We are still swimming

My Darling Baby B,

Just catching you up.  We keep swimming along here without you.  But miss you every day.  You would have turned 13 about a month ago.  Never knew your exact birthday, but know it’s probably around December.  And at this time last year, you were not feeling so good and I had just found out on January 31st that you had osteosarcoma.  So I was researching like crazy on the web and crying a lot and hugging you more.  On February 6th, we got rid of that painful awful leg so that you could feel better, and you did.  Who would have thought that at this time this year, you would no longer be snuggled up beside me.  And instead of you here, there is now the additions of Adelaide and Bagheera.

Yep, that’s right.  Nearly 4 weeks ago, your sister Adelaide found this little 6 month old boy hanging out out back on a cold cold morning.  Don’t know why, but he crawled right up into my arms and hasn’t left since, so a little boy has been added to the Girl household.  You’d be having a blast with Adelaide taunting him I’m sure.  You always thought it was so fun to make the cats run.  I was thinking of naming him with something that started with an “M” so go along with his new feline sisters.  But I wasn’t finding anything that sparked my interest.  And then I ran across Bagheera, the black panther in the Jungle Book.  And I liked that the character was sweet and charismatic.  And I liked that it started with a “B”, just like my Brendol.  This is Bagheera:

It’s been slow going integrating the household, but we are getting there.  For the last few nights, he has been running free in the house with Adelaide hanging out too.  And yesterday, I got both of them chilling on the couch together.

You missed a decent snow this past week.  I still remember when you were introduced to  your first snow.  We were in Dallas, and you ran ovals  in the back yard banking so hard that as your were turning at full speed, your waist was almost brushing the ground.  You had such a blast.  Well, this was another one like that.  Not deep still, but fun enough to run in.  Your sister Adelaide had fun with it, it was her first snow too.  I kept thinking about how you were.


And then there is your sister Aissa.  She’s been doing pretty good.  I can see her slowing down, like you did.  Not that she was every a big ball of energy like you and Addy were as young’uns.  But slower never the less.  She still knows how to have a good time though.  And she’s keeping Adelaide in line as much as she can.

Anyways, we all miss you.  We all love you.  And I love you from the bottom of my heart.  You were and will always be my Baby B and my Poochy Butt and my Sweat Pea.

Brendol Bubbles

This isn’t a new picture, it was debuted in the slideshow that I posted earlier.  However, this is the picture I decided to get blown up.  It evokes great feelings because my Brendol baby is so happy and just loves her bubbles.

As a quick update, Miss B is doing good.  She was a little tired this past weekend from the chemo; however she has rallied through the week and is back to getting into trouble.  If all things go as planned, she will have her last chemo treatment in 10 days, just 4 days after her 4 month ampuversary!  Yay!

Hope everypawdy out there is doing well and having happy moments in the now.

Karma and Brendol

A Day Late

Ooh, I’m a bad momma.  Yesterday was Brendol’s 3 month ampuversary (and it blew right past me).  Can you believe it?  Three Months!  Geez, it has flown by.  And, some of you will yell at me for thinking this way, but I hate that the clock is ticking down.  It’s not today.  I know that.  And we don’t live like it is today.  But I am cognizant that our time is limited.  Osteosarcoma or not, my B is 12 and a half years old.  Anyway… 😀  Happy Thoughts.  She is here today, she is feeling good, and I get to love on her a ton.  She is my cuddle bug and I love her dearly.

B with one of her dollies


Happy Ampuversary my precious girl!

Just getting started

Miss Brendol is a 12 year old Pitt Mix that lives just North of Atlanta.  She was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma in her front right leg on January 30th, 2013.  The news was devestating to me and a non-issue to her.  All she knew was that her front leg was hurting.  A week later we got in to see a specialist to weigh all our options and the osteosarcoma diagnosis was supported.  Amputation was recommended and we proceeded with that the very next day, February 6th. 

It has been one week since her amputation, and she is doing AWESOME!  She’s going up and down full flights of stairs and she’s back to getting into trouble.  She likes to get into things and drag them around the house when I’m not home.  (Like pulling pillows off the bed and dragging them into the bathroom)  Six days after her operation, I had her in a t-shirt and an e-collar when I went to work so she wouldn’t scratch her stitches… the booger managed to get out of her t-shirt with the knot still tied in it and with the e-collar still on, not once… but twice.  So, no more t-shirt.  That’s pointless.  Then yesterday she managed to lock herself in the spare bathroom and play in the bathtub.  Only problem, she got in but couldn’t figure out how to get out.  Mom to the rescue. 

With her doing SO well, it is hard to remember that I still have some big decisions to make regarding her treatment.  Chemo has been recommended by the surgeon, and we have an appointment with an internist regarding our options there.  But with her age, I am inclined not to pursue it.  We will see what options are presented to us.  I have also found a veterinarian in the area that practices not just traditional medicine, but also holistic medicine.  We are contacting them as well.

A little bit about my Miss Brendol.  She was originally owned by a not very nice man that thought she was a Brindle Pittbull/Rottweiler mix (she’s fawn colored by the way).  He wanted a mean dog for whatever reason.  And I was stupid enough at the time to be dating him.  When I met Brendol, she was about 3 1/2 months old and cute as a button.  He was complaining about her acting out and doing things that puppies do.  I saw a sweet loving baby that had no interest in being mean nor any interest in being with this guy.  At our first meeting, she was running around and playing with me as puppies do.. and he was complaining about her never sitting still.  Within a little time, I had her laying in my lap and I was gently rubbing her forehead until she dosed off.  I was in love immediately.  So I suggested she come to my place which had a nice back yard to play in… and I just never gave her back.  I eventually got rid of the guy and kept her.  An awesome trade!  And she has been my cuddle bug every since.

She had a sister that passed away at a very young age (Sadie – a black chow/lab mix) and a feline sister that tolerated her presence for many years until about 4 years ago (Allegra – a himalayan).  After Sadie passed when Brendol was just a year old, we welcomed Aissa into our home, a little black Chow/Border Collie mix.  And about a year after Allegra passed, we welcomed two new feline sisters to the family, Mathilde and Morrigan.  Pictures of Miss Brendol and her family are below.


3 Days post surgery, we got our drain out.
3 Days post surgery, we got our drain out.

Aissa May

Little Miss Mathilde laying on my lap.
Little Miss Mathilde laying on my lap.
The princess, Morrigan.
The princess, Morrigan.
Brendol and Aissa waiting for a treat!
Brendol and Aissa waiting for a treat!
My Cuddle Bug - Brendol
My Cuddle Bug – Brendol