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I’m in Egypt
In the State of Denial Well. Tomorrow – actually today – Max has his first chemo. Today, he initiated play with a 10 month old puppy at the park. When we got home, he helped Dad rake leaves – which … Continue reading
So maybe we got lucky
The monster boy is almost back to himself. He’s eating and playing and running around the field. The vet said the incision healed well, his blood count is almost where it should be for perfection, everything looks good. I’m … Continue reading
and so it begins
a road I never wanted to walk a path that’s so unfair a dog that’s so very loved, who has given so much joy, brought so much peace and healing cannot be healed we can only help him live the … Continue reading
Frankly, terrified
Still no biopsy results. All the signs and signals are screaming at me that it’s going to be fine, that it’s benign, that he’s fine, he’ll be fine, he’ll recover from the surgery and all will be well. He’s so … Continue reading
Update
He had surgery this morning to remove his spleen. The tumor seems to have been only located there and had not spread any further. Now we wait for biopsy results. He came through the surgery well. He’s doing okay, but … Continue reading
worry doesn’t solve anything
Max isn’t feeling well. Yesterday morning he wouldn’t eat. He turned his head away from food, and that’s not normal. Nothing tempted him. He went out to pee and just wanted to lay in the leaves. That’s not normal, either. … Continue reading
When you’re just tired
I can’t seem to do a bloody thing right today. It’s probably just due to exhaustion – I was up half the night with Max, who has developed a touch of arthritis in his hips and was in a … Continue reading
He owns my heart
Everyone thinks they have the best dog in the world Everyone is wrong Their dogs may be wonderful but there’s only one Max. I took him for a check of a lump because Golden Retrievers get lumps and sometimes they’re … Continue reading
She bit me
Yes, sweet little kitty turned out to be not so sweet. She bit me Drew blood And a whirlwind of doctors, shots, antibiotics, followed My arm is sore from the bite, and from the shots My heart is sore – … Continue reading
He is NOT a senior!
Max is 8 years old. Eight and a half, actually. Yesterday, he was a puppy. He came into my life, into my arms, and changed my world. He drives me crazy, and he makes me laugh, and he’s the only … Continue reading