O'Cockaigne Estate
Young stuff.
4 June 2015 | 
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A few weeks ago I heard a beep while I was walking the water. I searched for a litter but couldn't find anything. In the end it turned out to get the beep from the jar that stands between the front door and the outside crane. The first days we saw the parents not so often but the young stuff became more and more hungry and the parents got it busy. With the camera in the attack I took place in the doo
r opening of the caravan that was ready before leaving for Tüttleben. Both PA and Ma Mees flew off and on with caterpillars and flies.
Flying into it is not that difficult, but we did wonder how the young birds had to come from that jar. How Ma and PA did I could capture but the boy had already flown out when we came back six days later from Tüttleben. 
In the same period, Sonja had a number of Faverole eggs hatched by her chicken. They have come out just before Pentecost. Four small Favi's and one dresdener dwarf. If they are large enough they will live in the Oekelsbos. 
On Saturday the 30th of May we picked up the puppies and went to the shopping centre in Etten-Leur. It was very funny to see the differences in the characters so clearly. Aislinn regularly sat down on her gatje to handle the impressions, Cytaugh walked along very well to the strap but went into the brakes occasionally and then started to buck and Chidish was exactly in the mid
dle of the character. We may have walked 500 meters but already did almost an hour ago! After this we went to our house where Brandir completely got out of his roof. What was he happy surprised to see the pupp
ies! 
Cytaugh was the boldest, she went right with toy dragging and gently challenged her father. It's preferable to play brandir with them, but that's not going to be, he still has to wait a few more month
s! Chidish is a real Beerhound! Both normal beer and white Hoegaarden tasted him well. After this trip we brought them back to Marijn. Another 10 days are waiting and then Chidish and Cytaugh come to the Oekelsbos for good.
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26-3-2003 "Caintha O'Cockaigne" 13-1-2015
End 2012 began Caintha with ' reverse sneezing '. It was not often but something too often. After research with an ENT specialist, the diagnosis was made ' tubulopailifeer adenocarcinoma '. Or a tumor in the nose. I was told that it was low-grade and that Caintha could be old with it but soon Caintha suffered from nasal outflows in the form of bloody mucus. Unfortunately I was not familiar with the possibility of a new protocol of irradiation, but when Johan de Vos told me this, I made a work of it. It is called Quat-shot protocol and it implies that the tumor is irradiated 4 times within 48 hours and then during 3 months, once a month. In advance a CT scan is made to see how the tumor is situated and a mould is created in which the head is fixed during the irradiation. The scan was made on Friday 7 November, for this she had to of course under full anesthesia. When she woke up, at first everything seemed normal but after some attempts to stand it turned out that she was somewhat paralyzed in the back. She didn't put her feet away well and couldn't stand stable. After several more studies and an MRI scan to exclude a possible hernia, the cause could not be found. After a long talk we left Caintha in Utrecht as she could get the best care if needed. The next morning we were called at half past ten that the weather went fine with Caintha and we picked it up. At first we had blown off the rest of the treatment but after a couple of conversations with several doctors we decided to have the irradiation carried out anyway. The first session was 17, 18 and 19 November. We had put the caravan on a nearby campground so that the drive would not take too much time. This was fine and was also a piece of more relaxed for Caintha. The short-lasting narcoses was fine, she was soon the old one and she had caught a myxomatosis rabbit even once an hour after the irradiation. (when she dropped it, hupte happily continued again). A few days after the fourth irradiation, the nasal outflows stopped and in the course of the following days the nose sounds were also a lot less. We were absolutely delighted! However, 
after two weeks the skin turned red and her yuling Balder. But yes, that was transient. However, Maurice, the treating oncologist, found it quite strong after the first irradiation session. The second session took place on 17 and 18 December. I had to drive this time back and forth since the camp site last time had a Christmas market and therefore no place for us. But… After Caintha had had her first irradiation on Wednesday morning, I found that she did not recovered fast enough. By the time I drove back in the afternoon I had big doubts about whether or not to let go of the irradiation. After arriving in Utrecht I first met Maurice and found that she was very sensitive in her stomach. To exclude all kinds of nasty things, they made an ultrasound and nothing was found again. Since she was light under anesthesia, she gave the second irradiation, but although she was walking out of the treatment room she was absolutely not in order. I stayed there for quite a while to see if she revamped but partly because Caintha was so incredibly easy and adapted to everything and everyone, I left them again on Maurice's advice there. There is always a doctor nearby and the nursing staff is also constantly in the same room. The next morning I was called that she was fine again. Of course I then decided to finally stop the treatment. Very sorry, we were halfway through the treatment and this struck but Caintha could not tolerate the anesthesia anymore. How it would proceed was not to say. On Tuesday morning 13 January, I wake up slowly from a back and forth running Caintha that makes very strange noises. I hear her sneezing, Proestonians and Rochen. When I was awake enough to realize that it was not good, she jumped in an alarming way with me on bed. I did the light and startled me rot; Her whole snoot and paws were under the blood and it gushed out of her nose. I quickly jumped out of bed. Caintha had also jump
ed from bed and ran into the room with great fear. What I saw there is with no pen to describe, the whole house, all the dog beds, the walls, the couch, the floor, everything sat under the blood. She must have walked around for a long while. I conducted her to a bed and quickly took out a towel and a bag of ice cream. I put this on her nose in the hope of stopping the bleeding but soon I saw that it didn't make any sense. Calling the vet I dressed up. In record time, driving through three red traffic lights, I was in the clinic. After a short conversation, Caintha had been lying on the ground, so much blood she had already lost, it was clear that Caintha had no future. If the bleeding vein could be already poem, it was a matter of minutes, an hour or a day but the vein would enter it again. And again I had to make a very simple but o so heavy decision. Caintha would be 12 years in March and if she hadn't had this tumour, it was also a breeze. She was still so incredibly fit and bright. She was the last surviving from the first litter of Amy, where she also became increasingly similar. We have done so much with Caintha, so awful of her companions, also during the coursings. From Caintha you could have one hundred, so straightforward, always sweet and friendly against everything and everyone, she was too good for this world.
Enjoy Caintha, from those eternal hunting fields!
An extremely black day.
