I'm going to be OK!!!

This past few weeks sure has been a rollercoaster. Two weeks ago I was feeling under the weather and was subsequently taken to the doggie doctor several times. Boy was that stressful. Just over a week ago Mom left me there and I had surgery. When Mom dropped me off she was crying and I didn't know WHAT to think. The next day she came and picked me up. Other than being a little sore, I felt much better. Mom says I had my spleen removed...whatever that is. She said I had a tumor on it and that was the reason I wasn't feeling so good. Anyways, I feel much better now. Then last week we got a phone call and mom was REALLY excited. She kept saying to me "Brodie you don't have cancer!!!!". I could tell she was really worried...but what I couldn't tell her was that the reason I wasn't feeling good a few weeks ago was because I fell when I was running around in the backyard. I guess I hit the retaining wall just right that is caused a hematoma to form on my spleen. Yow wee!!! Anyways, that's what happened. My mom just keeps saying "You are going to with us for MANY MORE YEARS TO COME!!!" Boy am I glad I am feeling better.

Thank you to all who saw my mom's post and said a prayer for me. It worked!

Kisses,
Brodie

Please Pray for Brodie

Well, normally Brodie writes his own entry but today I write for him. We got some bad news on Friday. Brodie wasn't feeling well on Thursday, so we made an appointment and went in to the vet on Friday. What I hoped was just a case of constipation turned out to be much worse. The vet found a tumor on his spleen, and his feeling under the weather was a result of it rupturing and bleeding into his abdomen. Luckily it has stopped bleeding, so he is feeling a little better. However, the prognosis is very guarded. We were able to determine that the tumor hadn't moved to his chest and are hopeful his liver isn't also affected. The blood test has come back good, giving us hope that the liver isn't involved. We will be taking him for an ultrasound next week to make sure his liver isn't affected. If it isn't, then we will have the spleen removed. If it is we won't have much time left with him, as cancerous tumors on the spleen tend to be exteremely aggresive.

Please pray for Brodie that the liver isn't affected and that the tumor biopsy comes back benign. Brodie is the love of my life and I can't imagine what I will do if it turns out to be cancer. Remember to tell your animals how much you love them every day.

Sincerely,
Brodie's mom

Are you kidding me?????

Have you seen the new picture my mom has added to Dogster? This is soooo embarassing. My mom put this fake hair on my head and took a picture. She was laughing really hard and saying "oh my goodness! I have to put this on your Dogster page". Why does she do this to me? What did I ever do to deserve this. Ugh...utter humiliation.

Brodie

Making snow angels

So it has been snowing the past few days at my house. And I LOVE it when it snows. My favorite pasttime is making snow angels, and I got to make a lot of them today. My mom and dad took me and Stella for a walk around the neighborhood this morning. The first part wasn't so fun...'cuz I had my halti on. That thing is NO FUN!!! When I see my mom coming with that stupid thing, I put my ears back as FAR AS POSSIBLE so that she has a hard time clicking it in the back. Somehow she always manages to get that thing on. I don't know why I have to have one and Stella doesn't. She's obviously the "golden child" 'cuz all she has to wear is a harness. I suppose that if I put on as much of a show before going outside as she does (she rolls over and imitates a wet noodle so my dad has to pick her up and take her outside), I would get to just wear a harness too. But, about halfway through our adventure, mom found a good place for me to make snow angels and she took the halti off. AAAAAHHHHHHHHH sweet freedom (except she still had me on a leash connected to my collar). So here's how I make snow angels.....first I plop down on the ground and dig my face as far into the snow as possible. THEN, I reach out with my front paws and drag myself forward. Then I roll over and repeat! So much fun! And the end result is a beautiful....errr....angel....well maybe it looks more like an eel angel...or something like that. Anyways, it is fun!!!! After that, my mom didn't make me wear that stupid halti anymore so I made a ton more snow angels! I bet you people stopped and were admiring their beauty...at least that's what my mom told me! :) Well, I hope it snows again real soon so that I can make more snow angels!

Chow!
Brodie

Was I not enough????

If I could ask my mom one thing it would be...was I not enough??? Everything was going along JUST fine...it was me and mom. Then she adds this guy to the picture...he's now my dad. Even that was ok. BUT THEN....she started bringing home brother's and sisters!!! It started with Simpson. He was lots of fun...I used to sneak up behind him, raise up on my back legs and pounce down as hard as I could RIGHT behind him to scare him. Ha ha ha...it was a hoot to watch the old guy almost come out of his skin. But then he caught on to my trick and stopped reacting. Dangit...

Then Simpson got sick, I felt really bad for him. Mom cried alot when she held him. Then one day dad put him into a carrier and left with him. He didn't come back. Mom was crying really hard and I tried to comfort her. It was just back to the three of us....

Simpson hadn't been gone long when my mom packed me into the car and we drove a LONG way to a place with lots of dogs. Mom got me out of the car and brought me into a pen that had another dog in it, her name was Stella. I wasn't all that interested in her. I had to do the typical boy stuff...pee on everything. When we left I thought everything was hunky dory, but then a few days later Mom comes home with Stella. What's up with that? Ok, so she is pretty cool for a girl. She and I play alot. She's smaller than me, but she sure does put up a good fight. She must have learned that in the joint. But, she is ALWAYS getting all of the attention. Sure she demands it more than me, but I still like to get a pet now and again.

So I had finally adjusted to Stella...we get along real good. We don't even fight over food! Anyways, I had just gotten used to her always being around when my mom shows up with a kitten. I said..."UMM...HELLO???!!!! You've got me and Stella, what do you need a cat for? Oh...I get it, this is our new toy!! " And boy what a fun toy Tailer has turned out to be. He is real fun to chase, but he likes jump out of nowhere and sink his teeth into my legs. OUCH. But like any little brother, he is such a pest! Sometimes I just want to sleep and he decides he's gonna bug me. Ugh...

I really don't mind having the company of the other two, but I have to ask ...was it not enough to just have me???