Daisy 23-043

Update, December 2025:

When Daisy arrived with her sister Rusty she was immediately notable for two things. She
smelled to the high heavens of cow manure, and Daisy could drop to the ground and turn into
a solid golden brick of a dog. Immovable. No telling when that would happen, but it happened
frequently.

A couple of baths solved the odor issue, but getting the poor girl to open up and stay on her
feet was a challenge. The immediate issue was trying to get her in and out of a car. It took
sheer manpower to move Daisy into the car for her first very unfortunate trip to the vet. Upon
arrival at the emergency vet she made it through the doors, but immediately bricked at the
reception desk. Immobile. Motionless. Unresponsive. A panicked staff threw her onto a gurney
and rushed her to the back. A few minutes later the staff let us know she was fine, all vital signs
were normal. Guess she fooled them! The vet endoscopically retrieved socks, a sweater cuff
and part of a curtain from her belly. Who knew a dog would ingest so much cloth overnight? I
have never left socks on the floor since, and Daisy never ate anything undigestible again. That I
know of.

After multiple failures to entice her into the car with treats, including cooked chicken breast, I
enlisted my son to just hoist her into the vehicle. Then we went to McDonalds! Never
underestimate the power of the cheeseburger on a golden. The next day we only had to lift her
hindquarters into the car. The third day Daisy raced to the car and jumped right into her spot in
anticipation of a cheeseburger. Every so often we’d just take Daisy and Rusty out for a burger
to reinforce her good behavior. Never had difficulty getting Daisy into a car again.

As Daisy started to blossom she not only developed opinions, but started to loudly voice her
opinion. Bark! Bark! Bark! Others might find this rude, but I always enjoyed Daisy’s joyous and
enthusiastic woofing at me. Hurry up! Things to do! Daisy always wanted to lead the parade.
She went from a dog who fearfully dropped and rolled onto her back when she saw a leash to
a girl who demanded the leash be put on her now! Time to walk!

Unfortunately, Daisy developed an aggressive breast cancer. On her last day she had three
walks, rolled in the snow multiple times, ate three burgers on top of her regular meals and
enjoyed many snuggles. It is very quiet without her, but her lovely, sweet sister Rusty carries on
in style. Walks, treats and snuggles every day.