January 6, 2015, an extreme black day for O ' Cockaigne; I have had to take the inevitable decision to make Calhoun sleep.
It started sometime in October; Calhoun coughed so very occasionally and of course the alarm bells were ringing. The first place where metastases of bone cancer emerge is in the lungs. So we made an appointment for October 30th in Terneuzen with Johan de Vos. On the long photographs that were made then no metastases can be seen but a strange white spot above Calhoun's heart, between the bronchi. The week on it was the opportunity to make an ultrasound to see what exactly that was. It was hard to see but the diagnosis was; Heart base tumor. There is still no official treatment for this, but the oncologists have already achieved very good results with certain drugs. So I went loaded with a cooler and a bag of medicine out the door. After three days Calhoun got high fever. One of the drugs could cause this but after I had stopped for quite some time, and with everything actually, the fever continued to flare up. All kinds of antibiotics have been passed. In the end Calhoun responded the best to Xeden or Marbocyl and Prednoral. Meanwhile, Calhoun lost his appetite and therefore his energy resulting in muscle decrease. Of the nearly 50 kilos he used to weigh, he now weighed only 38. There were also all kinds of blood tests, including heart worm and Pancreatitis to explain the fever. On 21 November another echo made his belly to see if the pancreas looked abnormal. Absolutely not so. Also all the other bodies looked good. Then Calhoun was again a fever-free period and started again with the chemo in pill form and other medications against his heart tumor. Three days later, Calhoun again had a fever stopped with the medicines. We then decided to make a CT scan on December 15. After a long study the conclusion was drawn that it was not a heart base tumor but a cancerous lymph node. This pressed his esophagus partially close and also in his small left lung lobe was a small scoop to be seen. 
After a long reflection, a lot of thinking and contemplation, we decided to let Calhoun operate in Ghent. The surgeon, Bart van, is very skilled in this type of operation and he gave Calhoun a decent chance to survive. Unfortunately, Christmas and New Years were at the door, so the operation was scheduled for January 6, 2015. And this was just too late. Meanwhile, Calhoun deteriorated. He stood on nierdieet in canned feed form supplemented with white bread and spaghetti, at least this was almost liquid so that he could put it into the slob. But after a week he had to eat smaller bites and had to go slower to avoid accumulation in the esophagus. When he drank and kept his head too low, the water ran out of his beak again. He regularly felt troubled by fever attacks and had no more fut to walk. Because of this he became increasingly slacker. Sometimes he had good days and he walked another round but then he was also ready for the rest of the day. With old and new we have still fled to France to avoid the fireworks, there he could not stop at all. Luckily he had a fever-free period and felt pretty good. He liked it, a new environment, new pieces for walking but his bad condition prevented nice, big walks. 6 January, early morning, for me and Calhoun far too early, in the car and towards Ghent. Fortunately, not too much delays on the way because I was already stressed enough. When I arrived I asked if it was not wise to make a CT scan first to see if a lot has changed. Unfortunately, there was no possibility, only the next day but then the surgeon could not wait and another week could not. After consultation nevertheless decided to operate. We had agreed that if it went well and the tumors could be well removed, one of the assistants would tell me but it was a ' mission impossible ' then Bart would come to say it. After two hours of waiting I saw Bart appear…. Unfortunately, in those three weeks, the tumour had grown in such a way that it fell heavily against it. He had grown over a length of 20 centimetres around the esophagus and also partially in it, and he also pressed the esophagus close to the mouth and had grown into the right lung. It was no longer possible to remove all of this. Yes, and then you can not do anything but give permission to make Calhoun sleep. 
I have waited heavily for the Calhoun to take home again, after a small hour he was back in the car. When we drove there, a cat crossed, I still said; "Look, Calhoun, a cat!" but his beloved head did not appear next to me.
CC2000 with a tail.
On 23 March. We had a CC2000 party again. Since it could not on another date, it was this time on a Sunday. Unfortunately, it also coincided with a coursing in Belgium and the show in Leiden. The number of hounds that was signed up for our party was not smash hit high but this allowed Simon to put a nice long trail away, time enough! This time We were a guest at the group, a location where the two annual Greyhounds Show had been held by the wind dogs. There is plenty of space to camp and the field that is next to it is sufficiently large. Most of the trees that were around the field were harvested and because of this, large passageways were created between the two fields and the field was not so enclosed. On Saturday afternoon we arrived in the pouring rain. Waiting until the mood was over, was not an option so quickly the awning was zipped to the caravan and put everything in its place. By two, it was dry and a watery sun broke through. Nice weather to take a walk while Simon and Gert Jan would explain the route. You can walk around the area without the hounds having to go to the belt. At least, the one who does not hunt, so Calhoun and Brandir on the line. Cody
was very much in his sense, he regularly passed Gehuppeld and challenged Brandir to play. Unfortunately, this is not as good as he is sitting on the leash. That Cody is still well fit with his almost 11 years shows from these pictures that are taken a few days earlier. 
When it came on, Cody Brandir was still the boss! At the end of the day I walked a nice piece with them and again Cody showed himself fit and happy.
Sunday morning from the feathers, the sun was shining and it looked much promising. Soon the hounds give food and own breakfast. Cody showed himself tired. He also absolutely didn't want to eat. Perhaps he had done too much yesterday, after all, he has been around for almost 11 years! Slowly the participants trickled in and in the end I still had 34 coursing hounds on my skin paper. Els and Emrah were also there with their new Slough puppy Gabr. What a wonderful little guy! Enthusiastically he went behind his "rabbit"!
There were a total of 5 puppies, 2 of about 6 months and 3 of 3 months, who have put their first coursingstapjes on this day. Hopefully they will all do well in the future! Unfortunately, in the course of the morning the sun disappeared and there was a big cold wind. I had been looking at Cody orphans a few times and saw that he was getting worse. His heart rate was very high and irregular, actually fluttered it but what and he was also stuffy. I made an appointment with a vet through the lady who was in the canteen and I could go there an hour later. Soon you will have to walk Calhoun and Caintha so that they would be happy and happy, and Hamza, Cody in the car and away. The vet found a very high temperature which is of course very dangerous in combination with the fluttering heart and the high age. Cody got two injections and the doctor hoped it would help. When I returned, I left Cody in the car because it was pretty warm in the awning. In the course of the afternoon Cody wanted to get back in the awning and on his stretcher and seemed to be revamping something, not much but he looked a little brighter and was no longer so stuffy. 
