Aaww- someone is trying to get into the Christmas cookies!
(and their human parents)
This blog started as The adventures of a D.I.N.K. family where the two "kids" are four legged and how we are going to retire early. Now it's a 1 income, 1 entrepreneur, and 1 pup getting closer and closer to retirement.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Friday, December 27, 2013
The Daily Zed: Feeling Better
Zed is feeling better today. Yesterday was scary. It was the worst we have ever seen him. His back legs were so wobbley, but he didn't fall down any (we can call him Mr. Weeble).
Around 1:30 am, he woke me up. Did his little shake to wake up and started to head off of the bed. Luckily, we had a baby gate up at the top of the stairs, so he didn't get far. I picked him up and brought him downstairs. He went to his water and then I asked if he wanted to go out. He was outside for a few minutes, so I think he pooped (which didn't happen at all yesterday during the day).
This morning and today, he is much better. Still a little wobbley, but not too bad. I talked to our vet this morning and since he's better today, we are keeping him on an aspirin regimen for about a week. Since the aspirin works, that will be our plan of attack for flairups unless they get really bad.
We don't know for sure, but we think it is probably a slip disc that flairs up. We think he just did too much on Christmas Day (up and down the stairs and jumping on and off furniture). We will be limiting the jumping and climbing for a few days, and in the future.
It was hard yesterday. Just the thought of him being sick made us both so emotional. We would not be able to handle losing Zed anytime soon.
Thursday, December 26, 2013
The Daily Zed: Not Feeling Well
Baby Boy isn't feeling well today. He was slow getting up this morning and then starting shivering. He hasn't "shaked" yet today - that's when you know a pup doesn't feel well. Zed has had days like this before, but it's usually from playing to much the day before. He isn't yelping, so he isn't in too much pain when moving (which isn't much).
I've given him a baby aspirin, so hopefully he will feel better soon. He ate some white rice, but I haven't seen him drink anything yet.
I will say it, we have been overprotective of him this month because of losing Esa. I'm just hoping he'll sleep it off and feel better by the evening.
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Becoming Betty Crocker: Creative Italian Sausage Sandwiches
Hubby worked today, so our schedule was a little off for the weekend. Usually we go out for lunch on Saturday.
When Dan got home at 4 pm, we did the "what do you want for dinner? I don't know, what do you want?" game. So I went to the kitchen and just pulled out the italian sausage patties that we had. I was thinking of doing this dinner next week (with real hamburger rolls and something on the side). We also had a can of Pillsbury Grands, so I said - "here you go-dinner!" Dan ran out to get some potato chips and we were set.
WORD OF WARNING - These are HUGE sandwiches. I couldn't finish the second one. And let's not even think about the calories. LOL
When Dan got home at 4 pm, we did the "what do you want for dinner? I don't know, what do you want?" game. So I went to the kitchen and just pulled out the italian sausage patties that we had. I was thinking of doing this dinner next week (with real hamburger rolls and something on the side). We also had a can of Pillsbury Grands, so I said - "here you go-dinner!" Dan ran out to get some potato chips and we were set.
WORD OF WARNING - These are HUGE sandwiches. I couldn't finish the second one. And let's not even think about the calories. LOL
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| The sausage patties BTW - these are really good! |
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| Pillsbury Grands flattened down to make hamburger rolls |
Finished flattened Grands
The BIG ASS Italian Sausage Sandwich!
Now, we all know that it's not complete without the onions. However, I am so sick and tired if CRYING when I cut up onions! I keep on thinking, I need to get some (water) goggles. Of course, it's out of season right now at The Dollar Store and there's no way I'm buying ones that are expensive just for the kitchen. Then it it me - I HAVE WINTER GOGGLES!
Yep - I did it. With hubby laughing the entire time, but with NO TEARS! BTW, I couldn't really see well with the tinted goggles. Didn't cut my fingers though!
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Friday, December 13, 2013
Becoming Betty Crocker: Pineapple BBQ Chicken
Oh, I LOVE my crockpot! This week, Crock Pot Girl posted this recipe on Facebook, so of course I pinned it!
This recipe was super easy AND I already had everything. Oh - I did do this in 4 hours instead of the 6 hour that the recipe called for.
