Pet-Peeves: her big brother, people walking by her house
Favorite Toy: anything her big brother has
Favorite Food: Three Dog Bakery treats
Favorite Walk: The Country Club Plaza
Best Tricks: looking sad and/or cute as the situation requires
Arrival Story: A rescue organization found a stray mastiff, presumably from a puppy mill, and discovered she was pregnant. Friends had heard about her and knew we were looking for a new mastiff sibling for our mastiff and got us in touch with the rescue organization. After attending all the adoption outings with our boy as an example of the breed, we were given first pick. Our boy and our new little girl picked each other out. As soon as she was ready to go home with us, she joined the family and hasn't left since.
Well, today is an important day - it's my Birthday! But it hasn't been a great day so far. My tummy wasn't feeling too well this morning so I woke mom and dad up to go outside. But since they were asleep I decided not to let on that I didn't feel good - then I might not get my cake! I went outside with Louie when he decided he wanted out a little while later (he was too lazy to go with me the first time, BOL.) Then dad decided he and mom needed some sleep (it's all Louie's fault if he would've gone with me we would've been crashed in their room instead of our bedroom alone). So when mom finally let me out she saw me poo in the snow and noticed it wasn't normal and mentioned it to dad. Then I had to go out again 15 minutes later and go poo again. When I came back in I panted and didn't really settle down. So mom and dad decided that was it - off to the vet!
So we all went to the vet. As much as I harass my brother, I feel better if he goes with me. So I got fussed over, got too many things put into my bum, and got some medicine. But mostly I got fussed over, BOL! Once we left there we decided to go get more food - mom and dad had let our food supply get seriously low, and Louie and I couldn't have that! So we got fussed over at the store, too.
Then we decided to just head home - it was still snowing and really windy and the roads weren't great. Mom gave me the first round of drugs (yuck!) and lots of treats. Then I curled up with mom (and Louie, too) and took a nap, ummm, I mean kept mom company.
So I guess even though I won't be getting cake today, it wasn't too bad as far as birthdays go.
Yesterday mom tricked me! Instead of having me stay in the kennel with my brother when she left for work, she called me out and shut the door behind me. Yes! I get to go with mom and my goofy brother has to stay home! It's about time I got my turn.
So mom loaded me up in the Jeep and off we went. But we went to the vet, not on a trip. How weird. But it's no big deal. I like going to the vet because they're always nice to me and give me lots of love after they give me my ouchie shots. But instead mom gave my leash to one of the techs and she left. How curious. The nice lady led me to the back and I got to hang out for a while (I'm too big to fit in a kennel, BOL!) Then the next thing I knew I was waking up and I had a bandage on my leg and fresh minty breath.
They had drugged me! Mom told me later that they cleaned my teeth. Pffttt... Just because I lick places that mom and dad consider smelly doesn't mean they had to knock me out to do clean my teeth! Well, I did get a manicure and a pedicure, but I didn't have to hear the clipper, so that was good. But I was really, really loopy and wobbly. In fact, I was sleepy and wobbly and loopy all evening. I did gets lots of attention and brother didn't, so that was cool. I felt better this morning, but I'm still not my usual chipper, dancing self. I hope they don't drug me again any time soon. Mom swears it'll be a once a year thing unless there's a problem. She had better be right! BOL!
I just received the news that my sweet, sweet, wonderful bully boy Valentine Arthur has crossed the Rainbow Bridge to heaven. This is a letter for him. Sweet Arthur
Every day was Valentine's Day with you. I miss you deeply already. I can't believe I will never truly talk to you again. Now I must send my thoughts up, because you surely have crossed the Rainbow Bridge to be in heaven. You will be truly, deeply missed. You have such a good spirit. I can't believe the last time I will see you was just two days ago at the Eye of the Tiger Party, dancing your wiggly-butt dance you did so well. As I said then, you are such a loving bully, I sometimes think your heart works overtime to keep up with all that love. I still think that was true.
You were the sweetest friend any girl, or any pup, could ever wish for. You were always so supportive and involved in the community. Your passing will affect many, not just me. That's why I thank you for picking me to be your special friend. I'll never, ever forget you. I love you and I miss you.