As many of you know, I am an animal lover, I believe their behavior is rarely judgmental and they accept us as we are. They give unconditional love, they know when you are sad, they know when you need to pet them and let you know when they need you to pet them.
I have talked about Nocona in the past, she is one crazy girl, she is also loving and sweet and loyal, now it is our turn to be loyal to her.
I came home for lunch on Tuesday and found her on the floor, she was not moving she was just looking at me, I immediately called work and took the rest of the day off, then called the vet. It was lunch time and the receptionist explained I may have to wait. Then she said hold on and came back after a few minutes and said the vet was staying through her lunch.
I carried Nocona to the car, which was extremely sad, because normally when you say wanna go for a ride, she runs to the car and jumps in. We got there and they did an X-Ray and determined that she had an infection in her heart, which, the vet explained was transmitted by mosquitos. She also has a slipped disc, add constipation to the list and there you have it. The vet prescribed antibiotics and pain meds, which I picked up at a human pharmacy. So funny how much like us they are, I also give her fish oil now, the vet also said to give her pumpkin to help with her constipation issue, which she turned her nose up at. I now have to give her miralax to help with it.
She has gotten peppier, but now she cannot walk, she wants to, she tries, but her legs won’t obey her, back to the vet today, she said she is going to give her a steroid shot and aggressive pain meds. She believes we can ease her discomfort and she will be able to walk.
It was hard leaving her in the vet office this morning, the way she looked at me, her eyes said I can’t believe you are leaving me. I hugged her and told her I would be back, so back I go at 3:30 and am praying that the steroid treatment is going to work for her.
Pray with me animal lovers, I know you are plentiful out there, she is a good friend, a great member of our family and is loved by all that know her.
I’m not ready for her to join her friend in heaven and yes, I am one of those people who believe pets go to heaven. The bible tells us all that we love will be there. Well I love my pets and chocolate, so there ya have it.
Let the Good Times Roll
My son is doing well, which is good, heard from Alex, he is about ready to come home, which makes me one happy mom. I got to see Elizabeth this past weekend and spend time with Jeffrey and Tessa, that makes me incredibly happy.
Ok, so, here is my new problem, I bought the girls fancy dresses, I got them new socks, and Carolion got new shoes, Lauren did not. Not because we didn’t look, because it was pouring rain and the first place we had, well all the dress shoes were too wide for her feet. I need suggestions for places to look for youth size shoes that are not wide, she has a narrow foot. I want to get her some nice dress shoes, to go with her new dress and fancy socks. So any help would be appreciated.
The dress is navy, so a lighter color shoe is what I am thinking, ecru, maybe, I don’t know.
So now that everyone has survived Mardi Gras, how are you doing the day after? What are you giving up? I need to know these things.
I am in a quandary, Nocona is lonely, she is getting into the trash more than when Chewie was with us. She is really not good with other dogs at first, one has to be there to facilitate the meeting and getting to know you phase. I took her to Jeffrey’s on Friday so she could play with Russ (Jeffrey’s dog) and play they did. When I told her it was time to leave, she really didn’t want to go. It may be time for her to go to the farm for a visit, not forever mind you, just for a visit. I would miss her terribly if she were to go live there, I still miss Arthur and Mickey.
Here is my quandary, I don’t want another dog, I could not go through that again, and I didn’t have Chewie that long. I don’t know what I am going to do when Nocona goes, I cannot even begin to imagine.
So, I guess it is not a quandary after all, take Nocona for visits with other pups to satisfy her need for play. Play with her myself, and let her know I love her.
Fatty McButter Pants
So it turns out Chewie was the drinker in the family, Nocona does not drink nearly so much water, and she doesn’t demand I give her fresh water every time I walk in the kitchen. There are times I do it out of habit, man I miss my friend. He was also the eater, I think Nocona ate to keep him from eating her food, maybe now she will stop being fatty mcbutter pants. Yes that is what I call her, I got that from King of Queens, and it amuses me to say it to her.
It is still raining, so I am still happy, I love the rain, I just wish it would turn into snow, that would make me very happy.
Elizabeth Anne’s birthday is fast approaching, as the day looms closer, I am filled with memories of the day she was born. That year I got two birthday presents, an ice storm and Elizabeth. More of that story on her actual birthday.
Today is Thursday, the gateway to Friday, I have said it before and I will say it again and again and again, mainly because I am getting older and that is what old people do, repeat themselves. I plan on being the best old person I can be, repeating my self and saying things like, in my day and give an improbably story. I look forward to it. I hope everyone has a great day, I know with the rain I will!
