Notes from the bridge

Well, It's been over a month since I went to the rainbow bridge. Mom's had a hard time posting since I passed on. It's kind of hard to speak for me when I'm not there. She picked up my ashes. She put them next to Maxi's ashes. I never met Maxi but she was a dachshund too. Then mom made sure there were pictures of me in the house. It makes her smile when she looks at me. Sometimes she think she sees me out of the corner of her eye but it's Dylan. Timmy, my Corgi friend, told me about a friend that has Lymphoma. I wish I could help. It's so sad for our people. They want to do the right thing. We know how much they love us.

BOO!

I have been Boo! tagged by Edie. I'm excited because this is the 1st game I have played on dogster. It feels good to know that I am not forgotten now that I have gone to the rainbow bridge. Here's how this game works: Give 7 fun facts about yourself, then tag 7 pals by paw-mail or rosette.
Fun Facts:
1. I am a miracle doxie. It's a long story.
2. I have my very own song. It's called "Little Roxy" and it is an adaptation of the Beach Boys song "Surfer Girl".
3. I'm really smart but I don't like to show off. I let my sister Ginger think that she's the smartest.
4. I was only 3 years old when I got my first grey hairs.
5. I love to get a taste of anything my mom is eating. If I sit real quiet and look directly into her eyes she will almost always give me a little bit.
6. I like to snuggle up against my mom when I sleep. I know she is really missing that.
7. All my mom's friends loved me a lot. They always made sure to pay attention to me even though the rest of the pack pushed me out of the way.

Here are the pals I have tagged:
1. Magnolia 220916. Maggie's friendship made it easier to live with lymphoma.
2. Scout 220922. I call him Stubby and he lives with Maggie. He is a very, very special dog.
3. Cherokee forever loved Cherry 423397. She helped mom and me so much when I was sick.
4. Sam 550268. Sam is my gentle giant. He has been so kind.
5. Kadie 405394. I think someone else already tagged her but I just had to tag her too. She made my wings!
6. Timmy 317521. Timmy is a gentle soul.
7.Sassy 240717. She is so sweet but very tough too.

Rainbow bridge

Well, I went to the bridge yesterday. I got real sick and mommy didn't want me to suffer. She thought maybe I would bounce back like I had before but I was so miserable. She said that she would be keeping me alive just for her and she didn't want that. She wanted to do the most loving thing for me. I had a good life and lived big right up till the end. Mom took me for a long stroller ride just before we left for the doctor. It was wonderful to feel the breeze in my face. When it was time, she held me in her lap and Dr. Barrett was very gentle when she gave me the medications. Mom had her hand over my heart and she felt it stop beating. Then mom stayed alone with me for a bit. She was crying. I was in my bed (she brought it so I wouldn't be afraid and have to be on that hard metal table). She took one last look before she left the room and I looked peaceful, just like I was sleeping. When she got home she let people know I had gone to the bridge. She posted here on dogster where I have so many wonderful friends. Then she wrote to the nice people she works with in dachshund rescue. Everyone has been so kind. We have received lots and lots of rosettes and stars. Mommy hopes everyone knows how much it means to her. Everyone here knows what she is going through. She hopes they understand if she doesn't write back right away. She is feeling sort of overwhelmed and she is a little spaced out. She isn't used to not having me in the house. When she saw a lump in the bed her first thought was that I was under the covers. She turns her head when she hears nails clicking on the floor, expecting to see me. I was with mommy for 14 years. That's a long time.

Mom's getting on my nerves today

Mom's having some problems with the house and she is real frustrated. We don't have free access to our backyard so we've all been locked in the house with her and frankly, she's beginning to get on my nerves a bit. I guess we're getting on her nerves too. On top of that, Danny and Dylan pooped in the house and it is disgusting. I would never do that. Anyway, I'm keeping a low profile right now. "I posted in the when it's time to say goodbye" forum. I wanted to thank everyone for their support and for lighting candles for me. Mom looked at all the candles last night and it made her feel a lot better.

Beating the odds

Well, it's almost 2 months since the vet said I would probably pass away in a month. Ha! Mom's taking me for stroller rides almost everyday. I like it best when she doesn't put Dylan in the stroller with me. I'm starting to get used to Dylan living with us. At least mom isn't letting her sleep in bed with the rest of us. She peed on the bed a couple of times and that was it! She was banished to the crate at night. Mom decided there would be more room for her if she got a king size bed. I've been really worried about my friend Samuel Jacob. He hurt himself and he's in pain. I hope he gets better without having to have more surgery. I'm going to check on him as soon as I finish my diary entry.

Living big today

Boy oh boy, I really lived big today! Mom took me for a stroller ride. Just mom and me. Sometimes she makes me ride with Dylan. I tried to get out of the stroller! Twice! I was feeling strong and I wanted to go smell some grass on my own. Mom made me stay in the stroller. She didn't have a leash with her. She even had to zip up the mesh in front to keep me in. They don't call me Roxy the Miracle Doxie for nothing!

Kinda disappointed today but still grateful

Mom didn't take me for a stroller ride today and I really wanted to go. I'm not mad but really disappointed. Whenever mom gives me love, like snuggling, the other dogs get pushy and try to get all of her attention. I'm a little wobbly and I never was very aggressive so I just give up and walk away. I'm feeling physically OK today and I'm grateful for that. I read a very sad story today about Sharna. She went to the rainbow bridge and her family is very sad. My friend Samuel Jacob fell down and hurt himself. I hope he feels better really fast. He is a very brave and kind.

Mom had a good day

We had a plumbing leak this morning so I didn't get to go for a stroller ride before mom had to leave for the airport. She went to Las Vegas just for the day just to have some fun. She's stayed pretty close to home since I've been sick so this was kind of a big deal for her to be so far away. I'm living big today by showing mom how happy I am that she took the time to have fun. I think living big sometimes means helping others live big too.

Yucky night, better day

Well, I had a yucky night. I threw up on mom's bed, on the rug in the bedroom, on the rug in the living room, and on the patio. Mom was pretty worried. I'm feeling better today. One way I lived big today: I licked mom's bowl after she had frozen yogurt. Yum. Tomorrow's grandma's birthday (mom's mom). She helped raise me and I miss her a lot. I'm happy I'll get to see her when I go to the bridge. Tomorrow's going to be a good day.

First entry

I've been meaning to start my diary for awhile but it took a post by Scout (I like to call him Stubby) to really get me started. Ever since I was diagnosed with lymphoma in February I have received so much love and support from dogsters. At first I was in the "get well soon" forum . In July mom & I decided to stop the chemo and we started posting in the "when it's time to say good-bye". The chemo (we must've tried 10 different drugs) just wasn't getting me into remission like it does for some pups. We thought it would pretty much be all downhill. The oncologist said I would get progressively weaker. She seemed to think I would last about a month. WRONG! I think all those candles that the dogsters light for me have something to do with it. Sure, I've had some pretty rough days. A few times mom thought I was pretty close to dying. But I have had some really good days too! Lots of them! I've learned a lot about taking life one day at a time. I appreciate life's little pleasures. A lot of things I used to get upset about just aren't worth ruining my day over. But, getting back to the beginning of this post, Stubby said "live big today". So that's what my diary is going to be about. To me, living big doesn't mean partying or spending lots of mom's money. It doesn't mean trying to do more than I can physically do. To me, living big means celebrating life each day.