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Sunday, September 1, 2019

A Furtia Pupdate!

Hello Blogville!!!

I have settled in quite nicely and really love The Daddy and WHN.  I am now enrolled in puppy school and have learned Look and Touch and am walking on a leash- I had no idea how much fun leash waking is!  Teaching your humans how to walk at the end of a leash is hard work but someone has to do it!  I am still teething and the shoe count is four pairs but no complaints from WahN- she gets to go shoe shopping with her girlfriends to replace my chew toys.

We had a scare earlier this week- I was throwing up unexpectedly and The adaddy stumised it was due to my external flea and tick medicine. The vet had WHN give me a bath and I felt so much better.  And The Daddy has to help with the bath- I hated having it which was a surprise as I love baths.  I even sneak into the shower with WHN for a quick rinse.

I now weigh 9.6 lbs and my long fur is starting to come in- my ears are starting to really show it as are my paws!

Don’t forget to look for me on Facebark!  I have my very own page- The Daily Anna!!!









Tuesday, July 23, 2019

A New Blogville Resident!!!!

Hello Blogville!!!!

Sorry that we have been missing since the loss of Anna in January but we have been busy taking care of What’s Her Name and Her never ending back issues and helping her take care of and plan a big parish celebration that was held in May (trust us- if Sweetie and I had not helped nothing would have gotten done)

In real Blogville news- WHN and Dad have adopted a dachshund puppy from a breeder!  A Black and Tan dapple long haired mini, who has Ben named Anna Rose the Third! Furtia (as she has been nicknamed) was born April 16th in South Dakota and last week we went to South Dakota to pick her up!!!  We combined the trio with some genealogical research into WHN’s family and we had a great time!

Furtia has settled in nicely- she is teething and has discovered a love of shoes!  To date, WHN has lost only two but for some reason she finds a shoe in the kitchen every day!

Dad is over the moon as he has needed a female dachshund to keep him in line and Furtia has certainly managed that difficult role.

She sleeps through the night without having an accident and lives the big bed- Daddy has to sing her to sleep otherwise she plays for at least an hour.










Monday, January 7, 2019

Rainbow Bridge Alert- Anna Rose the Second (24 May 2005 - 6 January 2019)

Yesterday morning, our beloved Anna Rose the Second left for the Rainbow Bridge while she was having her nightly power beauty nap.  She had been diagnosed with congestive heart failure last year and was on medication, which had apparently handled it.  Late last Thursday she hacked up phlegm, and again Friday night.  Saturday she  continued to expectorate, and we attempted to get her to the vet to soothe her Dad's fears.  The office closed early but since she had an appointment for today and was not in any pain or distress, we thought she would be ok until her appointment.  I had to syringe water for her as she was not interested in either her food or her water dish- wanting only to sleep.  (Her usual behavior when she has been on crate rest in the past)  When we went to bed at midnight, she fell asleep near my head and later buried herself underneath all of the covers, which she has never done in the six years that she has lived with us.  Around 4:40 in the morning her Dad woke up and checked on her- discovering that his angel had earned her wings.  He woke me and we wrapped her up and placed her in a box and called the vet's office.

Sunday was a long day and Geoff was and continues to be grief stricken- no owner to tell him that he could share her recliner, no owner to be carried in and out for her tours of the backyard, no owner demanding her meals, no owner needing to be taken to her big bed for the night.  

This morning, I put her in the car for one last trip, but Geoff could not bring himself to look.  I arrived shortly after 8 to find that the office had only just heard our messages from the day before.  My grief was manifested with the weight on my chest which threatened to break out when I had to pick out her urn.  I was finally able to cry once I left the office.

Geoff will be bringing Anna home next week- one final ride in his work truck.  Appropriate as she is the only one to have ever ridden in it and she loved going car with her Daddy.

Please keep Geoff, Snoopy, Sweetie and I in your prayers- two food bowls are simply not enough.