Stevie's Snow Day - 01/28/08

Today was a good day. This i can find rather comforting, and maybe i can get a lil more sleep as i haven't truly gotten much of late. My lil dude actually wanted to go out and enjoy some of this wonderful snow that we have on the ground, and maybe even tomorrow he will be out there as well. Though he wasn't his usual snow plow self, he was out there just the same. This put a big smile on my face, and a tail a wagging on him. (View video below).

What actually makes me the happiest is the fact that for the last 3 days he has been eating some food. Though i have had to use hamburger in the mix of many things in the dish, but it is worth it to get something in his lil body. This beats having to seringe it down his throat, and gawd knows how that made me feel let alone him. And with having to pick up anorexic food for dogs/cats just to get some calories in him, you know it is bad. Yes they do make food for anorexic animals, i was just as surprised as some of you are right now. It's called Prescription A/D, and comes in a lil tin of 5.5 oz for about $2 a can, and you can only get it from the vets.... but worth it. But then i alos have him on the ultra expensive new food of Orijen, which he is now finally eating... wet of course. And with all that the can foods to go with it all - Wellness new Zealand Venison, and for now the puppy formula as well for the vitamins that he so truly needs. And to top all that off he is getting tumor shrinking tea three times a day, and some flor-essence. He gets fed 3 times a day, due to the fact that he can't eat as much at once and you have to make sure that he gets his food in him. But it is all worth it, as i can already see the difference in him already. My dude already has some energy back (though not what he is usually like, and not expected), and he is not wasting away anymore as he was.
Does anyone want to dog sit for a week? lol. Kidding.

But i was never so happy to see him playing out in the snow today. It was almost like he was back, a lil slower and older like, but back. Of course when we came back in he had to sit in front of the heater for a while to warm up, as he doesn't have the meat coverage on him anymore. And he moved the pillow around to the spot that he wanted, right under my nose. And with his "but aren't i so cute please don't move me" look, i had to just take a pick and leave him be. He then drifted back off to dream land, and rested some more. This he does a lot, and i can understand... the more the better i am thinking. Get better dude, and rest is what the body needs to do this. Just don't rest too much, as you need to get out and about as well. Which he is finally doing. Yipeeeeee.

Dr. Krakauer's assistant called today to make sure all was good with him. To follow up on my call-in that i do, and let them know what all is happening with stevie. She will be calling on saturday to check in with me, and to let me know what meds/holistics we are going to do next with him that i have on hand here. And what is the best road to go next, and what changes i should watch out for if any. Of course we will probably be talking about the scan, and when it will be done and how much. And what stevie's options are, and what can be done of course. But we won't know much until we do all those other tests, and what kind he has. Crossing fingers here, especially if i can mange to shrink the fucker first.:) Well here is to another good day. i am looking forward to tomorrow, and hoping that i wake up to a waggy tail. i think i will start to call him Mr. Wiggles. lol. shhhh, don't tell stevie that. i just caught him in the corner of my eye going for the other heater in the lil hall down here, and doing the look of "it's time for bed now ma". i should take him out for his last lil pee as he just had his lil late night snack a while ago, and get him in bed as myself. Sending my bud all my love, and hugs all around to everyone i can...... the whole wide world if i can.

BB to everyone!!!

To Pierce or Not To Pierce This Year.

My thoughts this year was that i was going to go and get my foopher pierced finally. YES, my foopher. i can't get a new ink done, for good reason at this time (but soon enough i am sure). And i can't get louise re-pierced yet, as i am sure i would reject at this time ( so i wait with baited breath until that time cumms again). But life has seemed to throw a road block in the way, and i have to focus my funds and life on other things. But it would be about this week that i would be doing so, as it is coming around that time of year that i tend to go and hide. Then i wonder what the heck is a girl to do....... a masochist that just wants to pierce something. lol. i know i could sit here and count out how many whip cuts i could get done, but that only lasts for so long. Yes it is incredibly nummy, but it all goes away and isn't that piercing on ones foopher that makes that smile last for ever. Just start with the one piercing, then work up to getting about 6 more done on the outers so one can have lacing done with a pretty ribbon. :)

Now some might ponder the sanity in me at this point. i am in perfect sound mind here, and hopefully body. It is a craving, a need not just a want, and i dream about it all the time. In a way as if it was already there, but i know it isn't. *sigh*. Some day it will be, and i can't wait. When it is right, it will happen. Until then, i will settle for those 37+1 whips i guess.

