February 14th 2009 5:36 pm
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The bi-ped Sis bought a car last week. It's a 2004 Chevy Impala SS Limited Edition, there's only 4088 that were made. Nice ride, but I'm not allowed in it cause it has leather seats.
Mom drives it all the time, want to know why? Cause the bi-ped sis only has her driving permit. Kinda silly to go out and buy a car like that when you don't drive.
Hey, she's excited and Mom's doing the teaching thing, I notice Mom before they go out for a *lesson*, goes to the medicine cabinet and takes some pills.....I wonder what that's about.
Gotta love the bi-ped sis, she keeps the whole pack and humans laughing because she's so silly. Mom can't wait for her to drive by herself, but that's a lot of car for a first time driver. *eye roll*
February 14th 2009 1:07 pm
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My big sis had to go to the Bridge on Feb. 11th 2009, the family didn't know it but she had cancer. A very large tumor in her abdomen had cause her spleen to rupture and for her to bleed internally. The vet said he could do major surgery to stop the bleeding but Amber would only make it to 6 months if even that, and her quality of life would not be good.
Mom is still crying, she see's one of Ambers toys or looks over at her bed and I can see the tears well up in her eyes. You see Amber came to Mom needing a home, she showed up at the door skinny, abused and in heat and scared to death. At that time in Mom's life they needed each other. The very first thing Mom did was to take Amber to the vet, he checked her over and said she weighed only 45lbs and should be 95lbs. Mom had to fatten her up before she could be spayed. It did take her about 2 years not to be afraid and not to fear people, this is why Mom thought she was beat. If you raised your voice she would cower.
She lived with us for about 9 years, the vet guessed her age at about 9 months when he first seen her. She had facial expressions, she would look at you with big brown eyes and make your heart melt. The morning she went down Mom could tell by her eyes that something was terribly wrong. Amber was always a happy pup.
She would protect the house with her life, more so then the rest of the pack, Mom always felt safe when Dad or the kids weren't home and Amber was with her. I would just let them in and if they gave me a cookie they would have a lifetime friend. Not Amber, she would have chewed them up.
Ambers only toy that she would play with was a small tractor tire, it was her precious, she would toss it to me and I would take off running with it, Amber right behind me on my heels. We would play with that thing forever. I was a tiny puppy when I came to live with the pack, Amber stood like a giant next to me, but she was a gentle caring giant....I loved her so.
Amber loved to swim, we all went to the lake and Amber jumped in the water, the first time in her life and about drowned, Mom jumped in after her and brought her back to shore. She never did fear the water. Mom would buy her a pool every summer, because she would drag the one she had around the yard....I can't count how many pools Mom bought.
Amber, my dear sweet sister, I miss you and I still can smell you in the yard and the house. I still go looking for you, but I can't see you. I do feel you inside my heart and I know you're there. I tried to lay in your bed but got up because I was confused. Who's going to play with me with the tractor tire? Who's going to go swimming with me? Who am I going sleep with butt to butt on the couch?
The family misses you, and I know when it's time we will all be together, we were blessed to have you as part of the family. Daddy's girly girl, Mom's Amber Renee.
I miss you and love you, have fun at the Bridge and save a piece of your heavenly cloud to share with me.
January 11th 2009 1:59 pm
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I never really knew that people actually read my diary, until this week when I posted a diary entry about Daddy. Thank you so much for you kindness and good wishes for my Daddy.
Mom is at a lost for words, but I'm not. You all are very special pups and humans. Don't worry, like Mom said things do get better, you just got to believe. Everyday gets a little better, Daddy can now read, he hadn't been able to do that in months. The eye specialist told him to get reading glasses off the rack, you know from the local drug store. Well, they have worked, and what we thought would never happened did. Daddy got to do his favorite hobby.....to have his nose in a book.
Thank you so much for the POP for Daddy, they really must work.
Hugs to all!