This recipe was super easy AND I already had everything. Oh - I did do this in 4 hours instead of the 6 hour that the recipe called for.
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| Whisked BBQ & soda |
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| 2 hours in - added the pineapple chucks |
The finished dish.
This was YUMMY! Half way through his plate, hubby said "You can make this again!" LOL! Success! Hubby liked it!
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Adventures: We have some answers
We received a call today from the vet who did the autopsy. He got the lab results back on the tissue samples of Esa. Surprisingly, they found something in the results.
Esa died of Arrythmogenic Right Ventricular Cardiomyopathy (ARVC) which is common in boxers. Crazy - but the first known sign can be sudden death. We NEVER saw any signs of any heart issues in her 6 years. I guess we can find peace that she died fast. I feel better that we at least know what happened. She lived life to the fullest (as any dog would), and I'm glad she was never sick. We would never had been able to give her an EKG. NEVER. Proof in point is when we took her to the vet for Lyme disease, let alone trying to get a shot in her at home!
Still, it's hard. This is something that goes undetected, dogs and humans. We never expected this. Zed is the one with a heart murmur.
Esa's ashes are home and we have a little shrine in her chair (ashes, collar and her "red" which is her red kong bone that she liked getting her treats in) for now. Part of the grieving process.
Esa died of Arrythmogenic Right Ventricular Cardiomyopathy (ARVC) which is common in boxers. Crazy - but the first known sign can be sudden death. We NEVER saw any signs of any heart issues in her 6 years. I guess we can find peace that she died fast. I feel better that we at least know what happened. She lived life to the fullest (as any dog would), and I'm glad she was never sick. We would never had been able to give her an EKG. NEVER. Proof in point is when we took her to the vet for Lyme disease, let alone trying to get a shot in her at home!
Still, it's hard. This is something that goes undetected, dogs and humans. We never expected this. Zed is the one with a heart murmur.
Esa's ashes are home and we have a little shrine in her chair (ashes, collar and her "red" which is her red kong bone that she liked getting her treats in) for now. Part of the grieving process.
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| In her chair when she was little July 2007 |
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| July 2013 |
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Adventures: In Memory of Esa - Still Feeling the Outpouring of Love
Six days later and we are still feeling the love of everyone and how much Esa affected others lives and not just ours.
One of the people that was hard to tell was Leslie, who had been Esa's trainer at Petsmart. We stayed in touch after training was done, and Leslie also came over to visit Zed when we first got him. Esa LOVED Leslie and her classes at Petsmart.
Our neighborhood friends are also reaching out. If it wasn't for Esa, we wouldn't have meet so many of our neighbors.
One is Esa's neighborhood "sister", April. April was also adopted from Lost Dog and Cat Rescue Foundation around the same time as Esa.
One of the neighborhood dogs that Esa is now playing with in heaven is Rugby who passed away last year of cancer. Rugby was younger than Esa and were best friends.
Rugby's mom, Moo, stopped us when we were walking Zed yesterday and really helped us because we know she understands. Moo gave us the best advice and guidance for the future - how it's going to get better, then worse, then better and when we think we are ready, waiting because the emotions will start flooding back with the new pet.
Today (actually as I was typing this in), our neighbor, Elijah, who is about 13, brought over flowers and a wonderful card. What he wrote in the card was from the heart and brought tears to my eyes. Dan said when he gave him the card and flowers, Elijah couldn't even speak it ("Is Esa...") and just said "I'm sorry for your loss" with his head down.
Elijah has some great memories with Esa. He used to come over almost daily and play with her in our yard when she was a pup. He also used to tell his family that Esa was "his dog". Esa loved playing with him too. Unfortunately, I never got pictures of them playing.
Today is rough just because it's a week later. The first snowfall of the year and Esa would have loved it.
Thank you for all of the support this last week. We appreciate it, and it hasn't gone unnoticed.
One of the people that was hard to tell was Leslie, who had been Esa's trainer at Petsmart. We stayed in touch after training was done, and Leslie also came over to visit Zed when we first got him. Esa LOVED Leslie and her classes at Petsmart.
