Favorite Walk: The dog park is best. I like walks around the 'hood too, but if they're long my arthritis makes me pretty sore.
Best Tricks: Manipulating Mom. I'm also really good at chasing hoses. Sometimes I even catch them and chew them up!
Arrival Story: I had just lost a rambunctious young GSD mix (my first dog as an adult) and went back to the shelter to find a new friend. Byron was in the last cage, sick and quiet and so beautiful. He came to the door with some coaxing and gave me his paw. It was love. He was heartworm positive and also needed some invasive surgery for neutering, but he's been such a wonderful bud.
Bio: I crossed the Bridge on Nov. 28, 2009. I wasn't having any fun anymore and Mom and my vet agreed that I didn't have any comebacks left. It's ok - I had a happy, loving life and did my best to bring great joy to my people. My passing was peaceful, and I will see all my friends when it is their turn to cross.
I crossed the Bridge today. I had taken another turn for the worse last week, and I just couldn't eat anymore. I was in pain and there was nothing more to be done. Last night Mom and I had a little chat and decided it was best to let me move on.
My passing was very peaceful. I had just a little stress when they put the needle in, but then I just dozed off. It was really the best transition anyone could hope for.
I will be on the lookout for another dog to take care of Mom. She won't want one for awhile, but she needs that place filled. So far I've been able to arrange for her to foster a kitten, who came home to us last Tuesday. I also arranged for a loved family member to come into town unexpectedly, who has spent today with her. So she has lots of love in her life.
I am very grateful to every pup here who has become my friend. I love you all and I'll be here when your time comes to cross!
Last weekend I went on vacation! Mom had a retreat to go to, so I got to stay with one of my daycare peeps! I love it that they "board" by sending us home with one of the staff. No cages, nothing. Just spending the weekend with someone I already know and like. Mom dropped me off at daycare Friday morning and picked me up at Iris's house Sunday afternoon. Before leaving I had to go around and say goodbye to everyone because they had been so nice to me.
Last Wed, before the trip, Mom was really worried about me. Two weeks ago I gained a pound, but then the next week I'd lost two more. And I'm really uncomfortable at night - my belly just hurts and I can't get away from it. Every time I move, it comes with me! It gurgles, passes gas (*blush*), and I'm just miserable. Mom was afraid I might be too sick to be away from home.
The daycare keeps telling her that I do great during the day. She thought maybe they were missing something, because I'm pretty stoic and even she doesn't always realize when I'm in pain. So she decided to take a day off work and watch me at daycare. Boy was she surprised! I was happy, social and playful. I hardly limped at all, even when I got up from lying down for awhile. And even when I did lie down, I was still watching everyone and staying entertained. It's small wonder I sleep so deeply in the evenings. The staff were keeping a good eye on all the dogs, and she could tell they really care about all of us. (But I'm a favorite.) So she was very reassured and went ahead with her weekend plans. (She did, however, write a very lengthy set of instructions and included wipes, room spray and doggie deodorizer in my weekend bag! How embarrassing!) Of course I was perfectly healthy and happy.
Mom's thinking about taking a trip in Feb. Iris said she's SO taking me that week! I love Iris. Of course I also love Laura, Tim, Bobby and everyone else there! So Mom, you can have your silly cruise - I get to play with my peeps!