Birthday: July 21st 1997 Likes: belly rubs,walking in the woods, puppies, sniffing, meeting people,playing,sun bathing,swimming,stinky muddy bogs,chewing on bones Pet-Peeves: flies flies flies flies... did we say flies? clipping his nails, touching his feet for anything. Favorite Toy: rope,ball,water Favorite Food: mom's homecooking Forums Motto: foster failure... mom caved I've Been On Dogster Since:
Well Diary, it's me again. I don't write much and don't share my feelings either. After all I am suppose to be a tough rotty / lab boy dog. Really I am a big softy and get hurt very easily. I have 2 sister dogs and I do love them. D came just before Daisy was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma and Pocket came the Sept after Daisy went away. My sis D tries to take care of me and comfort me. It's been over a year since my gal pal has been gone. Even though I know she won't be back, I still look for her. Mom says I have aged so much in this last year. That I have not been the same.
She knows I am getting old but it is more then that. She sees when mom says " Daisy " I get real excited and perk up. Only to go to the door or bedroom and she isn't there. I don't play any more. I can only go for a small walk now too. About 10 mins. I know mom is sad because she knows my time is coming. I want her to know how much she means to me and how happy she has made my life. I hope she knows that. I love my mom so much. I love all my family but there is nobody like mom.
My sis Pocket... hmmm lets just say TERRIBLE 2'S. She don't mean to hurt me when she is playing and knocks me down. She really is a great little baby sister. I know both my sisters will be there for mom when my time is up.
I don't want to go before my time but honestly I can't wait to see Daisy again. I hope she remembers me as much as I never forgot her.
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.
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.
