looking girl. I don't know anything about siamese but I remember as a kid the neighbours had a persian. That was 1 angry ball of fur, it used to growl louder than any dog I've known!! Our family spaniel was absolutely terrified of it, mind so were the rest of us lol.
I completely agree about rescuing. Shaylee was the only puppy I ever bought and that was after 13 years of rescuing older dogs and the heartache of losing them after just a few short years. I would never do it again though, it's rescue all the way for me. It's the same with rats, I love the little furballs but because of their short lifespan (2/3 years) everyone wants babies. I have rescued about 15 over the past 3 years and not one has been under a year old.
My very first shepherd was 5 when I got him and just 2 months later I rescued a female shepherd who had been badly treated. She was devoted to me and I got such pleasure watching her come through that fear of people, she turned into such a fun loving girl and I still miss her 15 years later.
rescues and 2 boughten babies. Then about 9 months ago the
dogs found a kitten in our fenced yard. Well needless to say we
now have a cat. He has turned out to be the best, we had never got
a kitten because we thought the dogs might hurt him------not this
guy he is the KING. And attatched himself to hubby who really
did not like cats !!! Guess where he sleeps ? Right on Andy's lap
most of the night.
Yeah for furbabies !!!!!!!!!!!