Against Threes, the last hound had walked and we could clean up everything, again in the rain. After that, we had a nice drink with some people and then we had to break the awning again, pack and go. Cody lay relaxed in the car, until just before Tilburg he started to squeak a bit. Luckily there was just a parking lot and I could sit in the back of him. Cody relaxed again and lay quietly. Moments later, he beeped again and I noticed that it really did not take him well and said Simon to call the vet that we were coming. But… It didn't have any more. Cody blew out his last breath. Brandir crawled in a corner, Caintha lay with big eyes to watch her brother and I, I could only hold Cody and whipped him listening that he had to do his brother Cavanaugh, sister Coney and mother Amy the greetings.
26-03-2003 Commander Cody O'Cockaigne 23-03-2014
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New Neighbours!
Peppi and Kakhandaki.
Since mid-February, our neighbours have two pigs on their terrain. They are called Peppi and Kakhandaki. This was, for the hounds, of course very interesting in the beginning. In order to prevent the pigs from climbing in the tree at the first acquaintance, we have kept Calhoun on the leash, he can react quite violently to such animals. But the acquaintance went fine, the flat pig noses pokeded through the gauze against the pointed houndneusjes and they greeted each other allervriendelijkst. Now Brandir still goes with me almost every day when I go and he wants to have a potato peel or a piece of carrot. Not that he eat… For Calhoun the fun has long since, there is a fence in between!
Calhoun's first three legged birthday!
Calhoun's first three legged birthday!
Yesterday we drank only one bottle of sect; Calhoun's first three legged birthday! But for this we made a lovely walk in the Mastbos with lots of water, wind and especially mud. Calhoun and Brandir were constantly in the weather and I therefore also to keep them with me. Calhoun's ears went up regularly and Brandir was able to read this language in the meantime. Brandir is also becoming more free and disappears from sight. Fortunately he listens very well to the whistle and in no time stands with me to receive his biscuit. Of course they all get a biscuit so I have to make sure that the Buideltje is well filled! V
ery sorry I didn't have a camera with me, I could have shot beautiful pictures. But a few weeks back we were on the way to take the Christmas picture and of course we made some more pictures. So this is not the Christmas picture, which you can find under O ' Cockaigne Deerhounds-photos-Christmas pictures. This year we didn't need much time to take the picture. With only four hounds it's a lot easier but still they always cops to jump on all sides after a couple of pictures and see them once again to get a neat list! Sometimes we make 50/60 pictures and there's nothing in it to my liking, also it happens that we drive two times somewhere to take the picture. Very often there is always one that looks duf or close the eyes, just stands to yawn or with crossed legs standing. Yes, and of course that is not poss
ible! Calhoun is doing really very well. He is also happy and lifelong. Every day he plays with Brandir and also shows that he is still the boss. He is still pretty fast but also knows very well with his powers to go. If it is pointless to chase behind Brandir, or if it is a difficult terrain with a lot of undergrowth and fallen tree trunks, Calhoun awaits a strategic place to take Brandir. He also knows exactly what he can and cannot do on three legs but I am very regularly looking at what he can do! There is a tremendous power in that one hin
d leg! I am very pleased that a year ago I took the decision to amputate Calhoun's Paw. My feeling that I had then, that Calhoun could handle it, has proven to be true. Hereby the happiness of early discovery and no metastases has resulted in me still enjoying my Calhoun every day and Calhoun can still enjoy life every day. And he does!!!
Calhoun will soon be celebrating its second birthday this month!
At the end of August, I got blood again at Calhoun. The creatinine was then 140. Not frighteningly high but higher than late July. On 10 October the weather had risen slightly, to 142. Since I did not see that rising line, I had made an appointment before 18 November with Mr R.J. Cantu. This doctor is specialized in nutrition and wanted to see if Calhoun's diet could be adapted so that his kidneys would be more well-known. I had already emailed Calhoun's complete nutrition list and during the consultation, Mr. Cantu told me that it was one of the better nutritional lists he had seen from private individuals. Also Calhoun's urine and blood were researched and now it turned out to be my fright the creatinine rose to 176! Also there was still some blood in his urine. Mr Cantu mailed me that same afternoon the result of the blood and urine tests with the necessary changes for the diet. Calhoun had to eat more, I also found him slightly too skinny, and there had to be more choline, zinc, iodine and less gistocal and no more garlic by his food. The 200 grams of boiled potatoes were 400 and the amount of mashed vegetables was also doubled. Calhoun became a potato eater! The meat I kept at about 200 grams. Luckily he ate it well but soon I noticed that it was very much. He arrived within 11 days a thick half kilo, which was fine but really much heavier he should not be because then his joints are taxed too much. By now I had an appointment with Johan de Vos. On Friday 29 November a CT scan would be made to see if there were any metastases.
The days before November 29th I had quite a bit of nerves. How would it look? How high would the creatinine be now?
First of all, Calhoun was well looked at and felt. No strange things. Then his blood and urine were examined again. For his urine I have to make another ultrasound because there is still some blood in it. But then came the first good news, the creatinine was again sunk to 141! That goes again in the right direction! Also the other values were slightly lower. Then an X-ray has been taken to see if there were any metastases. If they were already on an X-ray, we didn't have to make a scan anymore. That would be a waste of money and time. But……. The X-ray looked beautiful! Nothing to see, at least no metastases. So Calhoun and prick got to go to sleep and was pushed into the scanner a little later. After a small half hour he passed and I was left with him in a room to let him wake up. Now the scan was viewed and I was told that everything looked fine! What a relief, no metastases to see, Calhoun may have a while on this kind of bastard running around!! It is of course not a guarantee and next month it may be different but we are now almost a year after the amputation so we have good hope that it will continue to go well for much longer. So on December 21st we draw a bottle of sect open on Calhoun's second birthday, last December 2 he was 6, 21 December he becomes 1!!!
We hope to do so often! A playing Calhoun! and a coursing Calhoun!
Calhoun enjoys.