Life Truly Is Not Fare To The Innocent Ones

Some times when one would think that life didn't throw enough at you, or you thought it was just finally getting right...... it throws you a curve ball. Or in my words..... the whip cracks on the tail bone in a bad way, and the pain just seems to be in the wrong way.

It's one thing when i am not feeling well, and my health is not always that great. and i can deal with that, and plug along just wonderful. i get through all my stupid lil tests that they put me through, feel sick afterwards usually from most of them, then take some of the most moot meds one should ever swallow. And in the end, not really feel or thing that you are getting any where. Maybe a collapsed vein for a couple of months, or more run down than usual, or even the thought of food makes you want to vomit just that lil more often than usual. but you can get through it all, as your a trouper and your strong. There is a reason for this all, and there is a light at the end of this medical tunnel.... yes there is and it is worth it all in the long run. And you have good friends and lovables around you to make you feel all that more better when you are down, the ones that make you smile when it is hard to put that smile on your face some days.
But this past month i am hurting in a different way that just breaks my heart. the one thing that makes my day every day, that brings me up when i am down, that loves me no matter what and or i look or feel.... well, he is sick now. This all started late last summer, and thought is was nipped in the bud thinking it was just an infection, but sadly it wasn't. And in this last month or so he has gotten very ill, and lost a tremendous amount of weight, and lost all his vigor and vim.... and that wonderful light in his lil brown/blue eyes.

Yes, my dude stevie is not well. :( . He is my bud, my best friend, and well my companion if you will. i have had him since before he was born, and hope to have him well before his time is done ( pure boxer years are 15 or so ). and this is just killing me inside to see him like this, and making life hard on me let alone him... more so to see him in this kind of pain and illness. At first not knowing what it was, and the vet having her ideas (thinking it was his prostate). And me thinking, more so hoping, it was his kidneys. But alas, after numerous dollars, and 3 x-rays later we do have an answer. And not what i wanted to hear.
My baby has a tumor in his tummy. A very large tumor at that, and it is pushing up on his intestines. This is causing him not wanting to eat now, what a challenge that is, as he has lost 20 pounds now. Though we don't know if it has mastasized anywhere else, or what type yet - this can not be told by the x-rays. This can only be told by a scan, which i am on a month long list for. And of course numerous tests, to determine what type it is. i am not going to give up, as we are going to give it the go ol' boxer fight. i will starve if i have to, to fix him and make my dude all better. This we have been doing already, as we have been trying to fight things already even before knowing what it was, and things do work. And we are doing thing in a more holistic way, as it seems to respond better with animals. As for surgery - some animals do well for a year or so after depending with this in the tummy, some don't. This all depends though, and how healthy the animal was in the first place. But i am not sure where i am going with that as of yet, and if it has spread.... it might not be an option. But we do know that it probably is not in his lungs, as his breathing seems to be fine and no coughing.
What bothers me as i try to grasp all this and wrap my head around it all in these last couple of days since friday. He is such an innocent, a dude that healed everyone else. Stevie would come up to you if you were down and hug you to make you feel better, or if you were sick try to make you better in any way. If you had a wound of any type, try to fix it for you. He was the healer, he was "mister happy go lucky". Why him. this i don't understand. And he is only 7 and a bit, by all means not old for a boxer. Even though his vet says it is common in boxers..... still. Grrrrr. He is the unique one on the boxer world, the one that this shouldn't happen to... you know. The dog that would see a squirrel and start to run like it, exactly just to see if he can catch it. But feel it's pain if it was dying when it fell from a tree, and that did happen... actually cried he did. Is just like one of the kids, but the best guard dog one could have.... and everyone's friend at the same time (even the cats). Sadly though, it is hard to see that all in him now. There is all this wonderful snow on the ground for him to play in now, and it takes all he has just to play with the ball in it for 15 minutes. This when just a month ago he would be plowing through it like a barrel on starroids, and there was no stopping him. And his favorite food doesn't even get him a second sniff now, even if i butter it up with bacon grease. Just is not fare. And yes anyone can say life isn't fare, but truly this isn't. If you only knew him.

So i guess my point this time being, especially when i haven't written in so long, is that never put anything past anywhere. Just when you thought life or nature was right and even with things, it can f*ck you or your lovable pets up in the most disturbing ways. Ways that just do not seem right at all. Have you ever thought that you would give your life for your pet? Yes they are a part of your family, and yes like a child to you..... but would you trade spots with them just so they would not suffer such a fate? i would right now.