Monthly Archives: August 2015
Elsa’s Story. Chapter 18.
Today was a really happy day. Elsa tried to join when Embla and Eddie were playing and chasing each other in the garden. She was running and jumping…Unfortunately my cellphone was not there so I have no video from this moment.
The kids you see in this video are my neighbour’s/friend’s granddaughters.
Elsa’s Story. Chapter 17.
Our little streetdog from Turkey has turned into a flycatcher. A pretty good one it seems like.
Elsa’s Story. Chapter 15
Today we took a nice walk around Kypesjön (sjö=lake). Elsa is walking better and better and you can see now that her hind muscles are growing in size. No signs of the diarrhea she had yesterday.
Elsa’s Story. Chapter 14.
Since Saturday Elsa has been on painkillers and last night her stomach couldn’t cope with the medicine no longer. She woke me up this morning with the worst diarrhea poor thing. I contacted the vet just to make sure that I shouldn’t give her the painkillers. That was correct and the vet also said she should not eat today for at least 12 hours, just have fresh water to drink. She’s been ok, but I just let her be in the garden today since I figured she must feel quite weak after not being allowed to eat.
Finally, at around 9:30 pm I gave her some boiled fish and rice. She devoured it! Then she started to play with Embla. It’s so fantastic to see her play and look happy.
Elsa’s Story. Chapter 12.
Elsa has been quite tired today. I don’t know if it’s because she has started to eat painkillers. I’ll wait a couple of days to see if she gets more vivid again, or I’ll contact the vet.
Elsa explored the neighbourhood today. We have a beautiful nature reserve 3-400 meters from our house, Rya åsar. We just walked perhaps 20 minutes since I don’t want to cause her more pain. We have to take it slowly, poor sweetheart.
Next walk was in my favorite woods next to Pickesjön. Lots of moss which is soft and nice for Elsa to walk on and good opportunities to train her non-existing muscles. Once again my amazing and wonderful border collie Embla helped out.
In the afternoon we went to my workshop where I do a lot of upholstery. Elsa slept outside all the time.

I was a bit worrid that she would be bitten by mosquitos so I put a blanket on her. As I write this Elsa climbs the sofa again. She has definitely turned into a couch potatoe. ❤



