Last weekend, Sonja was visiting with Lavinia, Silva and Bernice. Because of the predicted bad weather in Germany, she has come Wednesday. Thursday we wanted to make a nice walk with the hounds but when we had them in the car I saw that my right front tyre was leaky. The hounds looked at us with disbelief when we said they had to come out again. Then just a walk in the area. This is of course not so much fun because then Brandir and Bernice can not loose and also Calhoun has to run the biggest piece on the leash as they are different by the young strawberries and other crops. But yes, it was no different. Fortunately we were able to get the band repaired that same day so we could at least take the days here after Nice. Friday before the walk to thirst. Here is a large losloop area with little game and even le
ss roads. This was of course big fun for Brandir and Bernice but also Calhoun enjoys here. Nothing is more fun than with his two or threes (he prefers to do Silva too) to chop on Brandir. 
At some point Brandir can't do it anymore. Bernice bites him in his buttocks and Calhoun grabs him by his neck. In the end Brandir gives himself won and fail on the ground. 
Now we are just ending by calling Calhoun with us. Brandir is relieved and draws another sprint with Bernice. 
We're only just 15 minutes on the road and Bernice is already looking like this! 
And our Speelgoedhound Cody, so.
The walk continues and Calhoun makes it regularly exciting by putting his ears in the end. Nothing is lost to him but fortunately the deer have withdrawn safely.
Caintha also wants to play with Brandir but as usual, Bernice also has to interfere with it.
After an hour of walking, which is enough for Lavinia, Cody, Caintha and Calhoun, Brandir and Bernice can still romp around at home while Calhoun takes it. 
On Saturday we set out on a field in the woods of disk a small piece of coursing for Brandir, Bernice and Calhoun. Brandir started again perfectly and we also let him run with Bernice. I was afraid he was going to play but also this went fine! A very reassurance, as he will have to do this in the short term. Since Calhoun had seen that Simon had done the turning device in the car, he also had to walk a bit. It's incredible but since he's missing his hind leg he's so super motivated that you just can't refuse it! There seem to be a number of people who are struggling to make Calhoun do what he has done all his life. These people have no idea of Calhoun's mental and physical condition. He has no pain, is not sick, is in very good physical condition, he eats well, he drinks well, he is playful and he is cheerful. Since he has losgelopen from puppy in the most wild areas he knows exactly how to deal with his body, even now on three legs. The people who are worried can do this better to the hounds that appear with a very bad condition or crippled on the Coursingterreinen. As long as it goes well with Calhoun I let him do what he wants and for what he is born; Hunt.
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Brandir and Bernice are purity!!!
O'Cockaigne Deerhounds-purebred Deerhounds.
Since last year it is possible to have a greyhound tested on varietal purity via the DWZRV. Through the following link you can read all about the nomination of Ms. Dr. Wimmer. Vortrag von Frau Dr. Wimmer über den DNA-Test zur Rassebestimmung bei Windhunden… For the Deerhounds you can here können Sie die Ergebnisse der Studie Herunterladen (PDF)… Find more. In the article below, written by Dr. Dominique d Caprona, the same is treated but you will also find everything about the other greyhounds and halfwind dogs. Http://sloughi.tripod.com/preserving/geneticswesterbredsighthoundsgermany
.html In the past year has shown that many hounds are not purity and as you can read/See, this is also the case with the Deerhounds. Last year, Sonja had her hounds take part in the test and also the blood of Cheytah was then investigated. Fortunately, she appeared to be purity. 
In the meantime we find that there are several breeders selling dogs as Deerhounds while this is longdogs and/or lurchers. (A longdog is a cross between greyhounds and a lurcher is a cross between a greyhound and another dog, usually a shepherd or terrier.) A very well
known Deerhoundfokker, who has been in the breed for many decades, has recently announced that he has never seen a Deerhound with Hubertus claws and also the colour ' wheaten ' according to Dr. Jödicke (He has already reported this in the last century) for quite some time ' Extinct '. But there are also ' grey ' crossings where in most cases you can see certain forms of body parts that the dog is not purity. If you doubt the varietal purity of your greyhound, you can let it be tested by having some blood (EDTA) in your vet. It must of course also check the chip number using the union booklet or the pedigree. This should be along with the form completed by you and your veterinarian, which you can find on the site of the DWZRV (www. DWZRV.de → Formulare → DNA Fingerprint) sent to Frau Ursula Arnold, Schlierbacher Weg 56, 64678 Linden Felsen, Germany and accompanied by a letter stating that it is the "DNA Test zur Rassebestimmung bei Windhunden". If you send it somewhere else you will most likely not get a correct result. The cost of the test is approximately 80,-euro, you will receive a later account.
Anyway, in order to be all misery in the future, we have also tested Brandir and Bernice and fortunately this Deerhounds is also a real Deerhounds!
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Cute Coney O'Cockaigne
Coney
"The Love of My Life", Cute Coney O'Cockaigne, is no longer among us. Saturday 14 September at 7.00 o'clock in the morning, I have to say goodbye to her.
A week earlier we were still at the Jahresausstellung in Hoisdorf (D) where I showed Coney in the veteran class. The Thursday she had a lot of fun in the creek and the woods at Sonja. Nothing pointed to the coming doom. Monday the 9th of September she didn't make much sense in the forest walk and didn't want to eat in the evening either. Strange, because Coney was a very good eater after her sterilization. Tuesday evening she ate again with lots of appetite and I thought the trip might have been too much for her. After all, she was almost ten and a half. But on Wednesday morning Simon woke me up with the announcement that Coney had spat blood. Right I stood next to my bed and went to look. Coney did not show sick or lousy, but there was a puddle of blood under her snoot on the ground. She had no fever, only an inciting thirst. Very unusual. In no time I was at the vet and she was groped, X-ray and echoed. Nothing to feel, nothing to see. She also gave no pain. The diagnosis that was made was; Most likely a stomach ulcer, quite possibly a tumor. I went home with th
e necessary medicine and in the course of the afternoon Coney gave up a little bit of blood with water, but then it was over. This gave hope.
