Midi Monday

The two four-legged bloggers have agreed to let the human post today.

Have you read The Art of Racing in the Rain? I know, it's a dog book and this is supposed to be Midi's post, but the book (or the small part I read) serves as a good intro to today's post.

I'm going to post for Midi today because I feel like I need to share what's going on with her, with me and with Harry. OK, Harry's oblivious - so it's pretty much just me and Midi in this one.

I read the first few paragraphs of the book while waiting to meet someone at Starbucks several months back. It was sitting on the shelf of available reading material, so I picked it up and started to read. I haven't gone to the library or the bookstore to get the book because I'm not sure I could finish it. I teared up immediately, so I'm thinking maybe it's not such a good book for me to read given my delicate emotional state lately.

Basically in the beginning of the book (written in the dog's voice), the dog is dying and has made a plan to get his person to put him down.

The past few weeks I've watched Midi waste away before my eyes. Yes, she's been getting thinner all along (hyperthyroidism), but it's gotten much worse very recently. She has gone from eating two to three cans of Fancy Feast each day to maybe eating one. She also sleeps. A lot. I can tell when she does get up that she's become weak although she can still jump onto chairs to get to her food.

When I hold her (which is often), I can feel her heart beating very fast. She's become much more affectionate lately - but that's what she does in the winter. It's all about body heat :-)

She is still Midi though. She's alert. She doesn't seem to be in pain. She IS eating. Just not as much. I do not know what to do. I don't want to do anything while she is still alert and seems OK. But I don't want her to suffer either. I am a coward about this as I've never had to go through this before. With my parents and "our" pets, sure. But not just me. I would rather her heart just give out and let her go peacefully than for me to have to make a conscious decision.

I feel our time together is short and I want to be the best Mom I can be during the time we have left.

Thanks for listening and I promise to post a silly Harry blog soon.

Travelling Pug

I's getting ready for my trip to see the Grandpawents.

Happy Holidays!

Make a Smilebox greeting

Blue Christmas

Hey there pugs and peoples. I's sorry for not posting much, but I's been depressed. See, I sees all the other puggies out there with daddies and I don't haves one of those. So, I's decided that's what I wants for Christmas. A daddy.

Ok, I's gonna be honest. It's Mom who's depressed and she thinks I needs one of those daddy things. It would be nice, but I's OK just with Mom. (Even though I follow my friend J around the house and look for him when he's not around).

Mom says she really doesn't like the holidays (she actually said she hates them) because they just makes her sad. I'm here! How can she be sad? I suspects there might be less room in the bed for me if I hads a Mom and a Dad, but if that's what will make her happy - can you all talk to the fat man and see if he'll get one for us?

Thanks!

Here's a gratuitous puggie pic for you. This is me being a dog. I's chilling with my homegirls Laila and Maggie. We stayed with them this weekend. Laila is obsessed with me! She gots up in the bed in the middle of the night just so she could kiss all over me. I's a love muffin!

Snow and Rain

Turns out I hads two surprise visitors this weekend! First, my grandmama came up to see me Friday. She gave me and Midi lots of loving. She even brought us some turkey that was left over from Thanksgiving! (Mostly she gave it to Midi, but I managed to get a few pieces).

Later that night, when Mom and Grandmom were out having fun without me, something else came to visit me. Snow! It wasn't a whole lot, but there was still some left for me to sniff and pee on the next morning.

Here's my backyard in the snow.



Mom thought this plant looked pretty with snow on it.



I pees on the snow!


After my Grandmama lefts me, Mom took me to Generation Dog for a bath. I always smell so good after my bath, and I's always so happy to be clean.



I was such a good boy, I asked Mom if she would buy me some treats. She wasn't really getting the hint, so after this picture I went over to another bin and pulled out a bag of treats and said "this one! This is the one I wants!" It worked too. Mom bought me some yummy duck jerky!



Otherwise, my weekend was pretty boring. It's been really cold here, so I's been doing lots of sleeping. In the mornings while Mom gets ready to leave me, I gets in my bed with a stuffie or two and start warming up for my day of naps.



Today it's raining, so I's gonna be doing a lot more of this...



I hopes you puggies and peoples are all staying warm!

Surprise Visitor

The Mom said that somebody is going to come visit me this weekend. I's waiting patiently.



I hopes it's somebody who knows how to scratch my booty.

Lucky Jersey

Looks like my jersey was a lucky one. Plus the Saints are on fiya!!! I's still exhausted from cheering them on last night. This is what I looked like by the 2nd half of the game.



Saints 38, Patriots 17 Who Dat!