I'm BACK again!!!

New Mom went off to some dog show this weekend so she dumped me off at Old Mom's house. We arrived on Thursday and Mom plunked me right in with Grampy Jones. I will admit, he was sure happy to see me!
Friday was hot and humid and we hung out in the air conditioned dog room all day long. That night NMom came back and spent the night so fortunately, she let ME sleep with her in the guest room. Hehehe, I guessed I was a GUEST!!
Saturday I found myself right back with Jonesy again! It was okay, we do love playing together and it was fun.
BUT, come Sunday morning, I found myself back with Jones after sleeping with New Mom in the guest room again, BUT, New Mom left in her car with the labs and DIDN'T TAKE ME!!!
Mom said I was gonna stay here ALL Summer cuz Jonesy is lonely and New Mom's kennel is too warm for me to stay in while she is at work. I suppose that might be okay, as long as we get to play in the lab pen, and Jethro can play with us!
Watch my page for new, upcoming photos!!!

Vacation with Jethro and Old Mom

I have been sooo busy that I couldn't write a diary!! I have been here for THREE WEEKS now, visiting with Jethro and my old pals here while New Mom was off judging some shows. I was supposed to go home last weekend but all that snow got in the way. Gemma is here, too.
I have been having some fun with Jethro, but Mom doesn't let me play with him unless she is right there watching us. She says I am a bit rough. I am a bit rough???? what about HIM. Does she have ANY IDEA how sharp his tiny teeth are??? I know Tonya does, he snapped onto her finger this morning just like a shark would have, hehehe!
We had a huge snowstorm so none of us have ventured down into the lab pen yet. Well, actually, Toto and Crystal did, but the rest of us just followed them down the first path, then the snow was so deep we gave it up and went home.
I have had some fun playing with my hubby, Darrell. He is a pretty neat guy if I do say so myself, even if Mom gets really mad at him because he runs when called instead of comes, BOL! Smart boy, he knows she is calling him to put him back inside his crate. I don't come either, well, unless she has a very, very special treat for me.
Hey, can you imagine how bad Jethro is going to be about coming if I am his mother and Darrell is his dad?? It's gonna be really, really bad, hehehe!
Speaking of Jethro, Mom left him over at work tonight. She said it is time for him to learn about stuff like that. I bet he is screaming his bloody lungs out!!!! He certainly has learned how to scream in the last few weeks, BOL

I'm BAAAACCCCK!!!

Well, New Mom decided she would come down and visit Old Mom this weekend. She was gonna bring Gemma to play with Quincy so Old Mom asked her to bring me, too. She wanted to see if maybe I would play with Jethro since he was now old enough to need a friend, if not a mother, and those silly toy poodles keep growling at him.
Soo, once I got there old Mom and New Mom first took us all down in the field, even the labs. We played and played and had a blast! As soon as we got back, OM put everyone in their crates EXCEPT me!
I went into the living room with NM and OM and... surprise, there was my Jethro! Mom got him out, I went over and sniffed him, he said he remembered me and I remembered him, so the play time was on!!!
Ya know, I am thinking this is the way to be a mother... birth the babies while you are drugged asleep, go home and relax for 9 weeks while OM stays up all night taking care of him. Then, I come back and babysit him for a bit. This is the fun stuff... race around and play with him, then Mom puts him in his pen, after SHE feeds him and SHE cleans him, BOL. Then, I sit back and get all the compliments about how cute and smart and sweet he is, all because he is MY SON, hehehe!
Anyway, I am planning on spending at least a couple of weeks with him. By then, OM will get sick of me never coming when she calls me (I AM a Frenchie, hehehe)and she will send me back to NM, who will be loving on me cuz she missed me, and she will have forgotten how I never come when she calls me. Sounds like a plan to me!!!

Dog of the day??? Woohooo!!!

Well, all I can say is it is a darn good thing the world is still here today on this day of armageddon... otherwise, I would not be here to enjoy my Dog of the Day honors, BOL!!!
Thank you HQ and other powers that may be... I am very happy and I am also happy to share honors page with my old friend and bud, Spongie, now Roxie, who is Diary of the Day! Congrats, Roxie!!!
Speaking of sharing, I sure did make New Mom mad the other night. We had some (heck, LOTS) of new fallen snow and it was really pretty out there with all the Christmas lights shining on it. I decided that I needed to take Gemma out for a nice, evening walk to check out those lights.
You would not believe how MAD NM was when she had to get all her Winter clothes on and run down the road to find us. Gemma is a goofy puppy so she raced right up to NM and announced her presence but I, being of a smarter ilk, raced home as fast as I could and welcomed both New Mom and Gemma back when they got there.
For some reason, NM wasn't as thrilled to see me as I might have expected!!!!