On Wednesday-evening, her temperature went up well above 40 degrees. Soon to the duty vet for an injection since I was afraid that the temperature would only go on and that I would be in trouble in the middle of the night. Her temperature dropped and Thursday morning she was quiet and she walked a little bit. Thursday afternoon back for control, now she did hurt and I got painkillers with it. She still wanted to eat nothing, just drink. Friday, her temperature had fallen below 38, for her normal. She became increasingly unstable when she went out to do a pee but she was quiet and relaxed. By twelve o'clock at night it went wrong, she got pain and became restless. After consultation with the vet, I gave her more pain relief and spent the night next to her. Every now and then she was quiet and dozed both in but then flared the pain again and I had to give her some again. By half past six, I gave her some more, but she didn't react anymore and kept a lot of pain. At half past six, Rens called out his bed and asked if he could get the right. With half an hour he was there and has redeemed Coney from her pains. I have gone too quickly, and I realise that it is no longer there.
My Coney, my "Cutie the Beauty", she has given me so much, a bunch of wonderful children, many moments when I was very proud on her but especially much love. What a wonderful character she had!!
All her details can be found under O'Cockaigne Deerhounds-Our Deerhounds
Complaint about Calhoun!
Last week there was suddenly a very nice gentleman with us on the pavement. When he was halfway through the terrain he was of course noticed by the hounds and exuberantly greeted by Caintha, Brandir and Calhoun. Once we came to our house, the best man expressed himself as a controller of the dog or animal protection, I do not know anymore. He told Calhoun that he was looking for a complaint because of the fact that Calhoun coursing had walked! I told him that he had just been stormed and greeted by Calhoun and that so it went fine with him. Then I called Calhoun and the best man couldn't
say anything other than that Calhoun looked beautiful. The other hounds and how they live here, gave him the same. Of course, there was talk about Calhoun's courses, but the gentleman soon had to say that the complaint didn't hit anything. I told the best man that Calhoun was already a puppy of 5 to 6 weeks behind the plastic patch and that he kept doing all his life, plastic and real. Also that during a normal walk or round-racing here on our own terrain behind Brandir on, 100 times more intensively than such a small piece of "coursing" what he did during the trainings of an association or our own Coursingfeestje. The nice gentleman made notes and showed clearly that he had the feeling for nothing to have come. And that was of course the case. When I accompanied him back to his car, he said, "It's a paradise for those dogs." And yes, it's not for nothing to be called O ' Cockaigne.
I do have a suspicion of who has hurled this. I just want to say that it was/is laughable and that I very much think it is wasting precious time of people who are really desperately needed in a lot of other places and that it is a waste of money that has cost this action. I therefore propose to the person responsible to make a substantial donation to the body where he has lodged this complaint. That would be really sporty!!
A pass on the place for Calhoun.
After having received his 7th chemo cure on June 4, Calhoun, he has been lousy for a few days. Lifeless, diarrhea and not eating said me more than enough. On the 1st of July we went back to Terneuzen and his blood was also watched in his urine. It turned out that there were traces of blood in his urine, and some blood values were too high. So… no chemo and after a week come back for an extended echo of his guts to see where that blood comes from. June 9, on the echo everything looked fine; No distortions, no visible metastases, no bleeding, nothing was there to see what the blood in the urine could explain. But there was still some blood in it and his creatinine was even slightly higher than the week before. The only explanation for the blood in the urine is that the kidneys are slightly damaged inside, so Calhoun must be on a nierdieet. That in itself is no problem at all, especially not with Barfen, and Calhoun eats everything I do to him. Meanwhile we went to De Bilt and Tomas was very satisfied with Calhoun. He hamzah no negative things only showed indeed the medulla of the kidneys what to be affected. After a good acupuncture treatment, we were reassured to go home again. Before the 31st of July we have an appointment with Johan de Vos and we hope that the values will come back.
Finally!!
After almost two years, on 15 March, I finally received the title "Dutch Champion beauty and performance" for Calhoun. Today, after returning home, I found a large "board of Management" envelope in the bus containing the same title for Caintha. They are the first two Deerhounds in the Netherlands who can wear this title.
We had another wonderful weekend in Axel. Simon has lived two days with the turntable and I with the hounds. Coney is made in stages and with such days I have a little more time for it, but after an hour of picking and combing, Co
ney has always been spit bales and as soon as I'm not careful, she pinches it. I can imagine a bit of it and leave it alone for a while. Calhoun had a super weekend. On Friday he had already noticed that the adjoining park choked the rabbits. Since it is "very" difficult to keep him on the leash, I let him go. Together with Brandir he regularly plunged into the bushes. Mad fun! On Saturday he has coursed together with Caintha. He started again as a spear and enjoyed it clearly. We continue to find it scary but he knows how to use his body very well. Since about two months, Caintha gets tablets for her slightly too underactive thyroid gland. I found them so lethargic for a while and she was not comfortable in her skin. After an extensive blood test showed that her thyroid value was just slightly below normal, it was really minimal! But those tablets are trying and yes, they became more active and cheerful. After six weeks again blood decreased and now the value was good. So we love it, it's also much more pleasant for her!
3 X 10 = 30!!!
Caintha, Cute Coney and Commander Cody 10 years Young!
Today, March 26, Caintha, Cute Coney and Commander Cody, have become 10 years old. A very respectable age! They are still very fit, walk along every day and play with Brandir. Caintha and Coney lived here all their lives, but Cody came back last June and has in no time adapted to our rhythm of life. With traveling he has no problem and the long walks he finds delicious. 
Cody is a real woolly but that makes him quite attractive. Most people still think he's a puppy, especially if he's gonna play with a stick or make crazy bokkesprong! There he is very good at it! 
Is 
it not a lovely little guy?!
We have been to "the most" today. A recreation area just across the border in Belgium. You can enjoy walking but the most important thing is that it consists of sand and water! And today there was also a severe wind! What does a greyhound want even more??!! Also Calhoun is doing brave!
Calhoun, still going strong!
