Jorja

I have been slacking big time when it comes to blogging. To be honest it made me sad, I would look back at the old posts and all it brought was saddness. I miss Sophie and Rylee more than words can even describe, even typing this makes me teary. Well enough of that stuff.

Meet our new little terror, although she is not very little, rather large to be honest.

She has been quite the challenge to say the least, but that has been a good thing, keeps me busy and makes life very entertaining.

She is amazingly patient and great with Noah and that is what is most important. The little dogs are glad to have someone else around to distract him. I look forward to watching my babies grow up together.

Our Other Baby

Jasper thinks Noah's stuff (toys, swing & bouncy chair) are the best. He likes to lay under the bouncy chair and attack his feet (hes gentle about it and Noah thinks its hilarious), bathe in his swing and play with his toys. The scared little cat is no more, he is now a big, outgoing pain in the a$$, but we still love him.

Won over

Guess he really is a ladies man after all.....

Clean Up

Is Zoey's favorite job.....

She is not a big fan of kids, but is definatley a fan of the mess they leave behind.

Ladies Man

Jasper thinks he's a ladies man.

The ladies think otherwise.

Jasper

This is Jasper. He is another addition to my long list of why I think some people really suck.

He was found on the side of the Coaldale highway by the Atco Gas guy in -25 degree weather. He saw him in the ditch, pulled over to see if he was still alive and told him to hang on, he had to go to another call and would pick him up on the way back. So Jasper waited. The mans next stop after picking him up was my grandma's house to re-light her furnace. He jokingly asked him she knew anyone who rescued animals, to which she happily replied her granddaughter. Dogs grandma, not cats. So out to his van I went to see this poor cold little guy lying in the bottom of the kennel not moving just glancing up when the door opened. Fearing the worst I said I would take him, the least I could do if he was in that bad of shape was take him to the vet and put him to rest, he had been through enough. I loaded him in my truck and headed home to call and make an appointment with the vet. I brought the carrier in the house, gave him some water, a blanket and put it in the warm laundry room until it was time to go. Not even 15 minutes later the little bugger had snuck out of the kennel and was doing figure eights at my feet purring like crazy, other than a bad case of ear mites he was fine, just had to warm up. Turns out he is friendly, cuddly, litter trained, loves dogs, cats, people and kids and is pretty perfect. I emailed some people to see if anyone wanted him, to no reply.

So to the stupid jerk that dumped their perfect cat on the side of the road, I hope you come back as your own animal in your next life. You do not deserve the unconditional love an animal has to give, you only deserve what you give to those animals.

So as much as I do not want another animal to love and have to say goodbye to one day, Jasper and the other boys in my house decided I did not have a choice. Plus he is the only one willing to sit with me and cuddle during Noah's 3am feeding, I look past the part that he is purring so much he is drooling on my arm!

It has been a crappy year to say the least, well minus the cute guy above. Lost 4 of my furry kids and then a few weeks ago my grandpa also passed away. So in the car on the way home today I heard a song and it made me think of my little guy and put into words what I think when I look at him, especially with the rollercoaster of emotions this year has been.

I was honestly scared to death about having a baby. I am a dog person, not a kid person, my nephews and niece are great, in small doses. I did not want to responsible for someone, I even remembering asking my friend what happens if I do not love him as much as my dogs! I was freaked out to say the least, I mean what kind of mother says that! Then I saw his face when he was seconds old, I cried, and now find myself so in love with the little guy and wondering how boring it was without him. Now my thoughts are how to protect him from all the horrible things in the world, how to keep him from being hurt by people, how to keep him from feeling sadness and the pain of losing someone or something you care about. I guess these are the things that help us grow, help us to become who we are and we need to experience them, but I still cannot help but feel exactly as the song says.

Never Grow Up

You're little hands wrapped around my finger

And it's so quiet in the world tonight.

You're little eyelids flutter cause your dreaming

So I tuck you in

Turn on your favorite night light.

To you, everything's funny

You got nothing to regret.

I'd give all I had, honey

If you could just stay like that.

Oh, darling don't you ever grow up

Don't you ever grow up

Just stay this little.

Oh, darling don't you ever grow up

Don't you ever grow up

It can stay this simple.

