Freaking Cold

This is how we deal with the cold in our house......

Snuggle!!

Enough

This past year I have had to say goodbye four times, each time harder than the last. No because I loved one more than the other, but because I have not really had a chance to recover from the last one. Just when the crying every time I think of the previous one starts to be less and less, I am forced to say goodbye again. Sophie was hard to say goodbye to, very hard. I knew it was coming and even knowing does not make it any easier. We only had 3 short years together and that was definatley not enough. I am so thankful I have been home full-time the past few months as it gave me that much more time with her. After she passed away someone sent me an email and it really got me thinking of just how special she really was and really made me feel a bit better......

"I'm so sorry to hear about Sophie. She is such a sweet girl. You gave her the best years of her life, she didnt die in a shelter because of you. I guess that leaves you to hurt. I cant even imagine the roller coaster of emotions that has been your year. The really cool thing is that Sophie got to be the momma to the best thing this year in your life! She just wanted to make sure you could handle that role before she left, I guess she could see you had it under control :) I can't wait for our babies to grow up in rescue and see what we do. Learn compassion, forgiveness, and that life is precious."


I have said this many times this year that I will never get another pet, as it is too hard to say goodbye, but as much as I know the hurt, I know the love too and if another Sophie came along I would not hesitate.

So thank you to all my rescue friends for their kind words, long talks helping me to feel better about my decision and most of all thank you to Wendy for the beautiful pictures of my girl, I will cherise these forever!

My Old Friend

My Old Friend

Today I said goodbye to my old friend

I pray someday we get to meet again

Under one more clear blue sky

Up there where the eagles fly.

And we'll go walking in the sunshine

With a big smile on our face

Race the river to the ocean

Go splashing in the waves

And I'll wrap my arms around you

We'll be together once again

And I'll tell you how much I missed you

My old friend

Yeah I know you're up there looking down

On the rainbow bridge we talked about

There's a place for me and you

Somewhere up there behind the moon.

~Johnny Reid~

Friends

Trying to find hope

Sophie had a episode on Tuesday, I am not sure if it was a stroke, seizure or fainting as I only caught the tail end of it. She was in her room and I heard a loud thump to find her unresponsive and stiff on the floor. Within a few minutes and several frantic phone calls to anyone that would answer she got up and seemed fine. Ate her dinner, followed me around while I made supper begging for food, her usual self.


We got up Wednesday morning and she was a little less happy but still took treats and seemed ok for the most part. I called and made her an appointment for Thursday just to have her checked out to make sure everything was ok. By Wednesday afternoon she had gone downhill fast. She swayed when she walked, I had to carry her in from outside as she would just lay there and not get up and she was not eating. I took her in to the vet Wednesday night and after 2 hours and 2 different vets looking at her there is still no answers. They gave me some pain medication and I took her home as I knew she would be more comfortable here.


She was pretty groggy for the rest of the evening as a result of the meds and just slept on her bed. Thursday morning a bit back to her usual self, went outside on her own and ate some wet food that I gave her. This continued for the rest of Thursday and all day Friday.....until after she ate her dinner and we are back at square one. She does not want to eat again and is depressed.

I am not sure what to do anymore, I have spent a bunch already with no answers and its irritating the hell out of me. I have lost 3 already this year and have a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach this will be number 4. I am now have a baby who lets me get sleep during the night but rather I lay awake worrying about Sophie. I am trying to find hope but I think it was all used up on Rylee and Archie, and in the end there was none for them.

2 Years

Zoey has been with me for 2 years now. In that time I have still not figured out why someone would not want her, she is honestly a perfect little princess. A little stubborn yes, and has decided she is a daddy's girl, but still perfect in my eyes.

Our Mighty Protector

Unless there is thunder that is......then this happens.

You would never guess she is the one I have to worry about when strangers come to the door.