I played hard with my dog in her younger years. She was a red golden retriever. She was a rescue, and she had strong joints and bones, no signs of arthritis or osteoarthritis (. Her official name was Nutmeg but I renamed her (as most of us do, right?) Maggie Mae, and then called her Maggie (do you think she was confused? ). At the time, I was a golden retriever foster home in the bay area. There were three of us foster homes for golden retriever dogs, spread out in about a hundred mile diameter. One day I received a call from the rescue director that one of the other foster homes had received several more golden retrievers overnight and that the foster mom was overrun with golden retrievers and wondered if I could help her out.
I had opened my heart and home to a 10 year old male foster two weeks earlier. He was once a show dog, and his show name was “Sir Charles”. We referred to him as Charlie Bear, shortened to Charlie. He had ribbons and was sired by another champion but Charlie was now overweight, listless, had a dull coat and was on medication for hypothyroidism. He was a big boy who, in the near future, would once again show off his beautiful golden feathers, and prance as he did in better times. In spite of being overweight, Charlie Bear had no signs of hip dysplasia, arthritis, bone or joint pain. He had led a pampered life and appeared to have no genetic past predisposing him to ailments so often seen in dogs, especially senior dogs.
My husband had mentioned a couple days earlier that he would like to have a female red golden retriever. I knew we needed a younger dog to help get Charlie in shape. We also needed a second golden retriever because we were so nuts about Charlie that he was getting overwhelmed with the attention! One dog was not enough for us.
I contacted the foster mom and asked if by chance she had a red female golden? It just so happened that one of the new arrivals was a two year old, red golden retriever and a female! I told the foster mom that I would drive up with Charlie and see how well Charlie and the red golden got along. If they hit it off, then Charlie and I would bring Maggie back with us. The foster mom’s home was in a beautiful rural area of vineyards. Charlie and I drove past the grapevines to Maggie. When we arrived, the foster mom opened the gate and released three golden retrievers. Two blond goldens immediately began chasing one another around the large yard. However, Maggie, the red female golden retriever, pranced over to Charlie Bear. I let go of Charlie’s leash, the two of them touched noses and then walked away together, up the lush green hill, noses to the ground and tails waving in the air. It was magical! Maggie was definitely coming home with us.
We adopted both Charlie Bear and Maggie Mae almost as soon as we fostered them. It took nearly no time at all the get Charlie in shape. He and Maggie both followed me up and down the stairs throughout the day. We took them to the park and weekend outings to Carmel, Monterey, Sonoma Square, Half Moon Bay. They were both active and Maggie kept Charlie on his “paws” rolling around and playing tug.
CBD Oil to the Rescue
Since Maggie was only two when she came to us, she was much more active compared to Charlie Bear’s 10 years. Maggie became an “all star” outfielder and could run and jump and take corners to catch a ball like nothing I had ever witnessed! She was a blast! Charlie Bear entertained us with his whimsical personality, and we played a lot of Tug-of-War games with his dog toys, and I slowly chased him when he would pick up a shoe and waddle away as fast as he could from me, but Maggie and I played hard with her ball. Through the years she landed on soft ground as much as hard ground. When she turned 11, she began limping. I had her checked out by her veterinarian at the time, and it was arthritis (osteoarthritis or OA). Her bone and joint pain was heartbreaking to watch. Her veterinarian recommended Rimadyl. I kept Maggie’s prescriptions filled but had to take her back to her veterinarian for blood tests to ensure her liver and kidneys were functioning at a healthy level. The problem with Rimadyl (Carprofen is the generic drug name) is that it interferes with blood flow to the liver and kidneys, resulting in toxic buildup. Yikes! I wanted to manage her inflammation and pain without creating secondary health issues.
Researching alternatives, I looked into CBD Oil for dogs. As I dug deeper , I found that most studies were being administered on dogs, and the results showed that CBD helped manage an array of symptoms, including pain, anxiety, inflammation and nausea. These were enough to convince me to try it on Maggie. She could not overdose (studies used a ridiculous amount of CBD mg). Also, since the CBD would come from agricultural industrial hemp plant, there would be no psychoactive effects as found in the high THC containing marijuana plants. Note that in spite of both hemp and marijuana plants falling under Cannabis plant, they are so very different in that their concentrated properties are opposite in (hemp-CBD; marijuana-THC).
I researched sources for quality CBD oil, their extraction processes, their origin, their cleanliness, quality control from seed to extraction, if it was full spectrum and non-GMO, etc. I settled on a leader in the industry after meeting with senior staff directly involved in the process. I made my first purchase, then, based on my researched dog studies, I tested CBD Oil on Maggie and waited for changes. I knew I found the right amount for her comfort level when she did not turn circles before plopping on the floor, when she did not grimace, when she slept restfully and when she got herself up with little effort. I tossed out her Rimadyl. CBD Oil became our household “Go To”.
Not all dogs require continuous CBD oil in their system. Also, depending upon the comfort level you are trying to manage, you may need to go above your dog’s weight range. Some canine mom’s keep CBD-infused products on hand like they do Tylenol for themselves when wanting to manage their dog’s anxiety or a painful sprang or inflammation, etc. For Maggie, I kept CBD oil in her system because she needed continuous pain management. I knew it was not a cure but it certainly helped me manage her pain and comfort level, “paws down” . CBD oil works. It works for humans, and it works for dogs. I know it works for humans at least for sleep because I myself use it once in a blue moon and wake us well rested and several dreams fresh on my mind. When you dream, your brain has goes into “REM state” which is necessary in order to get a good night’s rest. When I take CBD oil before bedtime (very rarely because I rarely need help sleeping). So when I wake up remembering not just one but several dreams, I know I cycled through the sleep stages several times. Enough said about human use of CBD. I just want you to know from my own experience that CBD works for humans, and it works for dogs. You just need to find the right level of mg (milligrams).
You want a healthy carrier that contains CBD Oil. Giving CBD Oil, by itself, directly to a dog is difficult. First, your dog needs to take the oil sublingually and let it absorb into their bloodstream through tissues under their tongue. Your dog then needs to resist swallowing its saliva, and allow the sublingual absorption to do its job. Not going to happen. I myself would never consider sticking a glass dropper into my dog’s mouth. Even a plastic dropper would just simply get chewed on.
This personal experience, studies, and other dog owners experience is why CBD Oil became part of Wonder Dog Superfoods homeopathic product line. It is a natural alternative. It is “Mother’s Little Helper”. It works for humans and it works for dogs. If you have a dog in pain or is suffering from anxiety or painful inflammation, consider organic superfoods infused with CBD Oil.