Before I show the suit that I’m talking about, I’ve got to tell you the story. But I warn you, if you are weak of heart you might want to skip this.
** This past Wednesday, I decided to go to work at 6:00am as I had a lot of stuff to do. I was a little behind on work and I needed to mockup some things for a meeting at 1:00pm. Since Rory has been giving me a hard time for not going to the GYM in the morning anymore (it’s been 4 weeks since I went to the GYM) I decided it can’t hurt to go to work early. I haven’t been going to the GYM because I wanted to take care of Teika. She has just been through surgery and needed to take pain medication at 6:30am. As she did not like them, I wanted to be the one giving them to her to make sure that she got them. Call me a control freak if you want, but it just made me feel good to be with her in the morning for as long as possible. However, Wednesday I was focused more on work and figured it couldn’t hurt if I wasn’t with her in the morning. Well, that’s where I was wrong… But we’ll get to that later.
Meanwhile, I was at work getting things done. It was a terrible weather day. It was cloudy and rained cats and dogs. It was also one of the first days where I stayed at work later than 4:00pm since Teika had surgery. Again, what could go wrong?… So on the way home, I got a phone call from Rory. He wasn’t in the mood of riding his bicycle in the rain and wanted to know if I could pick him up from work. I said, sure no problem. Unfortunately, the freeway was very bad. I think people in Seattle forget how to drive the minute they see rain. This is very funny given that we have so much rain here. But I diverge from my story…
As I was driving to pick Rory up, I finally got to Issaquah around 6:00pm. We then drove home together and got home around 6:30pm or so. This was an hour or so later than I’ve been getting home since Teika’s surgery, but what could go wrong?… What could go wrong indeed…
Rory opened the door from the garage to the house only to hear him say “OH MY GOJ!!!!”. As I closed my car door and looked in his direction, I was horrified. Teika’s raw meat was exposed the length of her right leg. The bandage was completely torn off and strings were hanging down as if she had been attacked by a wild animal. And in the house, beyond her wagging tail and smiling face that said “look what I’ve done… I’m out of this terrible bandage” were shreds of bandages all spread around, some with blood some without. It was a horror scene. I wasn’t sure what to do, but both Rory and I got her in the car as quickly as possible and we hurried to the vet. That’s right, we forgot to put the cone on her head in the morning. So she had free reign to the bandage…
On the way there, of course we encountered the dreaded afternoon traffic. I decided to call the vet and let them know we are coming. Also, I wanted to find out if we should go back home and look for her skin. On her wound, the skin was gone and I was worried that she either ate it or that it was waiting for us at home. I wondered if the skin was needed. I wondered if her leg was going to be amputated. I wondered if she was going to be all right. All these thoughts ran wildly through my mind as we were stuck in traffic. At the same time, Rory was swearing all over the place as he was driving. But he made record time getting to Kirkland. I believe we got there in 30 minutes or less. This was all the way from Seattle and dealing with 520 and 405 traffic.
Finally we got to the vet and by this time I had the shakes. I felt sick to my stomach and I was light headed. But in a few minutes, the doctor came by and explained the situation. Teika was fine and things were going to be all right. They re-bandaged her and kept her there that night. Our surgen was not there so I was still worried. I really wanted to hear his voice and have him tell me that everything was going to be all right. The next day, the surgeon called me to explain the situation and that things were “salvagable” and eventually everything will heal. But he kept here there for another night in order to replace the bandages and keep an eye on here.
So finally today, I was able to pick her up. And when I did, to my surprise, I found a very fashionable Teika. And everyone at the vet thought she was cool and fashionable. She has to wear a suit now in order to prevent her from chewing. And everyone agreed that she wears the suite very well and is the best looking dog with a suit. So without further adieu, here’s my lovely Teika with the fashionable suit:


^Teika the Princess is finally at home.



^Posing for the picture. This is a side angle of the suit.

As she walks the “catwalk” Teika is styling into the new suit. She is not thrilled to have it on but seems to be comfortable in it. And she wears it very, very well!