In the meantime Calhoun has had his third chemo cure and fortunately again no nasty side effects. The first four days after administering, he gets Cerenia tablets against nausea and they do their job fine. He just keeps eating. Also the Peroxicam he still gets. However, he is 
currently losing his garnish. Also his paws are getting balder. But if that's the worst, I'll make sure. Johan de Vos has decided to Carboplatin Calhoun one time and the other time epirubicin to serve this in connection with the kind of osteosarcoma. Now but hope that the desired effect also reveals itself; Longer service life. However, Calhoun receives holistic support and recently Salvestrol. This seems to work very strongly celbeschermend and we have already heard very positive stories about it. So try it! In the meantime, we find that at Calhoun his hearing was in his linkerachterpoot. He barely listens, and certainly if he thinks something to see or wants to see something, he is gone. I can only walk a little behind him because he does not do it in principle. If I stay in his neighbourhood, and 
at some point the others give a biscuit loud and clear, he will come back again. It is difficult, because you have to take the time, as soon as you have an appointment there is no more. Keeping him on the leash is very difficult because his tempo is quite different and it is quite difficult for him to walk more slowly. If I want to walk so that it's easy for him, I have to jog. I like that, but not 20 minutes or longer! It is also quite frightening when he shoots behind, when something happens with his right hind leg we have a big problem. But yes, he still has to be able to stay a little himself and enjoy life.
A few nice pictures.
Sonja regularly arrives for a few days to be able to play Brandir and Bernice with each other. The other hounds will always find this fun and of course there are nice walks with the whole group made.
Bernice and Brandir know but don't stop!
And still fits Brandir on lap!
Tuesday 8 January, an exciting day.
Chemo cure.
Yesterday, January 8th, Calhoun has had its first chemo cure. After an intake interview in which things were explained and after Johan de Vos had examined Calhoun, some blood was taken and examined. Fortunately this looked good, the alkaline phosphates were not increased and also Calhoun's kidney-values were okay. After this, we had Calhoun on his own dress at work height and the cannula was inserted. The chemo liquid, Carboplatin, was sprayed into the vein in two sta
ges for 20 minutes. After this, it became a bit flushed with a physiological saline solution. Calhoun behaved all the time like a real Deerhound. No hassle or whining, while he still has very nasty experiences in the meantime. Afterwards he got a hand full of yummy biscuits which I expected he would not take. He is absolutely not corrupt and if he does not have the same meaning, he does not eat. But these were apparently irresistible for he took it. At home, Calhoun has to be kept separate from the other hounds for the first 5 days and we have to look very much with saliva, urine and feces. He now sleeps in "Cody's" room and is stretched out on his back on the Gelmatras. Brandir does not like this, who wants to cuddle him so much, but that is not allowed. With exhausts, therefore, it is also very careful that they do not smell each other and clean up stools. Once at home he had to get one and a half Cerenia tablet, this against nausea. A little half an hour later I finished his food and this went well with the drug Peroxicam, a painkiller and an inflammatory inhibitor. Happy. Calhoun has slept well, he is not sick, shows no side effects, his old temperature of 37.9 C has returned again and has eaten well today. It's going well with Calhoun, hopefully it stays that way.
Calhoun
It is now two weeks ago that at Calhoun his linkerachterpoot is amputated. Last Monday, the sutures were in principle, but a few more pieces had not been fully developed, so we postponed it again. Back again yesterday for control and then the stitches were taken out. It looks good, still a little bi
t red and one very small spot has to close even more but it goes well. Calhoun also has no pain at all, he is much on that side and does not pay attention to it. However, he has occasionally increased, this is a reaction to the restoration of his body. If it gets too high to my liking and he doesn't feel good at it, I give him a aspirin. Luckily he sleeps the last nights a lot better and I so too. 
The lymph node was reexamined after the amputation and fortunately it was still clean. So we have good hope that it has not spread. For next Tuesday I have an appointment with Johan de Vos, one of Dutch oncologists, in Terneuzen. Calhoun then gets his first chemo cure. Hopefully he doesn't react too vehemently.
Brandir still fits on lap.
Brandir is now seven and a half months young and is always amazed that everything is so shrinking. First he could walk under the table now he puts his head on the table. He clearly enjoys that he can observe everything better and I wait for the moment he picks things from the table or the countertop. Until now he is very obedient, only picks up old newspapers from the bucket for makin
g fire and has only demolished his or Calhoun’s toys. He is good at rip out eyelets and destroying beeps.
At Sonja Bernice has discovered the wooden furniture and this is a bit at work. Hopefully Brandir will not do this. What Brandir still likes to do is lie on the lap. A few months ago this was for a long time, which was getting shorter and now it’s happy for Simon just a few minutes because Brandir now weighs 33 pounds! But it still needs to be here every night. It is hoped for Simon that Brandir will at some point see that he is too big for it!
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How it goes with Calhoun.
Sunday, December 23rd, Calhoun’s scrotum starts to swell, and really very much! This is of course very painful and with a cold cloth I try to cool it. It does help something but it didn’t decrease a lot. Monday I go back for control, Rens gives a spray for it but this only makes things worse! Partly because he lays constantly on his good side, his skin soon starts to blemishes. First Christmas Day my sisters are coming to eat and I quickly call Astrid if she does have some baby powder or talcum powder. She got it and will bring it with her. Also I have some small strips of Terry and in combination with the powder I get Calhoun’s skin dry again. But it remains to be careful because the skin is well broken. I’m busy with it day and night because the last few nights he’s quite restless. Over time there are formed large crusts and on Friday morning it all looks much better, not so swollen and red.
I had been given antibiotics for 5 days, so on Wednesday evening he got his last tablet. Thursday the wound looks still beautiful, not thick, not red. But in the course of the Friday afternoon, red spots began to form and the operation wound looked a bit swollen. All this time Calhoun has had no increased temperature, 37.8 was the highest! But now it was 38.8 and I made myself great worries. Of course I immediately got new antibiotics, but that night Calhoun was very restless and his temperature had risen to 39 degrees. For a Deerhound really not good. It also seemed as if he was afraid in the dark and he slept again with us on bed. On Saturday we went to the vet again and he gave Calhoun an analgesic injection and said that I could increase the Tramadol (painkiller) something. Once home, Calhoun calmed down over time. Very calm, he seemed drugged! He didn’t feel like eating that night, despite the can of tuna I had stirred through it. Fortunately he ate the most, with the medicines. I was hopeful that Calhoun would sleep well, but after an hour and a half I heard him get up and jump off his bed, he insisted on sleeping with us. By the morning he started squeaking, he didn’t need to urinate. He continued to beep, even after he had been out and had eaten with long teeth. I was at the end of the board and sent an email to Cecilia van der Drift, the animal interpreter who helped me so well with Amy. Although it is Sunday, I received a mail a few hours later that she had some time for us tonight. In the meantime, Calhoun was happily quieter and sleeping.
