Sex: Male Weight: 51-100 lbs
|Home:Ottawa, ON, Canada ||[I have a diary!] |
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December 22nd 2002
getting his eyes rubbed!
to the truck!
catching a frisbee, bouncing the basketball of his nose
Puckie is the puppy of my girl Deuce...it happened after she was innocently outside one evening and the next door neighbour "Rampage" came over the fence...she only had one "puckie in her belly", he was born "king duke", but became affectionately known as Puckie...days after he was born, Deucie had mastitis, so i took over some of his care...like feeding - & with my motherly feeding style, he ended up with aspiration pneumonia, after which time he stopped breathing twice, and i had to do mouth to tiny snout rescussitation...i also had to rehydrate him subcutaneously for a few days...once he had grown out of his pneumonia, he ended up having seizures for 24 hour straight...we were about to give up on him, when after one dose of phenobarbital, he miraculously recovered - we haven't!! puckie has allergies now, to things like flies, grass, lamb, corn, milk, potatoes, etc., etc., etc., - i thought we were going to end up having to make him "bubble dog", but with his injections and pills, he seems to finally be a healthy pup! he sure is a happy boy...
Puckie was diagnosed with Chronic Renal Failure - end stage - on July 30th, 2006. He was happy and playing up until the middle of September - and we had to let him go to the bridge - to meet his Drakie boy. It's only been 2 weeks - we miss him SO much.
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October 2nd 2006 2:36 pm
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Hi everyone...or anyone who might read this. I'm playing at the Rainbow Bridge - and checking in on my Mommy & Dad who seem to be really sad since I left.
On July 30th they brought me to the doctor's and they told us I had a bad disease called chronic renal failure - but I felt great - I was still happy and playing and eating - but my back was a bit sore. My Mommy did everything in her power to save me. I had to stay in the ICU for 2 weekends - they filled me with fluids and medications - all the girls there loved me 'cause I let them do anything they wanted without a fuss.
My Mom was doing IV fluids at home (she's a nurse) and the best part was every single day she told me what a good boy I was and how much she loved me over and over again (well she did that anyway, but I was sick, so it made me feel better). Everyday she cooked meals for me like meatloaf and barley with chicken - no more of the bagged food for me. And everyday my Daddy took me for a ride in the truck - no walks for me!
But I guess the disease was bad and it made me feel pretty gross 2 weeks ago. My Mommy promised she wouldn't let me suffer, so on Tuesday when I started to barf, she got me medication, but then on Wednesday, I couldn't sit still for more than 10 minutes. I did get to spend my last night on earth in my Mommy's arms. She held me so tight and told me how everything would be okay.
We went for my last car ride to the nice people who looked after me before on September 21st. I knew it was time to say goodbye - which made me sad too, but I still wagged my tail to everyone there that day. I kept hearing my Mommy say how it's not fair for me, 'cause I'm only 3 and a half. Her and Daddy held me so close and talked to me for a long time that morning. My Mommy was crying alot too and she even smelled my feet one last time and said I had popcorn toes.
As soon as they gave me the needle, I felt SO much better right away. I saw this big rainbow and there was Drake - my step daddy waiting for me. I was SO happy to see him - I didn't get to see him since May when he left us. I made the sunshine outside for my Mom & Dad - 'cause it was dark out when we got there.
I've been here for 11 days now and my Mommy & Daddy are still pretty sad - I can see them crying and hugging alot. But now they have more time for my fur momma Deuce - I guess it's her turn to be spoiled - but I can't wait to see them all again.
I just want you to know that i'm okay up here - but I gotta go now - it's time to eat a frisbee and after that Drake's gonna lick my ears!!
Miss you all,
November 15th 2005 5:24 pm
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Well here I am, just one month shy of my 3rd birthday - I can hardly believe it...I've had so much fun so far - except for these stupid allergies - I wish I could eat everyone elses food without barfing - think I'll keep on trying anyway - no one notices except if they step in it before Drake cleans up after me!
I was born early in the morning on December 22nd, 2002 - I came all alone, I heard them ask where my brothers & sisters were, but it was just me - guess that means I'm special!!
When I was about 2 weeks old, I went for my first car ride to the Vets 'cause Momma Deuce got an infection & the milk tasted gross...The Doctor said I looked great & to keep feeding me the powder they were mixing for me...Then that night I barfed and barfed every time I ate...my human Mommy had to give me needles 'cause I was dehydrated - then I stopped breathing two times - and she was there to save me again... I heard the Doctor say I had pneumonia - we sure are lucky Mom's a nurse!!
Then, just when I grew out of that, I had seizures for 24 hours straight, I didn't count but it was every 1/2 hour or so between that they were giving me honey in case it was my sugar - but nothing helped- It was awful and I remember hearing my Mommy & Daddy crying, saying if I had one more before 10 am, then they were bringing me someplace that made them cry even harder...So I waited till 5 after 10 to have my next seizure - they said it was a sign of some kind -not sure what that means, but they called & ordered some really great stuff called "narcotics" that knocked me out for another 24 hours and I've never had another seizure since!!
After that I grew like a normal puppy - I live with my fur Momma & her boyfriend Drake - he's not my real Dad - they say my Dad lived next door - and Momma liked him 'cause he was one "bad boy" they called a "Pitt Bull"..his name was Rampage & he moved before he even knew I was born... I love Daddy Drake more than anything in the world - and he loves me just like I was his own...I'm sad though, 'cause he's been sick since February - they call it lung cancer - now he takes pills everyday like me - and he seems okay & he's really nice - he's always happy & he kisses me and loves me so much & if he doesn't feel like it, I nibble on his lips and make him!!
Since I was little, I was always throwing up...and really really itchy - and at first the vet thought I had a bacterial infection, but after a month of pills I still scratched, then she said it was mange - IMAGINE?? ME MANGE?? so we all had to have the treatment, but again I scratched...so my human Mommy asked for some allergy testing, my blood went all the way to California & sure enough - I'm allergic to LOTS of things like grass, flies and ants (I eat 'em anyway)...I take allergy pills every day and it helps so much - I know if I could just quit eating stuff i'm not supposed to, I'd be better - but I have too much fun sneaking stuff and it all tastes so good!!
Well that's my life so far - I love EVERYONE, even the Rotweillers that live next door - but I like them best threw the fence - I met a "cat" this summer too - in my own yard - it was the first time i'd ever seed anything like that in my life!! I looked at my Mom to see what I should do and she told me it was a "nice kitty" & I could tell by her voice that I shouldn't be mean to it, so I left her alone - my Mommy thought I was the best boy in the whole world after that, cause Momma Deuce told me I should stomp on kitty's, but she's not the one who buys me my special allergy food & all the treats that i'm allowed to have!
Well that's all for now - i'll write more again when I have time...I'm heading out to eat some of that cold white stuff that fell from the sky today - I hope this doesn't mean that I'll have to wear those stupid things on my feet that make me walk like a guy in flippers - so embarrassing - although I love it outside so much that it keeps me from having to hop around on 3 feet like after the first time I was out in that cold white stuff... see you soon!! Love Puckie
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