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| Puppy Class Graduation June 2007 |
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| Intermediate Class Graduation December 2007 |
Advanced Class Graduation
June 2008
Our neighborhood friends are also reaching out. If it wasn't for Esa, we wouldn't have meet so many of our neighbors.
One is Esa's neighborhood "sister", April. April was also adopted from Lost Dog and Cat Rescue Foundation around the same time as Esa.
One of the neighborhood dogs that Esa is now playing with in heaven is Rugby who passed away last year of cancer. Rugby was younger than Esa and were best friends.
Rugby (l.) with
Esa at the Doggy Dip 2009
Esa at the Doggy Dip 2009
Rugby's mom, Moo, stopped us when we were walking Zed yesterday and really helped us because we know she understands. Moo gave us the best advice and guidance for the future - how it's going to get better, then worse, then better and when we think we are ready, waiting because the emotions will start flooding back with the new pet.
Today (actually as I was typing this in), our neighbor, Elijah, who is about 13, brought over flowers and a wonderful card. What he wrote in the card was from the heart and brought tears to my eyes. Dan said when he gave him the card and flowers, Elijah couldn't even speak it ("Is Esa...") and just said "I'm sorry for your loss" with his head down.
Elijah has some great memories with Esa. He used to come over almost daily and play with her in our yard when she was a pup. He also used to tell his family that Esa was "his dog". Esa loved playing with him too. Unfortunately, I never got pictures of them playing.
Today is rough just because it's a week later. The first snowfall of the year and Esa would have loved it.
Thank you for all of the support this last week. We appreciate it, and it hasn't gone unnoticed.
Saturday, December 7, 2013
BOOK TOUR: Dog-ma, the Zen of Slobber
Due to the passing of Esa this last week, I was emotionally unable to do this review. Please check out the other reviews on the book tour and the book. I'm sure animal lovers will like it.
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Barbara's vivid and dramatic stories, told with a wicked sense of humor, will make you laugh out loud. She definitely gets what living with rescued dogs (nine of them!) is all about.
When Barbara meets her future husband, Ray, it is love-and dog-at first sight. Over the course of thirty-two years, seventeen relocations and nine dogs, their mutual love of dogs guides them on their unconventional path. The love that Barbara and Ray get in return is literally lifesaving, with one dog attacking a lethal intruder and another discovering Barbara’s cancer. Her own survival story underscores the story of how her dogs become survivors themselves.
Each new dog adds its own dynamic to the family, sometimes upending it. From Turbo (whose Spock-like ears may have provided super powers), Barbara learns about the will to live; Lexington demonstrates incredible patience and an inexplicable love of golf; Madison teaches that laughter is truly the best medicine and that the whole “nine lives thing” is not reserved just for cats; Morgan should be sainted for tolerating Izzy, who is as cute as she is bad. Barbara is certain that somewhere in doggie heaven there is a poster that says “If you are sick, injured or in need of really expensive medical care, FIND THESE HUMANS!”
Throughout 2012 and 2013, Dog-Ma has been on the Bestseller lists of Kindle, Amazon and Goodreads as well as being named as a finalist in the 2013 Next Generation Indie Book Awards in the animal/pet category and presented with a medal at the Harvard Club in New York City - May 2013.
Throughout 2012 and 2013, Dog-Ma has been on the Bestseller lists of Kindle, Amazon and Goodreads as well as being named as a finalist in the 2013 Next Generation Indie Book Awards in the animal/pet category and presented with a medal at the Harvard Club in New York City - May 2013.
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About the Author
Award Winning Author, Barbara Brunner grew up in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania with her parents, sister and always a dog, or two or three. She graduated Summa Cum Laude from a small women's college in Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania. Meeting her husband in Washington, DC, they continued together on a journey as self-proclaimed dog addicts. In the ensuing years, she founded three successful businesses in the Pacific Northwest and is a prolific fundraiser for breast cancer research. She and her husband are retired and now reside in Southwest Florida with two dogs and copious amounts of dog fur. She is currently working on indulging her well known flip flop addiction.Barbara is available for book readings, autographing and speaking engagements and may be scheduled for your book or dog event.