Little Baby makes TWO WEEKS!!!!

Friday my little guy was TWO WEEKS OLD!!! Mom is alternating between thinking he looks wonderful and thinking he really might not survive. I am not sure what her problem is, I think he looks fine! Mom says she was happy that he weighed 10 ounces last week...that is until she used the postage scale at work and he only weighed FIVE ounces. Of course, then she had a fit!!! He should have been around 10 to 14 ounces then.
So, I told her to use BOTH scales...one has got to be right and as long as he is getting heavier on both of them it's fine! So today she weighed him on the old kitchen scale and he was 18 ounces!!!!! That is pretty much normal for two weeks old, BOL! When she did her dog food order this week she got him some Stella & Chewey's premade raw. She thinks he will be eating it by the coming weekend. He is now lapping at things, so he is learning!!
She says he is still VERY strong and alert and demanding! He knows when it is feeding time and won't let Mom forget him. Although, this morning Mom did say she slept THRU the 5 am alarm... he was fine!!
I am not allowed to see him cuz it only upsets him when he can't nurse off me. Because of all the drugs I was taking he wasn't allowed to drink my milk, now it is pretty much all dried up.
I don't mind... Mom is doing fine with him and I can go back to my new home even sooner this way! Mom thought I was going this weekend but turns out, it isn't for TWO MORE WEEKS!
I am okay with that, I have discovered Quincy is a GREAT playmate!!! We stay in the in/out pen during the day when he isn't at daycare and we play and play and play! He is almost as much fun as Toto!!!
Today Mom bought us a turkey... I guess she remembered how much I LOVE turkey!!! She said we can't have it for THREE more days, darn it all!!!

I am cured!!!

This morning Mom took out my stitches and pronounced me totally cured!!! That is good news!!!
And, she had to take Toto to the vets so she brought my baby up for them to see. The vet glanced over and said, "oh no, a problem???" Mom said, "NOPE, take a look!!!!" Frankly, he was very, very surprised to see how fat and healthy baby boy now appears!!! BOTH his eyes are open now, so he is beginning to look like a dog even!!
I guess Momsie will have to name him pretty soon!
While I was at work Julia was there (no school today???) so Mom had her help with some Christmas photos for me since I am going back to New MOm's this weekend.
Mom won't put it on my page until AFTER Thanksgiving but she did say it was pretty nice!! She wouldn't let me see it so I have no comment.

Baby is TEN DAYS OLD!!

My baby boy is ten days old today. In honor of that big day, he opened his eyes!!! Mom says he now weighs about 10 ounces, too, which is still a little small but well within the range for a baby Frenchie.
Mom is still feeding him every two hours, except she makes him go THREE hours at night. She said she was getting way too tired!! She finally found an old fashioned latex nipple and that is working pretty well for him. He doesn't have it blow out his nose nearly as much, which makes Momsie feel MUCH BETTER.
Me, I am feeling pretty good, too. Tomorrow I get my stitches out and that will be nice! I still have to take those silly antibiotics and they give me a HUGE tummy ache so I can't enjoy my meals very much. Since I am Mom's little piggy, I do still eat MOST of my dinner though.
Today Mom even let me go down into the lab pen with everyone. It was pretty nice down there...warm and sunny. Not a bad Fall day I must admit. I LOVE Fall days!!!
In honor of the warmth, Mom finally got the last of the storm windows up. I was hoping she would hurry up because New Mom is supposed to come NEXT WEEKEND and pick me up!!! She has some shows so she will spend the night here with Old Mom and I was worried that her bedroom would be too cold for ME to sleep well. Not to worry, ALL the storms are now up in the guest room, whew!

Better news?? Maybe...