At the end of the afternoon, Cecilia called and after half an hour I was not only reassured and a lot wiser but also Calhoun made a much quieter impression. The fear of Calhoun arises from the fact that he does not know what is going on with his body, everything feels different than normal. He has muscle pain (I thought so) due to the other load of his muscles and joints. He doesn’t have much pain but it feels irritated. However, he is relieved to get rid of his sore leg and he also understands why that happened. Cecilia also told him that when the chemo cure starts he gets all sorts of other feelings, but that eventually all comes well… and we’ll just stop there.
It is now half past nine in the evening, Calhoun is quiet, he has eaten well and is sleeping well, how long, we will notice that.
Will you keep your fingers crossed for us ??
It's going well with Calhoun.
Last night, by half past seven, we were able to pick up Calhoun. Operation succeeded, Hound still alive. Happy!! I always have the nerves anyway and certainly after Cwillyaigne! After discussing some of them, we heard Calhoun shouting, he had heard me and thought it was time to go home. When I came back, he got out of himself and got full confidence from his kennel. Rens had already said that he was looking at how Calhoun reacted in terms of standing up and moving but he was completely perplexed when Calhoun walked in the corridor and then with minimal help in the car jumped. That looked very promising! Once at home he did not want to urinate at first but right in and on his bed. He laid himself very smoothly and easily, without help. Of course I made a delicious meal for him, with lots of tuna through it, and he ate it all wonderfully. After one and a half hours he needed to do a pee. He thought I was nice to be outside and to "walk", he wanted to necessarily the fence and only 200 meters away he did a gigantic puddle. Immediately he turned around and "walked" back home at very high speed. At home he found that he was allowed on our bed (that's all sick hounds) and coaxed himself. I greased the sutures with Calendula ointment so that they would not irritate and soon Calhoun fell asleep. After a while he became somewhat restless and had to urinate again. That went fine again. The night is reasonably quiet. At one point he found the waterbed a little too hot and had a few hours in the kitchen sleeping on his bed. By five o'clock this morning he wanted to stay with me again and he was sleeping well until we were awakened by a squeaky Brandir who also wanted to have some attention. Calhoun has eaten well again this morning and has moved several times during the day. He's getting more and m
ore handy on three legs, I'm really looking forward to seeing how quickly he has what he can and can't but actually he can do everything! However, I have laid a cold, wet rag over his wound several times, it is of course a gigantic bruising and cooling does wonders. To prevent him from licking too much, I throw a large, very thin towel over him or get a cut, airy, very stretchy trouser. Rens did not get the results of the biopsies last night, so it is a osteosarcoma. Hopefully it hasn't spread yet and heals the wound quickly so that we can start with the chemo cure. Do you thumb a bit for us?
Calhoun
This morning I brought Calhoun to the vet. At the moment his left rear leg is amputated. On Monday evening, November 26th, I see, while Calhoun walks me off, that it is slightly thickened above his left heel. It is only at least undeniable. The moment I get over it with my hand, my heart beats a few strokes. I know enough. The next day I sit at the vet and it makes equal pictures and takes biopsies of the lymph node. It is clearly visible on the pictures. The next day we get the rash, not cancerous cells in the lymph node. That is all but the next day there
are biopsies of the tumour under anesthesia. Result: nothing found. Calhoun has quite quickly really suffered from his paw. When he has raced, he stands on three legs. Larger biopsiess have to be taken so on Monday 3 December but again under anesthesia and with a thick needle tissue out. The results we get a little later does not matter much, but it indicates the direction of osteosarcoma. The biopsies must be descaled and that will take a while. This just turns out to be weeks. After two weeks of waiting the tumour has grown and Calhoun really hurts a lot. Unlike with Craffitsh, who had only last hurt. 
On Wednesday 19 December I was sitting, that waiting is really horrible and I am like the death that the cancer has spread in the meantime. I call Rens and talk what to do. We make a principle appointment for amputation for today. (I write it easier on it than it was!) I talked to the pathologist yesterday, but it also says that the final result is very likely to be osteosarcoma. Partly because of the enormous pain that Calhoun is experiencing and hoping that it has not been sown yet I remain with my decision, hopefully Calhoun can then be with us for a while without pain. 
In these pictures you can see how very quickly such a tumour can grow. In 18 days time from barely visible to such an egg. I'm now waiting for a call from Rens. Luckily I have Rescue Spray that keeps me a little calm. That this Calhoun has to come over I find so awfully bad! He is now just at its most beautiful, grown out to a fantastically beautiful, stable hound with such an incredibly fine character. He is super sensitive, which is quite tricky but on the other side so appropriate to him. He is extreme in everything. And as far as I am concerned he is the most successful Deerhound ever because what other hound has ever performed to win the combination of European coursing champion (+ many other coursing titles), 2 x the Jahresausstellung in succession and world champion (+ Many other beauty titles), Glean!!?? It will hurt an awful lot to see him on three legs rondhupsen but better than that I have to say goodbye to him now. I don't have to think about it!! I am also absolutely convinced that it will succeed to be happy yet again, he is a true life-loveer. And his sister, Cheytah, who has yet to wait for him!
We said goodbye to our Amy.
