|Allie turns 13|
Ok, back to Chantal, well she came to us from a rescue in Puerto Rico. When they have a boxer they call me to see if we can bring them in. She was so sweet and little. Once she got comfortable - oh boy she was quite a different dog. Chantal was very aggressive when we would go on walks to other dogs and sometimes would lung at people. If she couldn't get to them she would turn and attack me. After working with her we realized that she just wants to play with everyone and meet everyone but didn't have the proper socialization. Having play dates at the house in our fenced yard worked well for us. We took to doggy daycare but after a few days she got kicked out! Can you imagine that - my dog got kicked out of daycare because she kept climbing the fence to go on her own adventure.
Chantal is definitely my wild child and as crazy as she is, she is the best one with Buggy. Buggy can sit on her, play with her toys around her, just do absolutely anything and Chanty is great. I believe when she was in Puerto Rico she lived with children so she was used to it and I'm sure missed them.
Regardless of how different my babies are, they give us unconditional love. They don't ask for much in return - feed me, love me, play with me and spoil me. I can say with certain that in this house we do all the above - well Mami and Buggy do anyway - daddy - at times.
The minute I found out I was pregnant, I had two babies on each side of me on the couch for 9 months. That was the best. Chantal would lay her head on my belly almost every night. Hmm maybe that is why she has such a strong connection with Buggy - perhaps - who knows.
The Rainbow Bridge Poem
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Tasha - 5/14/97-10/21/2011 - RIP My Sweet Baby Girl. I Love You
|Chilling out with Buggy in the crib|
My daughter loves her older sisters and they love her, probably tolerate is more like it. But they really do love her when she shares her food with them.
In February my 14yo was recently diagnosed with bladder cancer and Cushions Disease. I was told she had 3-6 months. I cried hysterically right then and there at the vets office. With the power of the internet I started doing some research and joined a canine cancer support group. As if that isn't bad enough, just recently we found out she also has a collapsed trachea. Apparently many toy and small breeds suffer through this.
Right now I can say that Tasha is doing great. I have her on some holistic herbs and some medication and she is responding well and for that I am grateful. Looking at her you would never think she has any issues. Hard to believe she turned 14 in May huh?
Tasha is the most amazing dog ever. She is my shadow. Always needs to be right near me and follows me everywhere. She is my little social butterfly and the only one that sleeps in bed with us. Thinks that everyone is here to see her and will shower you with kisses. Training her was so easy. But don't let this cute little face fool you. As with most small breeds she's a feisty one and has no problem putting the boxers - or any large breed in check.
Pebbles - 4/15/2001-2/18/2012 - RIP My Precious Baby. You are now running free. I Love You.
|Pebbles turns 10|
At the time, my husband and I were dating and I was trying to convince him to foster her. He was trying to quite smoking and I thought this would be a great distraction for him. Nothing I said would convince him. He said it would interfere with his golf game. Pebbles must have been paying very much attention to our conversation because she untangled herself from her siblings, stood up in the back seat and put her head on top of hubbys head. He reached up and said "ok, I'll take this one". So Pebbles chose him. She is definitely a special boxer and has amazing instincts.
Within the last few months Pebby seems to have lost some muscle on her back end. At first we thought it was arthritis but there are other issues going on. We think it is the onset of Degenerative Myelopathy. DM is similar to Multiple Sclerosis in people. It is tough to watch your baby go through something like this. A few weeks ago she suffered her first seizure. I don't believe it has anything to do with her condition - may be just the fact that she is 10. Sometimes I do have to help her with the stairs and make sure she doesn't get overly excited - not easy with this crew. But the good thing is that she is not in any pain. Now Mami just needs to look for a doggy wheelchair - just in case.
I am happy to say that Pebbs is doing well though. I am watching her like the Mami hawk I am. Wow, it does feel like I have triplets at times but worth it. These babies bring so much joy into my life.