Well, I have pronounced myself cured! Mom isn't so sure, she says I am still coughing like crazy, BUT, I have found my appetite and I did even play with a few of my toys today, at least the ones I could get away from sis Hilda!!!
Mom took me off to work cuz she had to take out my catheter and she wanted to keep an eye on me. Since it was Laurie's day to work she brought Hilda so Mom decided we could share an expen in daycare.
First of all, Hilda stole the big, cushy comforter and left me the regular old dog bed. I worked that out by lying there, shivering, every time Laurie walked by. It worked, next thing I knew I had my own comforter, right in my dog bed, hehehe!!!
Next, Quincy was playing with my favorite toy and Mom and when they got done, Mom tossed it in MY expen for me. Hilda raced over and loomed over it. It was okay, Mom said, "HILL DA"., she immediately left it and I grabbed it and took it in my bed!!!
My baby is still okay, too. Mom was worried cuz he isn't pooping! When she picked up my antibiotics, she took him along and the vet looked at him. He thought the baby was still way too small, which crushed Mom...she thought he looked really good!!! Anyway, Mom decided if he wasn't pooping and the vet thought he was too small, maybe she wasn't giving him enough to eat?? Soo, today she is feeding him every TWO hours instead of every three hours. So far, he has a FAT belly and he's only pooped a tiny, tiny bit. Hmmm.
And, the worse is that he blows milk out his nose almost every time he drinks! Of course, the vet immediately thought he had a cleft palate but Mom had checked that first...his mouth is fine! And, even though the milk comes out his nose he isn't aspirating it, so Mom is now thinking he keeps sucking more than he swallows. Dunno, no milk came out his nose when I fed him!!!
Mom did let me see him today and lick his bottom...she thought maybe I could make him poop. Didn't work, and when I almost bit his tail Mom said that was enough for me.
Hey, I NEVER said I wanted to be a mother!!! That was HER idea!
Oh yeah, I almost forgot... My BEST FRIEND and nephew, Louie, sent me the nicest Lounging jacket today! THANK YOU, Louie!!! He thought I would be lounging with my babies but guess that's not gonna happen. Not to worry, I can still wear it lounging in the living room, watching TV. Mom keeps her house VERY, VERY COLD!!! And, when I go back to NM I will probably need it, too. It is VERY COLD up in Northern NH where we live!!!

More bad...

This morning Mom took me to the vets. While I was feeling a simdgeon better, I was still not myself and except for some ice cream last night, I have not eaten ANYTHING since Thursday.
Well, the vet found I had bad sounding lungs, especially my right one, and that I was breathing way too fast. I was also dehydrated and had a slight fever. Mom left me there and I have been on an IV all day, with some steroids and some antibiotics to make me feel better.
Mom called to pick me up... they said I COULD go home tonight BUT I have to come right back first thing in the morning for more treatments and fluids. Mom is hoping she can stay awake until it's time to go get me, BOL! They won't let me go until they close at 8 pm.
Meanwhile, my little boy is okay. He is fatter and bigger, but it drives Mom CRAZY to bottle feed him as the milk almost always comes out his nose if he nurses too fast. For some reason, he is not inhaling it into his lungs, thank goodness. Mom says the worst part of baby Frenchies is getting them old enough to eat on their own...she can't wait until that happens with him!!!
She also remembered a few years ago when Ali had Georgie. Remember the little boy Frenchie that came down to be with Ali cuz his Mom had no milk and he kept getting pneumonia??? Ali managed to take good care of him and he did survive and is now a healthy adult. Hopefully, although Ali doesn't have any milk, she will decide to take care of my little boy since I can't. Mom says she was at least sniffing of him last night when he was trying to snuggle with her. We shall see!

More tragedy...

Last night Mom left me with my babies. I wasn't feeling good, and I had some sort of an attack and passed out, flat on the floor with a huge THUNK . Mom heard the thunk and got up to help me. She then found my little girl puppy had passed on.
Fortunately, I came to as soon as Mom shook me, but of course, she couldn't leave me with the baby. So, he went off to bed with her, in a box and she is feeding him a bottle.
I am still not feeling good at all, so I am sleeping in my crate. I don't even look for my babies, I don't want to look at anything. Mom is taking me back to the vet tomorrow.
Meanwhile, she is hoping Ali might help her take care of my boy baby. Ali always LOVED puppies and Mom is letting her see him when she feeds him.
Mom wants to remind EVERYONE, breeding dogs is not for the faint of heart!!! In spite of seemingly doing everything right, this has been a most terrible nightmare for both her and me so far.
Sadly, Frenchies are difficult to bottle feed as they tend to aspirate milk into their lungs. Mom is praying and hopes you will pray, too.