I won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart.

And no one will desert you

Just try to never grow up, and never grow up.

Your in the car on the way to the movies

And, your mortified

Your mom's dropping you off

At, fourteen there's just so much you can't do

And you cant't wait to move out someday and call your own shots.

But, don't make her drop you off around the block

Remember that she's getting older too.

And don't lose the way you dance around in your PJ's getting

ready for school.

Oh, darling don't you ever grow up

Don't you ever grow up

Just stay this little.

Oh, darling don't you ever grow up

Don't you ever grow up

It can stay this simple.

And no ones ever burned you

Nothing's ever left you scarred.

And even though you want to

Just try to never grow up.

~Taylor Swift~

The Nanny

This is Tim's cat Fiona

She also thinks she is Noah's Nanny

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.

Appropriate

This was the cake at my baby shower this weekend.......

Obviously someone who knows me well made it and I LOVE it!

Cuteness Overload

On the weekend I went to look at two Chihuahua's that someone was looking to rehome. I had no intentions of taking them with me just wanted to make sure they were not mean ankle biters before agreeing to take them into the rescue. Well I got there and it was a hot day, they were left outside in the back yard, I questioned why they were not allowed in the house and was told the son had allergies, but in walking out to see them passed their own dog in the house. So after being overloaded with kisses, confirming they were not little evil chihuahuas I packed them up in the truck and headed home.

This is Lily

And this is Harley.

I am actually glad I am pregnant and have no patience, because these two are very sweet and would definatley be held hostage. Tim was home for 10 minutes and decided we would keep Lily, but I had other thoughts on the matter. Nik loves them and the feeling is mutual, especially with Lily. He carts her around like a little doll and she is happy to oblige and showers him with kisses. He cannot remember their names so calls them both Chihuahua.


We met up with Wendy from Paws on The Run Photography last night for some photos for the blog and website and the dogs had a blast. It was too cute for words. I love the photos, especially since they are great at showing how cute they are so hopefully someone will snag them up soon. Since they are with me I am handling the adoption and its going to take a pretty special person to meet all the standards I have set for a new home for these two, they definatley deserve it.

Bloggers Block

Not sure if I have had bloggers block or just lack of interest. First off I lost my camera so that might have had something to do with it, then holidays, then the unfortunate passing of my sweet little furry buddy Archie and now the task of combining two households I have not had time or the interest. More so the interest I think, losing 3 furry babes in 4 months has taken a toll on me, I just keep thinking of how many more times I will have to go through that and it makes me sad again. I can honestly say that once the furry kids I have go there will be no more, its too hard, way too hard. (I know anyone who knows me is calling b.s. on that statement, but honest its true). Add to all of that the human kid that is playing soccer in my belly right now, whacking out my hormones and stealing my brain cells it does not help at all!

But I did find my camera so that is a start......here is what was on it.



Jessi was getting random sores on her body, never really knew why, no rhyme or reason to it but every so often they would appear. She would go months without one and then it would flare up again. First I thought it was haircuts, happened right after one, but then the next two it didn't.



One of them got quite bad and she would not leave it alone so I had to resort to a cone. Does she not look most impressed about it?

I changed her food recently and that seems to have done the trick. I made a few food changes prior but it never seemed to work, this time upon a friends recommendation I bought one that is corn free. So far so good, but with the luck I seem to have this year I will find one after I hit publish post.

With combining household comes a few new furry additions, so pictures of the new kids to come.

I cannot get enough!

I think Zoey is the cutest dog ever.....she is just odd and quirky.

But then again I think they are all the cutest dog ever depending on the day.....each one of them has a quirk all their own.

Duke....

Duke, Duke, Duke.....

Yesterday he grew thumbs and managed to get into a rubbermaid tote and eat all of Lola (the foster dogs) treats in there. I would honestly love to have a camera to see how exactly he is able to get these things down from the back of the cupboard and get into them. Funny though he did not get into the food. He also somehow was able to open one of my cupboards and steal some leashes out of there, I am just thankful it was not the garbage cupboard or the pantry cupboard.

So today he and Sophie are hanging outside in the dog run, when I left they where both suntanning on the dog beds and having a nap.

Sorry again Sandy......I need to better Duke proof my house!