"My inspiration for writing this book was driven by pure emotion and my desire to invite the reader to step into the journey of my utterly insane true-life stories."
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I received this book to review through Beck Valley Books Book Tours, all the opinions above are 100% my own.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Adventures: The New Normal - Day 3
Another day without Esa. I know eventually it will get better, and I know she will always be with us. Thank you (again) for all of the support during the grieving process.
Today has been a little different. My nephew, VJ, came and spent the night with us. Although it was a short stay, I think it helped Zed a little. He loves his cousin Vinnie. This morning, Zed came downstairs and looked in the living room to see if VJ was there. After I had Zed go wake VJ up, he kept looking to see if he was coming downstairs.
I also saw a glipse of the happy, playing Zed. He went and got a rope toy for VJ to play with him. We haven't seen that since Sunday and that is a daily ritual. Zed also jumped up on the bench by the door and looked out the window & was barking as VJ was leaving. Something else Z hasn't done since Sunday.
I think Zed is all set with the morning treadmill walk routine (at least while it's cold out). As soon as I finished my breakfast, he ran to the basement door. It was like he was saying "OK, time for your walk Mama!" That was confirmed with this pose by the treadmill when I started the walk.
Zed is also starting to leave my side some. He went downstairs while I was taking a shower today. Yesterday, he stayed by the bathroom door and also kept walking in to make sure I was still there.
I tortured myself some today watching videos I had of Esa. I do regret not getting a video of her barking "LET'S GO CAPS!" and her barking in our face to get us to play - that video plays in our heads though.
Yesterday on the afternoon walk, we ran into a couple of people and had to tell them. As soon as they saw us walking without Esa, they knew something was wrong. One is a dog owner & we always stop and visit with Shelby when she is out. The other is our neighborhood UPS driver, Eric, who I have know for about 15 years (he used to deliver to the airport where I worked). Esa LOVED Eric. I know he gives all the dogs on his route treats, but I don't think all of the neighborhood dogs acted the way she did towards Eric.
Esa would run to the window if she heard the UPS truck drive by. She didn't do that with any other delivery truck. If she was outside, she would run to the fence and just start barking (even if he was just driving by). Like she was yelling out to him, "ERIC! STOP BY!" If he stopped next door, she would run up to the fence and just watch him. It doesn't stop there. If we were walking and Eric was making a delivery down the street from where we were, she would stick her feet in the ground and just wait for him to drive by. I always joked with Eric that Esa was the president of his fan club.
One of our friends posted to my facebook timeline the below:
Today has been a little different. My nephew, VJ, came and spent the night with us. Although it was a short stay, I think it helped Zed a little. He loves his cousin Vinnie. This morning, Zed came downstairs and looked in the living room to see if VJ was there. After I had Zed go wake VJ up, he kept looking to see if he was coming downstairs.
I also saw a glipse of the happy, playing Zed. He went and got a rope toy for VJ to play with him. We haven't seen that since Sunday and that is a daily ritual. Zed also jumped up on the bench by the door and looked out the window & was barking as VJ was leaving. Something else Z hasn't done since Sunday.
I think Zed is all set with the morning treadmill walk routine (at least while it's cold out). As soon as I finished my breakfast, he ran to the basement door. It was like he was saying "OK, time for your walk Mama!" That was confirmed with this pose by the treadmill when I started the walk.
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| "MOVE IT, MAMA!" |
I tortured myself some today watching videos I had of Esa. I do regret not getting a video of her barking "LET'S GO CAPS!" and her barking in our face to get us to play - that video plays in our heads though.
Yesterday on the afternoon walk, we ran into a couple of people and had to tell them. As soon as they saw us walking without Esa, they knew something was wrong. One is a dog owner & we always stop and visit with Shelby when she is out. The other is our neighborhood UPS driver, Eric, who I have know for about 15 years (he used to deliver to the airport where I worked). Esa LOVED Eric. I know he gives all the dogs on his route treats, but I don't think all of the neighborhood dogs acted the way she did towards Eric.
