American Pit Bull Terrier
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Home:Wayne, PA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 15 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Ember

Em, Pudding, Pudd, Sweetpea, Baby Dog, Baby Girl, Skunk Butt, Pouty Puppy, Miss Ember(only when she is bad)

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:
-dog rescue

W-A-L-K-S, trips to the pet store, other dogs, children, baths, eating, car R-I-D-E-S

squirrels, getting her ears cleaned, not being invited along on the adventure, people calling her Amber

Favorite Toy:
Squeaky tennis ball, pulling ropes, Air Dog stick, any unsuspecting stuffed animal

Favorite Food:
Pizza crusts, blueberries and strawberries, greenies, anything that mommy eats.

Favorite Walk:
Valley Forge Park, around her neighborhood, really anywhere as long as it is a W-A-L-K

Best Tricks:
Bang (she rolls over and plays dead), Sit, and Guilt (she lays on the floor looking extremely pathetic and sighs very loudly).

Arrival Story:
I went to the SPCA and I decided to see the little puppy who was bouncing all over the place. She had been abandoned in a basement in a drug house.They brought Ember in, she ran over to me where I was sitting on the floor, and plopped herself on my lap and then gave me a kiss. I fell in love with that 13 lb. bundle of energy right then and there. Sixty pounds and many replaced items later, she is still my baby.

I gave Ember the birthday of July 4th, because it is a special day and she is a special dog.

Forums Motto:
Don't hate me because I am beautiful.

The Last Forum I Posted In:
I am a lover not a fighter--- stop & see me!

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 7th 2004 More than 12 years!

I Was In The:
2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Happy Birthday to Me!

July 11th 2006 7:59 pm
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I turned five!

Mommy and Brendan are so happy that I haven't succumbed to this disease of mine. Mommy thought this day wouldn't come - that I would live to my fifth birthday. In fact, my wonderful vet Dr. Prior is surprised to see how well I am doing.

I guess my medicine therapy, along with all the love I receive every day, is really keeping my spirits up. The medicine has made me pretty incontinent, but Mommy understands I really can't help any of it. I do go on the papers, when she remembers to put them down before she runs off to work. I do get embarassed, but I am never yelled at. Mommy says when you have to go, you have to go. Boy, is she right. I know - TMI Ember!

Some new developments from last I mused....
I got some really fun presents for my birthday, and had an attention filled day. I even got to visit my mini schnauzer friend, Maggie.

We have a neighborhood cat that has been hanging out around my house, and I am very preoccupied with the kitty. Mommy asks me where the meow-meow is, and I rush to go outside. It is a trick she uses when I don't feel like getting up in the morning. I always run and mark my territory.

Mommy bought me a wagon for when I tire out on our walks. Even though it probably looks silly to people who don't know the situation, I really enjoy the wagon. I was really depressed on not being able to last on our routine walks. I was so bad Mommy felt badly about taking me out, but I huffed and puffed and pouted. I really like traveling, you see. So Mommy bought me a Radio Flyer wagon, put a non-skid kitchen mat in it to help me keep my grip and for added comfort, and we walk almost daily.

Mommy likes the exercise, since I always putz out right before the big hill. Nothing like pulling and pushing a 70 lb. dog, she says, to get your workout in. I like to sit up in the wagon, and sniff the air. I always have my big smile plastered on, and do hop off when I feel rested.

Well, gotta run. I am begging for a treat (my allergy medicine makes me thirsty and hungry). Warmest regards to all my pals, and I will try not to be such a stranger!

Peace, paws, and love!


It's always the darkest before the dawn

February 8th 2006 7:20 pm
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Sometimes, just when you think you can't possibly handle any more bad news, you find an inner strength and forge on, stronger, and more self confident than before. I think it has been a bit like that for me.

To be honest, Mommy didn't think I would be around for the Spring, but I have proven to be quite a fighter (with the help of everyone's prayers) and have currently stabilized my protein levels. My appetite is back, my playful and happy disposition is even sunnier, and although I have my bad days, Mommy is a lot more hopeful about my short term future.

We both know my disease will be fatal, but for now I still chase my tail with wild abandon. I have a wonderful vet in Dr. Prier, he has been such a compassionate caregiver, I am so lucky Mommy found him! The vet techs at Sugartown Vet Hospital are so sweet too. It makes getting a thermometer up my bum almost worth the visit. Almost.

I am a bit more needy, and can become rather withdrawn, but at the end of the night, I still hop on the bed to sleep next to Mommy.

We have decided to enjoy every moment we have together and a certain peace comes with that understanding, amidst all the insecurity of the future. It certainly is an emotional roller coaster, because the good days make the bad days even harder to deal with. However, Mommy feels lucky to have ever adopted such a loving spirit, and I feel as lucky to have been shown the love I deserved.

So, every day, Mommy is grateful to have been given another opportunity to receive unconditional love from a goofy little dog whom she loves just as much.
However, we both know, even when I am long gone, she will still be picking up my hair!

A big friendly bark to all my friends at Dogster who have inquired about me, and kept me in their thoughts and prayers. Your support really helps my Mommy.


Profound sadness

January 4th 2006 4:39 pm
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Well, worst fears were confirmed and I am a very sick baby. Mommy can't stop crying everytime she thinks about me. She knows within a few weeks she is going to have to do the toughest thing she has ever had to do and let me go over to the Rainbow bridge.

This sucks. I wish humans could take bereavement leave from their jobs with the loss of their four legged babies.

Mommy thinks her heart might literally break.

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