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I miss her so much

Well diary, being a boy dog, I very seldom write my feelings. I guess right now I really need to.

You see, on Jan 6 / 10 @ 7:47 pm. my sister Daisy went to the bridge. I knew something was wrong and I tried all that day especially to comfort her. She had been with me since Dec 27 / 03. Yes she was bossy but that was ok because that was just her way. She was protective of me as I was of her.

It has been 8 days now and I still go to the door trying to tell mom to let her in. You see since sis got sick, mom would let Daz out by herself so D and myself wouldn't knock her down. I would wait by the door and as soon as I would hear her touch her ramp I would tell mom. I was really good at that. But you see, I still do it :(. I can't figure out why mom don't believe me.

I lay beside Daz's bed but don't lay on it. I just whine and sigh because my bestest friend isn't there. Mom , dad, my skin sis, Squeak and even D are so sad here. The house is empty without her.

Since our first meeting when she bite my tail ( because she was so scared ) we never had a spat of any kind. We loved to do things together and go places. I tried to teach her it was ok to get in water but she never got over her fear of it. I often wondered what happened but she would never tell me. She told me about allot of things that happened to her before mom adopted her and it made me shake with anger. No pupper should ever have to go through that.

I remember the first time she went in the big rig. Mom and dad took us both. Now I made it look like I didn't like it because Daisy loved it so much I wanted her to have that special time every summer alone with mom and dad. I was ok to stay with my skin sis and loved that time alone with her. I just told Daisy I didn't like it much and was homesick. I hope she loved it as much as I loved letting her have that time.

Oh diary, I can't write any more right now.... my heart is breaking again. I will post more later about our time together and hope it helps me heal.

My surgery

Well I don't post much ( man of little words ) but tomorrow I will have surgery. My doctor don't want to take a chance on the tumor I have. First it looked like a cyst but after treatment for it, we found out it isn't. So I will have it removed ( it is the size of a golfball on my leg ). The vet told mom that he isn't sure if there will be enough of my own skin to cover it but if not, he will use a cadver skin. I have had all my bloodwork done and even my heart was checked to make sure I am really healthy for surgery. My vet don't take chances. Esp with us oldies. So I will have to be on bed rest for about 2 weeks and only allowed out to potty. That will be hard but my sis will be with my alot too. Her bad days she don't wanna go out much either.

When mom can, she will post about me after my surgery.

Mommy is soo proud

Well, yesterday mommy was taking my sister Daisy and I for our walk. We just had a small snowstorm and it was beautiful outside. So after shovelling the driveway, mom put our leashes on and off we go. Anyway, we were almost home when mom slipped on a sheet of ice that was under the snow. DOWN she went, hitting her head and knocking herself out. When mom fell she dropped our leashes. We looked around and didn't see anyone. So I stayed with mom and Daisy ran to our neighbour Donna ( Daisy loves Donna ). Donna told mom that Daisy kept barking and running for the road and comming back to her. She knew something must be wrong because Daisy was running with her leash and she was outside without me and mom or dad. So she put her boots on and followed Daisy. That was when she found mom laying on the ground. That is when Daisy and I ran for home and just sat on the step waiting for mom. Donna helped mom home and that is when Daddy came home and took mom to the human vet. She had to stay there overnight because she had a concussion. She is home now and really sore ( neck and head ) but she will be ok. Mommy is so proud of us and I am so proud of Daisy. So much for a dangerous breed of dog.