Friday, August 22, 2014


Wow, just wow. This summer has been brutal. July 6, my son's paternal grandfather passed away. Joe was 94 years old and when his time came, he left quickly, on his own terms, probably cussing us out for making a fuss. Then my mother fell and shattered her wrist July 29 and had surgery on the 30th. Back to the ER August 9 for breating problems. I asked that she be admitted and she started to decline. A CTA with contrast August 11 showed a mass in her esophogas. Then the compression fractures in her spine. August 13 hospice, August 15 gone. Mom was 68. I suddenly realized I have no parents since dad passed in 2005.

Just wow. This summer has been brutal. Sleep sweetly mom.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Rest peacefully, my sweet dog. Endy left us this morning peacefully with me by his head. He has been declining for the last six months and before things got too bad, hubby and I made the decision to let him play without pain. I miss him terribly and feel like my heart will explode. It is hard to image a world without Endy in it.

Saturday, December 28, 2013

Maggie update :/

Good news: not cancer.

Maggie is still with us and we are trying to see what we can do to make her feel better. Something is not right but she is at least eating now. They are not sure what was underneath her tongue (I am seriously considering taking her to another vet) but the labs say it is not cancer. The bad news is she still struggles to keep weight on her and keeps on over grooming - I catch her literally pulling tufts of fur out. However she appears to be feeling better since they took whatever they took from her mouth. She may not be with us for a long time but she will is still with us now.

Since Miss Maggie is too good for pictures, Endy is up for his photo session. He promised to be good when he went out in the wet yard; he fibbed.

Have a happy and safe New Year's! 

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

When is it time to let go?

It looks like Maggie has cancer under her tongue. She has been losing weight but still seemed to be feeling fine so we decided to book a dental appointment for her. She was not really eating the hard food but the soft food so I thought her teeth might be hurting her. I dropped her off yesterday and got a call from the vet at 10:30 am...I knew that was not good. He said he found a lesion the size of a dime under her tongue. I immediately said "REMOVE IT AND BIOPSY IT!". He then had to explain to me that while he would remove as much as he could, he could not get clean margins without removing her tongue so he would take as much as he could. He said there is a slim chance he is wrong and that it is an injury that is healing...right.


I asked him to please do so and I would talk to my husband. It took the better part of the day to get a hold of him and he asked me to find out when I picked her up if she was in pain.

According to the vet, she probably is uncomfortable eating hard food but if she is acting normally, then she probably is not in too much pain. I got her home and she was so happy and ate like a maniac - poor Murphy moved too slowly and she ate his wet food. For a kitty that was under sedation, she moved and played like nothing had happened. The the hard conversation and the heated debate that Pat and I are currently having. When should she be put down.

If Pat had his way, he would have done it last night. I nearly took his head off. If he had gone to the vet instead of me, he would have done it. We do not know what type it is, is it aggressive or will this buy her time. I feel her quality of life is still good and so does he. So why is he feeling this way? He says he does not want her to suffer at all. I am not for letting an animal suffer but I cannot understand doing it before the suffering occurs. Yes, she was hurting with the dry food but she can eat soft food so the suffering has been alleviated. If she gains weight and is active, why not let her have the extra time. I just don't understand.

He thinks I am being selfish and I think he is being selfish. We have at least agreed to get the results of the biopsy back and watch her eating and activities for the next week. If she shows she is in pain, I am on board with putting her to sleep. I understand how much he deeply loves Maggie and think that is why he wants to do it now. He is her human and they have a connection that is so incredibly deep.

But I love Maggie too. And I would not let her suffer but I do not want to take any days away from her prematurely.

We are both right and wrong in this situation. So the question of the day is: When is it time to let go?

Monday, September 30, 2013

Still here!

But no pictures of fur babies. I suck.

When I have time, you will see them again - and maybe the boy - yes, the boy MUST be included.

Have Patience!

(and hug your imaginary horse)

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Time to dream again

There are many horse blogs I follow religiously and FernValley once again is getting under my skin. A new foal crop and now this amazing cutie pie:

WHIAH wants me! 
Actually, she does not get under my skin since I LOVE her blog.

So now it is time to dream. I know a horse is not in my future but this is one dream that I just cannot let go of.

Imaginary horse, I am hugging you tight tonight!