Esa would run to the window if she heard the UPS truck drive by. She didn't do that with any other delivery truck. If she was outside, she would run to the fence and just start barking (even if he was just driving by). Like she was yelling out to him, "ERIC! STOP BY!" If he stopped next door, she would run up to the fence and just watch him. It doesn't stop there. If we were walking and Eric was making a delivery down the street from where we were, she would stick her feet in the ground and just wait for him to drive by. I always joked with Eric that Esa was the president of his fan club.
One of our friends posted to my facebook timeline the below:
I thought of posting in the comments, but here is more fitting. I guess first let me say, it's nice to know that everyone knows how great fur baby parents we were/are. We don't ever regret not having kids. Our animals have filled our lives.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. I guess because of the major turn of events and choices that have happened/had to be made in my life. I don't see it now, why Esa was taken from us so soon, but I'm sure we will eventually know.
Maybe this is the moment why Zed came into our lives? We weren't planning on getting another dog. We were waiting for the kitten season. Now I can't imagine not having Zed here with me while we grieve. It wouldn't be the same with a cat in the house or if there were no animals in the house at all.
I know that Esa was meant to be ours. Way back then, I was blogging on Yahoo360, so the entries were cut and pasted into blogger and some of the pictures didn't transfer. Check out the entries from that week.
We know we were meant to be with Esa. She was returned by the first family who adopted her and we weren't the first people there to adopt her (when the procedure is first come, first serve & needs to fit requirements) - it was meant to be.
We succeeded in what we wanted to accomplish with her. One of our main goals was to have a dog that we could take places. She hated the car, but enjoyed wherever we went once we got there. Once we got Z, it was easier getting her in the car. She didn't want to be left out. She traveled to Canada every single year of her life and LOVED visiting the family cottage. She went to the beach, different dog events and dog parks, geocached all over with us, and enjoyed visiting the "Clark Compound" and spending time with her uncle, aunt & cousins (especially cousin (kitty cat) Tom).
One of the things I wanted was a frisbee dog. Esa was NOT that. She rather chew the frisbee than catch it. I didn't expect an agility dog. She LOVED going to classes at Petsmart when she was younger and loved the agility "training" we did in our back yard.
She had such a personality and she was way too smart. She was our baby and will never be replaced. I am sure she knew how well she had it. We knew how well we had it.
Wordless Wednesday: Giving Month
In Memory of Esa
February 14, 2007 - December 1, 2013
The last picture I took of Esa
November 18, 2013
During this Giving Month, please consider giving to Lost Dog and Cat Rescue Foundation
where Esa was adopted from on May 5, 2007.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Adventures: The New Normal without Esa
Oh, this is so hard. Dan and I miss Esa so much.
We heard from the vet yesterday and there were no abnormalities found in the visual autopsy (no turned stomach, no cancer, no enlarged heart). He also checked her stomach and throat. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Our next step is to sent off organ tissue samples to see if there was some underlying cause, but we have been warned to not be surprised if there are no results.
We were given the option of a full autopsy of major organs (heart & brain), but we aren't going to do that. If nothing comes back on the lab report, we will assume that is was a heart attack or aneurysm.
This just sucks - not knowing.
There has been just an outpouring of love through this - thank you. The most touching has come from our neighbor, Jax, who is three.
Even strangers are reaching out. I was supposed to do a book review of Dog-ma, The Zen of Slobber this upcoming Sunday (December 8). Yesterday, I contacted the publisher contact letting her know that there was no way emotionally I was going to be able to read the book. I got a nice Facebook message saying don't worry, just post the promo info. I thought that would be the end of it. Later, I received an e-mail directly from the author.
Zed and I are trying to get into a new routine in the morning. Since it's been cold, he hasn't really wanted to go for walks. I thought he would today, but nope, so mama hit the treadmill while Trainer Zed looked on.
Dan was home this afternoon, so we went on a family walk. Zed hasn't left our side for the last 2 days, and it's going to be hard the first time I leave him alone in the house (for him and for me). One step at a time, we will get to this new normal.
Once again, thank you for all of the love coming our way.
We heard from the vet yesterday and there were no abnormalities found in the visual autopsy (no turned stomach, no cancer, no enlarged heart). He also checked her stomach and throat. There was nothing out of the ordinary. Our next step is to sent off organ tissue samples to see if there was some underlying cause, but we have been warned to not be surprised if there are no results.
