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Blog Post 9

We left off the training for the day and hung out to watch TV with the pack.

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Blog post 10

It's been a while since I've posted, sorry. Jazz and I have been working hard with the training. She's able to wander the house freely now and loves to run free in the yard. I've tried to take her out on walks several times, but she always ends up freaking out.... It kills me to see her scared. Gigan and her pup are both very open, despite the fact that Gigan's sight appears to be very poor or nonexistant.

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Blog post 11

I spent most of the day watching Jazz play in the yard. Tomorrow I'm taking her to the vet for immunization shots, even though I'm not sure she's ready for it. She needs the shots. I also need to take Gigan and Nova in as well. Everyone needs the shots. Except for me. I have no idea how the poor vet will react to an alien fox. I also don't know how Jazz will react to the crate, considering that it's new. I should line it with dirty towels or something, so she can have a familiar scent around... I hope that will help. Both Jazz and Nova are tumbling about my feet as I write. Slightly irritating, but also mildly amusing. I also tried to take the string from Jazz's neck today in an effort to wash it. It became quite the tussle, as she was very unwilling to release the precious item. I won eventually, but she bit my hand hard enough to make it bleed. She licked it in apology afterwards though. I've spent the time to carefully wash the filthy thread and reveal its proper colors without fraying it. Turns out it's similarly colored to her green markings. I'll hand it back once it's dry. As of currently Jazz's been trying to jump up and pull it down, silly girl. She's quite spunky.

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Post 12

I had to take All three to the vet for vaccinations, rabies, the like. Putting Jazz in the crate was an absolute nightmare, she wailed and yipped and almost bit. The others weren't nearly as much of a problem. The drive there was nightmarish as well, with all the freaking out in back. We got there without too much of a problem though. Jazz and Gigan both had to be sedated for the injections, as they proved to be a little too unwilling to get stuck with needles. Nova, on the other hand, was an absolute doll Incredibly sweet.

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Blog Post 13

JAzz's been cold shouldering me alll day... It's killing me. I think it's because of the incident with the vet yesterday. The others have gotten over it with a few treats, but Jazz just glares and growls quietly. It hurts.

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Blog Post 14

Jazz's loving me again. She decided she needed affection and crawled into my lap last night. It's fine, tried taking her out for a walk this morning. She wasn't happy about that as she still didn't know the area well. *sigh* She's a butthead sometimes. The others are doing fine. Gigan can now wander around the house without bumping into anything...

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Blog Post 15

I dragged Jazz out on a walk. More me walk, her shiver in my arms with a betrayed look in her eye. It was amusing, she eventually relaxed. After out brief outing we went home and I went to work on the ant infestation in the kitchen, during which Jazz began eating the tiny invaders, I hope she doesn't get sick. I've been poisoning them with borax and sugar...

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Blog Post 16

Jazz got sick from eating those stupid ants. She's been vomiting and shivering. I called the vet and she said that I should just let her puke it up and give her lots of water. I've been sitting next Jazzy and petting her and feeding her water through a syringe. I'm very worried....

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Blog Post 17

Jazz's better now. She puked up everything and I've been letting her lap up peppermint tea instead of normal water. The poor thing is a lot happier now. She's been cuddled against my side with little Nova, and Gigan is on my other side. Everyone is watching TV, that show called Drugs, Inc. It's fascinating.

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Blog Post 18

Jazz's becoming more complaint on our walks. She'll walk on the ground and sniff for about ten feet before trying to run back to the house.