Wednesday, February 7, 2018


The DWM has lost the remaining founding member, Tasha Queen of the Unstuffed Stuffed Squeaky Toys.  A mass had been found on her liver last May and while Sweetie and Anna have been the direct beneficiaries of the medical care, Tasha was always looked after with the hope that once everything surrounding her sisters ended, she would get the care she needed.

Unfortunately, that was not to be.  She has gradually been losing weight over the last three months, culminating with a drastic drop the last month.  Then the last two weeks saw her turn into skin and bones, with her fur falling out. This past weekend saw her appetite start to waver and her mobility started giving out Monday.  Last night she was up every two hours, but could no longer stand- she fell over and could not move.  She and I stayed up after the third such turn, spending the night wrapped up in her couch blankets and she in her sling under my night gown- we watched the sun rise and had some mommy and Tashina time.  some time before six, I knew in my heart that it was time to let her go

So, Dad made the appointment ....  I took her for a meal of chicken nuggets at her favorite drive thru, and then home for an extended beauty nap- not that she needed one.  We left for the vet around 2:45, and arrived too early.  For once there was no traffic.  The vet techs got her ready with an iv, and I held her for a while longer, with her Dad in the room.  Then the vet came in and Geoff left- Tasha stayed in the sling next to my heart for the rest of her life.  After some time had passed, I gave her over and we left, me barely able to walk, clutching her bankie and sling for dear life.

She comes home in two weeks, and she will never leave me again.

Tasha, Queen of my Heart-  until we meet again  (1 November 2004 - 7 February 2018)

Friday, January 26, 2018

So far so good!!!

2018 is starting off better than 2017 ended, but just by a hair

Sweetie is doing better- she will always walk like a drunken sailor but she is walking!  Her food allergies have returned to a degree.  The expense of her kibble outweighs the fact that no one will eat it so we are looking into less expensive options.

Anna Rose fell out of bed a week ago to our shock- she sleeps at the foot of the bed on top of several pillows, between us so this something that we never thought could or would happen.  WHN took her outside and she appeared fine, but when we officially started our day an hour later, she screamed bloody murder.  Of course crate rest began and we got her to the vet for X-rays.  These revealed that she has several fused vertebrae in her upper spine, probably genetic, and several disc issues in her lower back.  The X-rays also revealed that her heart is twice its normal size and that she is in he early stages of CHF.  When the vet used his stethoscope, he heard a great deal more liquid gurgling than the X-rays revealed. So we now are experiencing the joys of crate rest, a severely reduced diet as the vet wants her to lose four pounds, and lots of medicines!!!

To top everything off, the Dachshund twincesses have been making Sweetie’s life uncomfortable- laying claim to her beds and peeing or pooing on them so WHN has even more laundry to do.  Snoopys has been doing well and is very clingy.  Shockingly both Anna and Tasha want WHN to wear them in the sling- they have never liked this before!

So please keep them in your thoughts and prayers!

Thursday, January 4, 2018

2018- a New Year and new leaf for us

Seems like ages since we posted!  2017 was a year , an annis horribilis, if you will for both the two leggers and four leggers in the pack.

After Dad's mom died, he and WHN became quite ill with recurring infections- Dad battled e Coli while WHN battled various female issues.  On top of that, Tasha was diagnosed with a lump on her liver that needs an MRI (still) and Sweetie lost the use of her rear legs.  Snoopy now has what appears to be a cataract on his left eye, and Anna Rose is still her roly poly self and the light of her Daddy's life. 

In late October, Sweetie had what appeared to be a large lump on her right rear butt, and off to the vet we went!  Until today, that has been quite a roller coaster ride- the lump was removed, and a week later she tore out the stitches!  More surgery needed.  Then when those stitches were removed, it was discovered that the lump had come back and was larger than before.  More surgery again!  Now we had the fun of watching her heal- slowly and with constant leaking that the vet could not control.  We took her in to have her stitches removed and found that she had a gaping hole in its place.  Instead of stitching it up, we were sent home by the vet with a spray to use.  The following Monday the other vet in the practice called and had us come in- he removed some of the excess skin and stitched her up and we went home again

Today, her stitches finally came out!  On top of that, Sweetie is able to walk!  She looks like a drunken kangaroo, but she can get up and walk