We were given the option of a full autopsy of major organs (heart & brain), but we aren't going to do that. If nothing comes back on the lab report, we will assume that is was a heart attack or aneurysm.
This just sucks - not knowing.
There has been just an outpouring of love through this - thank you. The most touching has come from our neighbor, Jax, who is three.
Artist - Jackson Segall
I was just so touched that someone who I don't know, would send me an e-mail. That being said - PLEASE visit the Dogma website & purchase the book if you are an animal lover! I'm sure it's a good read.Ronalyn,I was so sorry to hear of your beloved Esa's passing today. It is always hard to lose our furry friends, but when they pass with no warning it is that much harder. Know that she loved you and knew that you loved her. She will be waiting for you at the Rainbow Bridge with a grin and a wagging tail.Do not worry about not being able to read and review Dog-Ma. It would be impossible for you to read it right now. Hold onto it and perhaps it will give you some comfort as your pain heals. One of the dogs I write about is Morgan, our 9 year old Rottweiler. We lost her suddenly in September to renal cancer. We had four days warning so I am all too familiar with what you are now going through. Your pain will ease with time and when it does I hope you can read Dog-Ma and laugh at the funny parts, cry at the sad ones and remember every joyous day you spent with Esa.I am so sorry for your loss. May she rest in peace.Barbara Brunner
Zed and I are trying to get into a new routine in the morning. Since it's been cold, he hasn't really wanted to go for walks. I thought he would today, but nope, so mama hit the treadmill while Trainer Zed looked on.
Dan was home this afternoon, so we went on a family walk. Zed hasn't left our side for the last 2 days, and it's going to be hard the first time I leave him alone in the house (for him and for me). One step at a time, we will get to this new normal.
Once again, thank you for all of the love coming our way.
Monday, December 2, 2013
The Adventures of Esa Have Come To An End
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| Esa February 14, 2007 - December 1, 2013 |
It's with a heavy, heavy heart that I post that Esa passed away yesterday. We don't know what happened. It was a normal day and she didn't show any signs of being sick. NOTHING.
She ate all of her breakfast, Dan took her for a walk in the morning, she was outside when Dan was putting up Christmas lights and was barking away at her friend, Benny & his dad, +Daniel Segall. She took a nap while we went out to lunch. When we came back, Dan put out more lights and I worked on the tree inside. Her & Zed were watching me the whole time. Before we knew it, it was 2:15 pm and Esa was ready for her walk. We weren't, so we said to wait. We needed to relax a little before the walk. I laid down and as soon as I did, Esa wanted out. I fell asleep and about an hour later, I woke up and the first thing I thought of was "Esa is still outside". Which is no big deal - she could sit out there for hours on end.I went to the backdoor and she was laying there, by the sidewalk stretched out, close to where she usually curls up and falls asleep. It was too late. I'm not sure if there would have been anything we could have done or if we would have known what to do.
Shout out to Companion Paws. Dr. Foster (Chrissie to me since we have been friends for over 15 years and before she was our vet) has been a phone call away for me when I needed her the most. She helped direct us to a hospital that will do an autopsy for us. Because this happened out of the blue and she was so young, we are hoping to find peace knowing the results. Both Chrissie & Dan's sister (a former vet tech) have a feeling it was a heart attack.
Flowers from Chrissie & David of Companion Paws
We are just devastated. My undereyes are raw from crying. I've never seen my undereyes this dark/red.
Zed is doing ok. I'm not sure if he really realizes. We had him go out when we were out laying with Esa and he came over and sniffed (Thanks to Chrissie giving me the heads up of what to expect). I think he's liking the extra attention right now and he is definitely keeping a close eye on the both of us - a little more than usual.
As of 2pm, the vet doing the autopsy did not find anything abnormal in the inital review The next step is organ tissue samples being tested. I know this sounds extreme. Please know that this is as far as we are doing the testing. We were given the option of a more extreme autopsy and we refused. Our girl is being as stubborn in death with the doctor as in life. She never liked being poked and touched.
I'll leave you with a selfie of us girls at the family cottage in Canada this year...Please feel free to post comments of any memories of Esa. I would appreciate it.
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