I found three four more pictures on my hard drive of Romeo. I remember always taking pictures of Romeo, but where have they all gone? Regardless, as I find them, I will certainly post them all.
Thank you to everyone who posted a comment, or two, in the previous entry. You don’t know how nice it was to come home from work to find several comments about Romeo. It makes the healing go a bit smoother.
Thank you, Romeo, for all the wonderful memories you have given our family. You were an incredible best friend to all of us. I’ll miss you dearly, and you’ll continually be in my thoughts.
It seems like just yesterday we were in the dentist’s office when we found out about you. The next day, I believe, we made the trip over to your birth place. You were the first puppy I laid eyes on; the cutest one in the bunch. You had such unique colors, with a broad chest of white.
We brought you home in a random towel. You were such a mush; scared from being taken from your home, but still curious about where you were going. The first few nights all you would do is bark and howl. We thought you were home sick and missed your momma. Little did we know then that the howling was just the tip of the iceberg of your cookiness.
The next several weeks you began to love us more and more. I can still remember laughing when you couldn’t climb down our steps. You’d cry and cry until one of us brought you down in our arms. Then you’d wobble up the stairs with your tail wagging as if you had no idea five seconds ago you were just crying.
For the longest time we had to carry you outside to let you do your business. Can you imagine that I used to love just bringing you outside to let you go poop? Strange, I know, but you were the cutest little thing. When it was dark out, you used to blend in with the shrubs and the grass. You used to make me so nervous, you don’t know how many times I thought I had lost you out there.
As we each got older, you never changed your love for any one of us. You’re ways of greeting us when we walked in the door has always been inspiring. I never knew of a best friend that was so happy when we came home. I’ll miss that happy greeting puppy. You don’t know how happy, each time, that made me. I know, I know, I always told you to stop jumping and the like when greeting me, but come on, you were bigger than I was.
You were such an amazing best friend to me, to all of us. Thank you for all the memories, for all the laughs, for all the fun times.
I cannot believe over ten years have come and gone. Even the other night, although you weren’t feeling good, you made me feel so special. You lifted your head up with all your energy just to greet me, just to say hello. It was so hard for me to hold back the tears. I knew you couldn’t bark, but I could still hear you barking away as I walked in the room. For that brief second or two, your eyes, once again, lit up. You seemed so happy to see me. I was so happy to see you. You are such an incredible best friend.
As I drove home last night, I thought of all of our memories together. It was so hard driving home, even harder trying to sleep that night. I felt so bad for you, for your suffering and discomfort. And as today went on and mom thought you were doing better, thinking of you possibly passing soon became a bit easier. Mom took you for your daily long walk, you ate well, you drank well. You even followed her around for most of the day. You gave today for her, and I thank you for that. I think we all needed to see that puppy in you for one more day. I know in my heart that you did that for all of us. You’ve always been so good keeping us smiling and laughing. Even today you kept us smiling.
I’ll miss you so much.
Mac’s surgery was today and it went well! They found another small fracture in his hip, along with the break in the top of his femur. He may be coming home late tomorrow, if not, Thursday! I’m so excited.
Although he’ll be home, he won’t be able to play with Sunny for 7-10 days. I don’t know how we’ll keep them apart, they are twins after all and they’re probably dying to see each other.
Something went well today, Sunny and Mowie hung around each other for the entire day. She had her moments of chasing him, but she wasn’t nervous, tense, hissing or growling. Sunny didn’t even care about her antics, he seemed to be doing well with ignoring her and going on with his daily kitten activities. Mowie’s slightly uptight (ha!) even when I threw her favorite mouse to her she jumped as if it was alive. She’s coming around though, and with good timing.
Free Macky!
hopefully tomorrow :D
I went to visit Mac at the hospital today. They told me he wasn’t eating and asked me to try to get him to eat. He came in the room and was sooo excited to see me. He purred for like 45 minutes straight. He also tried to jump off the vet table, so I put him on the floor where he ran around and climbed all over me, so much for that broken leg!
Of course I smuggled some toys for him, his favorite nemo from when he was a baby and his little white foofy toy, both fresh with Sunny spit. I brought him his favorite treats too, which he was excited about. He rolled on the floor for me for some quality belly rub time and whenever he heard a door open he hid behind me, as if he was refusing to leave.
Freshie still refused to eat the food they gave him, they also said they tried to give him fresh tuna which he refused! So I asked if they tried hard food and they said no. I also thought he might just miss Sunny. Mac started getting shakey and I figured he was tired from straining himself so I said they could take him back to to go sleep :( It all happened so quick I feel like I didn’t get a good goodbye kiss in :(
I asked to talk to the vet about the surgery and they came back and told me he started to eat his hard food. Mommy knows best. I can just see him yelling in his little cage “No I don’t want this fancy food!! I want treats!! Make me something else!” He’s so spoiled ;x
The vet said as long as he keeps eating and everything they’ll operate tomorrow morning. Wish him luck!
Macky and I have a lot in common.
I know, I know. I know what you’re thinking — we share our stunning good looks, our eating habits (eating 24/7), our cute personalities, and much more. But we now share one more thing: we have both broken our femur bones in our legs.
Pray for Macky and wish him the best. He’ll be in the hospital for a few days and then might need surgery come Tuesday-ish. It’s probably best that he gets his rest in the hospital. They said we can come visit him whenever we want, so that was certainly something nice to hear. This house is definitely going to be a lot different without him around the next week or so.
Rebecca and I miss him dearly; we keep playing the “what’s Macky doing right now” game and the “if Macky was here right now, he would be doing…” game. Sunny misses his play-buddy and he now resorts to trying to clean my ears, and not Macky’s. Mowie misses invoking fear into lil Macintosh, but she looks forward to gaining a friend in Sunny.
Macintosh is back home at my place and his return brings his brother, Sunny!
