Getting tired

I sleep a lot now. I thought it was old age, and it could be, but I did go to the vet last week.
Mom took me to the vet because my allergies are at thier worst this year. Just as my hair grew back from last year, I began pulling it out faster than Mom could keep up with. So back to the vet. Mom said it was time for shots, that I was going to have allergy testing to see what we could do to make it stop. But when she told him that I had been coughing and wheezing, he checked my lungs. Clear. Then he did an x-ray. Seems my heart is enlarged. Don't know what that means, but it could be why I'm so tired. I was put on a prescription for the allergies and we have to go back for a thing called a sonogram.
The vet said I have to have a sonogram before he can determine what is really wrong. Also, he wants to clean my teeth and said he doesn't know if I can go under anesthesia till he knows what is wrong. He told Mom I may have to have my teeth pulled if he can't clean them. Now I wish I would have let her brush them, instead of biting at her every time she tried. This doesn't sound fun.
Mommy is getting nervous, but she says she is optomistic. Sure, she was when Emmy was sick too. Mommy is not herself.

Still Standing

It's been a long time since I've been on here.

Today is a scary day. Mom tried to give me my Bendadryl with peanut butter. I normally take the blob off the knife and just eat it. Today I did it- I bit the end off the plastic knife! Mom is freaking out and I guess this means I will be going to the hospital soon.

The vet said to wait a bit to see if there was any signs of distress. I'm ok so far, but Mom isn't. She's starting to freak out. She tried putting her finger down my throat but that didn't work. She's afraid I won't be able to pass it and that I'll have to have surgery. This, just before Christmas. I don't like to scare her.

Now they've done it!

They did it...they brought home a pitbull! They didn't even ask...they just said
"Here's your sister"! She's not my sister....Emmy and Acey were my sisters. She's a stranger, as far as I'm concerned.

I tried to be nice, but this is my kingdom. She just sits there and looks at me with her tail between her legs. She doesn't play...she just lays on Acey's chair.

I am not liking this. I am really mad.

A Change Is Gonna Come....

and I hope it all goes well.

Looks like I'm getting a new sister. It seems Dad met a girl at the blessing of the animals two weeks ago. Mom went to meet her, then we all went back on Wednesday.

I sniffed her a bit, but really wasn't interested, which they say is a good sign. We took a walk together, and Daddy is taking me back on Monday to see her again. We'll see how it goes then. They said if it all goes well, that she might be coming to live with us on Wednesday.

She's ok, I guess. She's bigger than me, but she's really kind of fat. She just seems really sad. They say she's been at the shelter for months, that nobody wants her because she's a pitbull. But she's really nice to Mommy and Dad, and she didn't try to get tough with me. I just hope she doesn't think she'll be laying on my bed or playing with my toys because they are MINE!

Still here.....

It's been a long time since I've posted anything. I feel badly about this as I have many friends who were concerned about my health.

I am doing well. Nothing was really found after all the tests I'd gone through. The vets said that I might have Cushings Disease, and needed further testing. Mommy told them she'd wait till after the holidays. In that time, she decided that if I was doing well, that there would be no more witch hunts. The vet told her that if it was Cushings, that he wouldn't put me on meds anyway, so why look for something that probably wasn't there?

I am 12 now, and getting a little old. I like to sleep a lot, but other than that, and a little limp here and there (probably arthritis), I'm ok. Mom was a little nervous over the past couple of days, though. I didn't feel very good (I might have been a little "backed up", if you know what I'm saying), so I was lethargic and not very playful. Daddy told me yesterday to "snap out of it", and I did! Mom bought me a big bag of carrots and I'm eating them instead of cookies for now. Know what? I'm back to my old self. Mom can't even go in the bathroom without me following her. Yep, I am me!

It's Easter, a time for rebirth. I'm back.....

Now...I am worried

Mom made an appointment for my sonogram today. It is next Wednesday. We will know then if there is something to worry about. Until then....Mom will be sick to her stomach.

I am very tired today. I got sick last night. I eat too much, that's a big problem. I've gained a couple of pounds, which is not too good. But last night, it got to me. I got sick. Mom didn't know till she found it this morning. She doesn't get mad, though. She just kisses me and tells me that she loves me.

