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Likes: Going for a Ride in the Truck!
Pet-Peeves: Skunks, being left at the vet, Feldene pain patches (they make you really whiney), AND Daddy leaving for work
Favorite Toy: The gray lamiedoodle named Eli! Mommy buried him with me.
Favorite Food: I will beg for kibble, so anything better than that is a plus!
Favorite Walk: Is that some kind of sick joke?? WALK! I wish!!! The farthest I go is out back to pee!!!
Best Tricks: Getting Peanut Butter off my tongue!
Arrival Story: I was abandoned at a local auction yard. The rancher just packed up his stuff and left me behind with a cattle prod burn on my side. I was only 5 months old, and I walked across a busy street to a construction office. I played too rough with their black lab, so I was given to some nice friends of theirs, within 1 hour... then my new Daddy took me for a ride in my TRUCK!
Mommy said that I deserve the best because from the day I came into their lives, I saved Mommy. She was very depressed, and on medication and in therapy, but it wasn't working. Then God sent Mommy her "therapy puppy", and I made her so happy. I made her laugh again, and gave her a reason to wake up in the morning.
Bio: I have moved on to the rainbow bridge. I tried to stay longer, but my back gave out. On April 4, 2008, in the arms of my Daddy and while being kissed by my Mommy, I made my final journey.
On February 17, 2006, I had a total hip replacement on my left leg with a cementless implant. The next morning, my femur broke and the implant spun and was dislocated, so they took me back in and redid the implant, with cement this time. By the summer I was healed, but the recovery took its toll on my front legs. I tried to take too much weight with them, and just one turn and my left wrist dislocated. November 28, 2006, I had a conservative surgery to try to fix the wrist, putting a pin up the radius bone going through my wrist bone. Within 3 weeks, the pin broke. The Thursday before Christmas, 2006, I had to have another surgery to have the pin and stuff removed from my wrist. The vet said without arthrodisis, I would die in months from not being able to move.
We tried wrist braces, and bought a really nice one. It arrived on Feb 1, 2007. It worked, but we had to use it slowly so I didn't get rub wounds.
On February 4, 2007, I was happy to see my Daddy (it was his birthday) and I jumped up on him. My left rear leg broke badly. UC Davis tried to save it and did the arthrodesis on my front leg at the time. But the plate failed. They tried another surgery to fix it and removed my hip implant, but on July 5, 2007, I lost my battle to save this leg. It was amputated.
I had a cart I was learning to use, and my spirit was there, but with my other legs being weak, my time here was limited. But my LOVE was NOT!! :)
I was honored to be put on the Tripawds website! TWICE!! Arthrodesis and a 3 legger
Forums Motto: We had seasons in the sun......
Last Wednesday, my big-big tree blew down. Mom lives in California, and we had a huge storm come through. In fact, there might have been a small tornado in the back yard, as the fence blew down in 2 different directions, and many people lost roofs and trees all over.
It was my favorite tree. The one I used to lay under when I was recovering. It was my favorite place, and after I left, it was the place Mom would go and sit and remember me and cry. Each time Mom looked there, it triggered a good memory. And now that trigger is gone.
But Mom knows I must have needed it up here at the bridge. See, I knew my cousin, Shelby was coming up. Now she is here, we are spending our time, waiting for our Mommies while laying under the tree and playing with all our pals. Of course, I'm still on wing duty, helping out my bestest pals when the need it.
But still, the only thing left of my big-big tree is the roots. It looks as if a giant is trying to claw its way out of the earth. To see it makes Mommy cry. One more piece of me gone. Yet still, I'm near.
My very good friend, Sassy, needs your prayers. I just learned from reading a thread, Sassy's parents need your prayers, that her Mommy & Daddy are not in a good way.
Mommy hasn't been on the computer for a long while and is more than sad to learn this.
I promise to stay near to my friend and we are all going to keep praying and praying.
And Mommy just emailed Ms. Sally to ask questions about my cousin Shelby's liver cancer and my counsin Ginger's adrenal tumors causing cushings (something Sassy has been fighting for years).
Oh, please, dear Lord, don't hurt this wonderful family any more!!!
When Mom was in Jr. High, she was jumped but a group of girls in the restroom. She was new to the school, and alone. To this day, she can't use a public restroom without worrying.
I want my friends to know this. I won't leave you alone to fend for yourself in the Jr. High bathroom of Dogster. I am NOT a moderator, but I know the rules of Dogster. We are all here for love and happiness, NOT to be picked on and feeling excluded.
If you feel picked on, and are thinking of leaving Dogster, please, I urge you to contact HQ. You can email them at dogster@dogster.com, or even call them at 1-866-404-3647. There are rules to Dogster.
Like a playground bully, picking on others is just mean. If you are the "picker", stop. Think about what your words do to others.
If you feel you want to pick on someone, take a week off Dogster. Just push away from your keyboard and go outside and play with that dog you are pretending to be.
I might be at the bridge, but I do know ALL of the dogs up here would never want anyone to feel like that.
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