Nocona
Nocona is breaking my heart, this morning I gave her a doggie cookie and she took it and threw it on the ground and looked at me. I told her I was so sorry, there would be no more treat sharing. The cookie is still there where she flung it.
Today will be her first full day alone since Chewie went home, I have a feeling she will be lonely, I am thinking a trip to the farm is in order.
Well it is Wednesday which means it is almost gateway to Friday day, so that is good, this weekend will be a busy one. I like busy, busy is good, no time to ponder and wallow if one is busy.
Godspeed Old Friend
Yesterday I had to say goodbye to a dear friend, no, not goodbye, I had to say see you in a little bit. God chose yesterday to be the day that Chewie went home. If you are one of those people who do not believe that our pets go to heaven, please refrain from commenting. I fully believe our pets will be there, the bible tells us that heaven is filled with the things we love. If anyone person or animal deserves to be in heaven, well it is Chewie.
I will miss him though, I did the minute he left this plane of existence, coming home without him was one of the hardest things I have experienced to date.
This amazing creature filled our lives with humor, kindness, vitality and a sense of belonging. He kept me in line, he let me know what my place was in the hierarchy of the pack, make no mistake about it, Chewie was the undeniable leader of the pack. He had this amazing sense of humor, he played tricks on me, and I know he was laughing at times. I miss his smile, already our home seems empty without him.
Nocona sensed something was terribly wrong, she did not want me to put him in the car yesterday, she tried to block the door. When I came home without him she went and laid by his bed and just looked at me.
I sit here having my coffee, and it is not the same, you see he would sit and stare at me while I would drink my coffee. He would keep my company in the mornings, it was that or he was trying to tell me I am an addict and need to slow down on the coffee.
I will be forever grateful to Jess for allowing him to spend his last 4 years with me, he was a good listener, although slightly judgemental, a great companion and a faithful friend.
My Dogs and the Story of Gremlin
I really have two of the best dogs in the world, one of them lets me know I am the one in charge and the other brings me back down to earth, letting me know he is the king of this castle. When I come home from work they are there to greet me, well Nocona is greeting me like a real dog, jumping up and down, begging me to pet her, while Chewie stands to the side and looks at me like, yes, you may pet me now. He grants me the privilege of being able to scratch behind his ears. Then lets me know he would like fresh water and more food, oh yes, and open the back door peasant. He is my King Arthur come to life, if any of you women out there ever wondered what life is like at the castle with a king in charge, well let me tell you, they expect you to fetch, praise and fawn over them, when they want you to. Heaven help you if you decide you would like to pet the king, he will let you know right away that is not happening. Forget about grooming him, you will have to chase him, then hold him down for a brushing, all with him making noises like you are killing him!
I love my dogs, they are amazing company, I can tell them anything and they don’t gossip with the other dogs. Mainly because I will not let them socialize while I am away, no chance for gossip there. Trust me when I tell you these two know more about me than most of my human companions ever will.
I have been following a group on Facebook that rescues and rehabilitates abused pitbulls. They are doing amazing work, Gremlin is the name of the facebook page, that is the name of the owners dog. She has such a great face, she was a bait dog, now she has been certified as a therapy dog, such an amazing story. Here is her story:
Gremlin is a former Bait Dog bought with her mother by an undercover police officer. She was then evidence in the Cruelty Case in which the scum who abused her and dozens of other dogs were never convicted of anything. Both of Gremlin’s back legs had been broken and her vocal chords were ruptured by what my vet said was a the end of a baseball bat. The jam the end down the dogs throat to rupture the vocal chords and after that the dog can no longer make any noise. Gremlin has done so much to bring awareness to the Pit Bull Breed and show people that they are not the monsters that the media portrays them as. She has taken and passed all the therapy dog tests and has become a Certified Therapy Dog through Therapy Dog Inc and visits everyone in Nursing homes and will soon be attending the kids at Rainbow Children’s Hospital. Gremlins mission is to bring awareness to Dog Fighting and how the cruelty of humans never cease to amaze us. Please tell all of your friends to like us and help us change the image of the wonderful Pit Bull Breed
The website to find out more about the amazing work her owner is doing is http://www.rowdytotherescue.com, please check them out.
I am reminded on a daily basis how lucky I am to have the two amazing creatures that live with me in my life.
Angie World 