I'm back. I had to create a new blog because I forgot my old password and blogger wasn't recgonizing my email address in order for me to reset it. Just wanted to give you an update on life. Here are a few pictures of our new house:
We sold our other house with an acre 5 weeks ago and have been living with our parents. With the dogs we couldn't get an apartment or a rental and we weren't sure if we were going to build or buy!! We decided that in this market buying was the best deal and came upon this house. It's perfect for Brandon and I and we absolutely love it. We should close on May 30th and will move in that weekend (hopefully!)
Brandon has been coaching 14U select baseball and has been loving it. It keeps him very busy and myself as well. He is now starting to coach 17U and this team will travel alot more than the 14U's did. Hopefully I will get some traveling in with him.
I have 6 1/2 more school days left and the students are going crazy! So am I...I'll be teaching summer school but it's only 4 weeks long and only 1/2 day. Then I will be busy with the nephews and getting the house fixed up.
On a sadder note I lost my best dog that I've ever had 3 weeks ago. Bear had been limping for about 3-4 weeks but Brandon and I thought he stepped in a pot hole while running like they dogs always do every other month. When I went to live with my parents my dad was really worried about it and I noticed that it seemed to be getting worse. I had gone back and forth whether or not to take him in because one day he would be putting more weight on his leg and run around and then the next day he couldn't even put weight on it. I've been through this with both him and Haus SEVERAL times and after spending 400 dollars I would get a
"let him rest on it and give him these pills for swelling".
One Monday my dad said Bear had been whining about his leg at lunch so I immediately called and took him in. The doctor couldn't tell right away what was wrong but thought he had sprained his elbow. He asked that we to xrays just to make sure. I sat in the lobby while they put Bear under and did the xrays. 45 minutes later they called me back and the doctor explained to me that he didn't find anything good. My heart sank and I immediately got worried. He said that Bear had bone cancer and that he had eaten half way through his femur. He said it was the most aggressive cancers in dogs and that it had probably already gone to his lungs and if it hadn't it would within a week or two. I was devasted and half of what he said just went in one ear and out the other all I wanted to do was hug my baby. Of course Bear was sudated and didn't know what was going on. The doctor explained to me that we did have options. We could amputate the leg and do chemo but that usually only gave the dog 3-6 months extra. He said or we could take him home and keep him comfortable for the next 2-3 weeks. He said he would be in extreme pain that we could take care of with pain pills and there was always the risk of him breaking his femur because the cancer had weakened it so much. Or we could go ahead and put him down.
I was by myself so I knew we couldn't do it that night. So I took Bear home and we gave him a great T-Bone steak dinner and all the loving he could have ever wanted and two days later Brandon and I put him down. Bear took his last breath in our arms and was laid to rest at Pinehill Doggie Cemetary. There isn't a day that goes by without me missing his big ole head greeting me when I get home. He was one of the prettiest best dogs I have ever had and he definitely was my protector!!