I know she's really scared. Acey had bladder cancer, then she went away. Emmy had renal failure and she went away. I think she's afraid that I will go away, too, but I don't want to leave her. Nobody loves me like my Mommy. She squishes me all the time and kisses and hugs me. Today she even took me for a ride in the car...and we didn't end up at the doctor's office! We just went to get the mail, but it was a nice ride.

I am worried about Mommy. She takes a lot of these things called antacids (I'm not allowed to have any of them) and she complains about something called heartburn a lot (I don't think I'd like a burning heart). I think it's because she's so scared. I only wish Daddy realized how scared she really is.

Happy Thanksgiving....

Today was our first Thanksgiving without my sisters. It was a day like any other, almost.

Mom and Dad are not speaking and I'm afraid we may be moving AGAIN. I've been here for 4 years, but I don't know what they are planning.

I know Mom is going to wait another week or so for the sonogram. I've been taking medicine and my symptoms (the tinkling) have stopped. But she said I still have to go anyway.

I've been snuggling with Mom a lot the past couple of days. We've been going into bed really early and staying in there. Mom said we'll be going in to watch TV in a few minutes. Dad went to his sister's house for dinner and Mom and I stayed here. It's feeling a little funny.

Some nice doggies and thier people have given me gifts on my page and I want to thank them all. It's really nice to know that I have friends that I can't bark at and be mean to because they are online! It's just nice to know that they care.

Looks like it's my turn now

It's been a long time since I've written.

Things have been really different around here without my sisters. Things began to change last November when they were both diagnosed with fatal diseases. I knew that the folks needed to give them everything they had for what little time they had, so I took a backseat.

Since they are gone, I am the only one. I get all the attention. I get all the treats. I get whatever they are eating for dinner (that's why I've gained almost 4 pounds!). I sleep on the bed, I got a new blankie. I get constant attention and am under Mom's feet whenever I can be.

But something is wrong.

Last week, I tinkled for no reason. I then left a stream down the hall when I ran to go to bed. This concerned Mommy enough to call the doctor and took me in right away. He said he could tell, right off the bat, that I wasn't in renal failure like Emmy. But he wanted to do a tinkle test to rule out an infection.

Mommy got a call that upset her. It seems I have blood in my tinkle and this might not be good. I have to go tomorrow for more tests and x-rays. Mommy is really scared. She thinks that I am sick and this makes her sick. She isn't going to be able to deal with anything like the girls had. But we won't know anything till after the tests.

I am Mom's best boy. She loves me so much. She is always squeezing me and kissing me and I really like it. I felt a little invisible when the girls were sick. I was always getting yelled at. Then when they were gone, I was so lonely, but Mommy made me the center of the universe. What will happen to her if I get sick? I couldn't bear to leave her. I saw what happened when the girls left.

So we just have to wait and hope for the best.

Lonely

It's rather lonely since my sisters have left. I mean, I get all the attention, but it's not the same.

Mommy still shows me pictures of Emmy and talks about her because she never wants me to forget. Acey and I didn't see much of each other because we couldn't be in the same room together. I was a bit nasty to her and she would have eaten me! But I still didn't want her to leave.

Yesterday, Daddy went out for the day and Mommy let me hang out with her in the livingroom. I kept looking for signs of Acey...I would sniff her toys and could tell every spot where she layed just by my terrific sense of smell. But it just seems so empty here.

I miss those girls.

Emmy's Funeral

Yesterday we went to Emmy's funeral. I don't know what that means, just that we went to visit her. She was sleeping on a table and Mommy picked me up to kiss her. It was just me, Mommy & Daddy.

We stayed with her for a little while, but she didn't get up. They cried a lot and Mommy kissed her over and over. Then she read a story and played a song. She was very sad. Daddy was very sad. I just wanted her to wake up.

A few hours later, Mommy came home with a little box and told me that Emmy was home now (I didn't see her). She let me sniff the little box , then she put in in Emmy's bed.

I just wish my sister would come home.