Patches

Well, as if yesterday’s news about Gibbs (my daughter's dog but my baby boy) wasn’t sad enough; we just got home from putting Patches to sleep. :-(

We inherited Patches from a friend who passed away a few years ago, and she quickly became enamored with my husband and he with her. She was his baby. A rescue, she lived a long (about 18 years), happy life and left this world very peacefully. We’ll miss her silly sneezes, her insistent talking about how we should give her a treat NOW, and her adorable fluffy ears. Rest in peace, Punkin’ Patchy.

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UPDATE 11-28-2011: We brought Patches home today

Patches

Above: Patches, on the ride home from the vet. Ever heard that song, “Because I got high, because I got high, because I got high-yi”? Yeah, just like that.

Patches is 16, so things are wearin’ out, I guess. She was put under so that two of her teeth could be removed. While she was out, the vet discovered a mass on the left side of her mouth, way in the back behind her molar, running down her throat. Her throat was so constricted they had to use the smallest tube they had to put down her throat (for whatever reason they have to put a tube down the throat during surgery). The good thing is they obliterated the growth, she’ll be able to breathe with more ease. We’ll find out the results of the biopsy in a week or so.

 She is one tough little dame.

Remembering A Friend

Remembering our friend Velma on her birthday.

She was a part of our family for over 20 years. We will be forever grateful to Velma for her friendship and for bringing her niece and extended family into our lives.

We're also thankful for Patches, (Velma's baby girl) who has turned out to be my hubby's new best friend! We don't know Patches' exact birth date, so we gave her her mommy's...happy sweet 16th birthday, Patchy!