5-7-1999
Edle Emmy vom Welzerberg
7-12-2012
After long deliberation and roads, mulling and pondering I decided to give Amy her rest. On the one hand she was still very good but regularly she showed that she was actually on. She suffered from her back and this made it problematic to help her. Her legs also started to move more and more uncoordinated, making them very unstable at times. Once she walked a little hundred meters, it was going again. The last two days she wanted to walk with us in the morning and that actually went well. Of course I applied the distance (about 800/900 meters) but a small half hour we were soon on the road. Her only let me dare no more. It had happened a few times when I came home or came under the Douce, that she was somewhere in a corner on the ground and could no longer get up. Big fear eyes and a very high heart rate ensured that I immediately took the Rescue Spray and gave both her and myself a shot. It was then hard to get her up and it always hurt her. Most old hounds become very skinny and weigh almost nothing more but Grandma Amy not, who had not fallen off yet and weighed still 39 pounds. Even in terms of 
muscularity it did not stop. But all in all, we also walked quite a bit. She did not always give it good if she had to urinate or defecate and therefore always lay on a pad and towel but recently the towel was rarely wet. She always cared better when she had to go outside. And once outside she found it nice and could really want to walk a bit. Sometimes she stayed still for a long time to look just a little bit around, here I always got the pip because certainly in the middle of the night in your pyjamas is not such a fun! In fact, she had to go out every night. A few weeks ago we made her a collar with a light, so we could follow her a little in the woods, but when she became more unstable I always went for the certainty. On the belt she felt more confident and then put it on a "walk". This became less the last days (except at night!) and also her appetite took off. One day she wanted to old chicks the other day chickens necks and sometimes just her mash. But with some grated cheese on it or a can of tuna through it we got the necessary pills and supplements well. As supplements that have done her really well she got Cholodin (against dementia), Cosequin (relief for osteoarthritis), L-carnitine (good for heart and muscle) and vitamin B (good for lots of things). Her hearing also suddenly hardhollend backwards in the last weeks. This also made her uncertain as she occasionally was terrified when you suddenly "came around the corner". 
The last weeks became Amy softer. They grunted no longer so often against Brandir and the other as they came too close. But occasionally she suddenly popped out of her slipper to make it clear that she was still the boss. Brandir always stayed extremely sweet and submissive but tried to become her boyfriend. And that succeeded! At one point when I was hugging Amy, Brandir soon crawled behind Amy on her bed and slowly dropped. Amy did not look at or tolerate, even that he came to lie against her. Also, Brandir was allowed to brush her ears and yuling a bit. Unique!!! On December 1st we took the Christmas pictures. We both wanted Amy to get up, even though we knew she didn't have to live 
for so long. I have been in contact with Cecilia van der Drift twice, she is an animal interpreter and explains telepathically contact by means of a photograph. The first time she told me that Amy wasn't ready yet, Amy had a few times suffered from fever and high heart rate and I thought it was her end. Amy indeed decided otherwise and snapped all the way up. Only the pain in her back stayed and became even worse. At last she could barely lie down on her and then to get back to the end was a crime. Also, despite the Furosemide, it was occasionally cramped. The second time I called Cecilia more or less panic because I didn't see it anymore, Amy thought it was still a day too early to die, but she wanted to get used to the idea first. OK, tomorrow. Thursday I called to the clinic but Rens, our vet, couldn't get there until he had 7 hours of service and then had to stay on call. Then just Friday. I told Amy how the fork was in the stalk and that she still had to stay with us for a day. Friday morning she wanted to walk again, but after dinner, what was reluctant, I saw that she was going to take a distance. Since it had snowed and it looked perfect for the Christmas picture I wanted to make new pictures with Amy. Now it could still! Amy actually had no meaning at all and stribbelde what to do.. Very occasionally I may also be selfish and insisted that she was in the picture. And it succeeded! This Christmas photo will be made public soon. 
Last night, Rens came. Amy is quietly asleep in her own dignified way. It hurts, a lot of pain to say goodbye to such a large part of your life, but it is acceptable. She has had a good, long, rich life and has made many friends that they all fix, like her children and grandchild, will or has already come across on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.
See you my favourite Amy!
Big fun for Brandir and Bernice.
Last week Sonja was here with Bernice. As soon as Sonja came to the terrain with her camper Calhoun had watched it and started screaming. I was still just in time to close the door so that Sonja could ride the terrain in a normal way and park the camper. Here at home it was a uproar of your Welsh, all insisted to welcome Sonja. When Sonja opened the camper door and left Bernice out, it ran straight to us and after opening the lower door, it was a big fun for Bernice and Brandir. We have not seen these two for the first hour.
Because I don't want to leave Grandma Amy alone for too long if I'm not at home, we've only been able to take a big walk on Friday afternoon. Simon was back home (after a trip to England and Spain for his work) so we could get out of the door with peace of mind. , all 8 hounds in the car and direction disk. It was wonderful weather and the hounds enjoyed it clearly. Only Calhoun was baled because he had to stay on the leash because of an injury to a toe. It was very relaxed walking because the Huntsman was on the leash, the two youngest (6 months) were working with each other and the others are so old that they do not hunt when they see nothing.
After such a walk it is of course good rest…….
… although not for long!
Granny Amy
Granny Amy
Meanwhile, Amy is 13 years and 4 months. She has come through the summer quite well despite the enormous heat we had every now and then. Fans and wet keeping with the plant spray do wonders. In terms of nutrition I changed it a bit. Her nierenergie was in spite of her holistic droplets somewhat on the low side and not to load the kidneys too much, I now pour boiling water over the flesh. In fact, she doesn’t like this as well, but with some tuna or cheese it goes back to it as a cake. Standing up is very difficult to do. We usually have to help her here. The distances they are running are also getting shorter but occasionally they feel like it and walk just a short kilometer. She also lately leaves her urine running. She usually beeps when she needs to but when she really sleeps, and she can do it very deeply, she doesn’t notice it and she has a wet bed. Now we lay a placemat and a towel underneath her bips. Only a coaster made sure that her bed was not wet, but the urine pulled too much into her rich coat which, of course, had to be cleaned again. An extra towel underneath ensures that her fur remains “dry”.
Last week she was suddenly very sick. 40 degrees of fever and a heart rate of almost 200. I really thought it was her last days but in consultation with the vet we put her on the Synulox (antibiotics) and after two days the Fever was gone and the heart rate returned to normal. She was going to eat again and after a few days she suddenly stood behind me while cleaning the chicken coop. Now every day she is at least 1x out of herself on what doesn’t really make me happy. The risk of slipping or making a mistake and then not being able to get on the end is of course quite large. If I am not at home… I get the 
pipzenuwen of it. But yes, I can tie her her bed! She loves to rummage around in our grove and can sometimes really be “gone”. Now I discovered where she stands, behind in a corner of the forest together with Brandir looking at whether there is not a cat or hare at the neighbors. Today she has been standing up five times and has walked together for at least one and a half kilometres. She also puts her feet down less often, it looks like she’s getting younger and more active! But we remain realistic and live day by day.
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