Bitsy R.I.P, sweet girl


American Eskimo Dog
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Home:Macon, GA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Bitsy R.I.P, sweet girl

Nicknames:
Bitsy Bear, Smiley, Bitsy Love, Bitsy Girl, Bitster, Mutley, Snowflake

Doggie Dynamics:
 Energy 
sleepyenergetic
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Friendliness 
aggressiveaffectionate
 
 Playfulness 
not playfulvery playful
 
 Disposition 
anxiouscalm
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
July 4th 2003

Likes:
My mom and FOOD!

Pet-Peeves:
Getting my paws wet in the rain, getting brushed and washed (in any order).

Favorite Toy:
The cats, mom's shoes and underwear.

Favorite Food:
Whatever my humans are eating.

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere I can be admired.

Best Tricks:
I can twirl on my back feet like a ballerina, and I can bow on command...among other things. I am SO smart!

Arrival Story:
***Please read my Diary for last info on Bitsy*** I came from a place in Florida. I was the smallest of the litter and was the only girl. My mom found me on the internet and drove from Georgia to get me (she saw me in pictures and said it was love at first sight!) . The breeder told her I loved car rides.... but I peed in the seat after not even 5 minutes and was sick the whole way home! I still don't like car rides.... I missed my doggie mom, dad and brothers so much the first night I cried and cried. Mom cuddled me on the sofa till I went to sleep. From then on we have been inseperable.

Bio:
Bitsy is the most lovable and loyal dog I've ever owned. After I got married the house felt empty without a dog. I did about a year of research before I decided on the breed. I almost ended up adopting another Eskie but someone else got approved for the dog first. Shortly after I found Bitsy. We lost Bitsy to cancer on 4/10/13. She was so loved... and now so missed. ***Please read my Diary for last info on Bitsy***

Forums Motto:
Food? Where?!

The Groups I'm In:
American Eskimo Dogs - For the love of Eskies!, American Eskimo Dogs Residing In The SouthEastern Part Of The US, E.S.K.I.E.S., FebrezeĀ® Pet Odor Eliminatorā„¢, Macon Georgia Dogs

The Last Forum I Posted In:
the Best Food??

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 13th 2004 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
Dogster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
49396


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Tails Of An Eskie: By Bitsy M. Wilson


An Entry From Mom

April 14th 2013 10:43 pm
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Bitsy had many more adventures after the ones she "wrote" here. There were more vacations, more hair cuts. We had big parties where she loved all the attention. We had another baby. We moved. Bitsy made new doggie friends and continued friendships with old ones. Life was full and busy.

Eventually, though, her energy dwindled. She had surgery to remove a cyst and then had an eye problem. It seemed to cause a downward spiral in her health. Last week she stopped eating. She refused things that she normally loved and threw up even water which sent up red flags for me... although I tried to ignore what my gut was telling me. As a mom, you are acute to the slightest cough of your child. But I admit, in this situation I was in denial. I took her to the vet thinking, "Oh, she has a tummy bug. She'll be fine." But her breathing was labored. She was weak and lethargic. And I knew, deep down that it was nothing good.

She had cancer. She had a mass on her heart and it had spread into her lungs. I cry as I type this... it still doesn't seem real.

Bitsy was such a wonderful dog. She pranced and bounced when she walked. All the pictures I have of her she's smiling (even in the ones she reluctantly posed in like the angel wing shot). She was great and patient with the kids, even in the end. The vet said she was the sweetest Eskies he had ever met. Never growled in aggression or nipped; couldn't even show her teeth. I look at pictures now of other dogs thinking that maybe another will fill this void I feel but none of them will ever take her place. She was one of a kind and I'm thankful that I had nearly ten years with her.

So this is our last entry. I am sad that there are no more opportunities to picture what goes on in her head. But I hope that she is sitting at Rainbow Bridge, looking over her Dogdom, waiting for me.

 

My Pack.

December 28th 2009 11:13 pm
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It has been so long and I have sad feelings about that... I'm doing the sad face as we speak. It gets mom every time.

Speaking of mom, she's on vacation with dad and the "baby". I'll get to that last part. Right now I'm sitting at the Pet Palace, watching Animal Planet. I like that show "Dogs 101" where they talk about all the different kinds of dogs. Wonder if they'll ever do one about dogs like me? Mom says my ancestors used to be in that human show they call a "sir-cus"! Those Border Collies are pretty cool though. The way they look so serious when they herd sheep. I try to be intense but mom just laughs at me. Hmph.

And what would I need to be intense about, you ask? Well, it's this whole baby business. Let me backtrack. Mom got huge - I think I wrote about that before. Then one day she didn't come home for a while. I spent a few days chasing the cats around the house and eating cat morsels with little recourse (Dad came back a few times but he looked distracted). Then she finally shows up with this little human. I mean REALLY little. It doesn't have much fur and it squeaks and makes all kind of weird noises. I was so confused. The little humans that come by on Halloween aren't even that little. This one was actually kind of... cute. It smells good, too! After smelling it thoroughly for a few days, I developed these feelings. Like I needed to protect it. So that's what I do. I have perfected my growl and it has come in handy because for whatever reason, people come to see the little human all the time. I muster up all the intensity of the Border Collie I can and give my best growl. Mom seems a little embarrassed, but it's my job! This little human is now part of my.... pack. Yeah, my pack.

Gotta go, it's play time.

 

What's a "baby"?

September 27th 2009 12:25 am
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With Hallo-ween coming up again I expect there to be a bit of excitement in the air. Everyone shuffles around in my Dogdom with their silly decorations that are supposed to scare those small creatures that show up every year... The leaves fall off the trees and the weather gets colder; just in time for my coat to grow back in from when I had my haircut. I like that part of it.

This time feels different. The inside of the house is changing. Mom and Dad get packages constantly from the man with the loud truck that makes me and all the other dogs on the block go crazy. They talk in high pitched voices when they pull out very small human furs (they call them "clothes" I think)... I know my mom can't fit those things. Speaking of fitting into things, she is huge now! Her belly makes her look lop-sided. I'm not entirely sure how she stands up without falling over... it's already one strike against them that they don't walk on all fours.

Mom and Dad keep talking about something called a "baby". They ask me if I'm going to wake the baby up with my barking. I'm not even sure what that means. But I am curious to see what all this "baby" business is.

 
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