Amanda has been traveling to Hamilton, Ontario for veterinary chiropractic courses.  It's five sessions, five days each (like 12 hours a day) and a pile of written and practical homework.  I'm really proud of her.  I mean it's been rough with the travel and everything, but she's really dedicated to it and is doing well.  She is one session and one test away from being a Certified Veterinary Chiropractor. 

I didn't much believe in this snake oil therapy, but the placebo effect is strong.  You wiggle and pop a dog and the owner reports he's so much better.  If Amanda wants to rub animals and people want to pay for it, who am I to complain?  It certainly does less harm than some of this herbal junk that's being used these days.

Let's talk a little about Poppy.  She's a Corgi and when I met Amanda, she couldn't jump on the bed (which is very high).  Corgis aren't exactly built for the high jump.  After she ran with the shorthairs every weekend for a month or so, she could bound onto the bed with no trouble.  She'd developed buns of steel.


Not exactly the same bed, but very similar.

Poppy stopped jumping on the bed when we moved into this old house.  We figured the floor is wood, not carpet, and the room is much smaller so she couldn't get a running start.

Yesterday Poppy leaped into bed with us -- twice.  I said "Well!  SOMEBODY must be feeling good."  Amanda reminded me that she'd had a chiropractic adjustment the evening before.  This wasn't some placebo, I'd totally put out of my mind the image of Amanda prodding and squeezing Poppy the evening before.  This morning Poppy was up and down at will.

Colt sleeps through the night now, without anti-inflammatory drugs.

Call me crazy, but I think this stuff actually works.