The End

Hi, this is Mimi. Um, I know it;s been a while since Maddie last "updated", and I am sad to say that today she lost her battle. This past week she just started to slide, really bad. She was no longer the Maddie I knew and grew up with. It started off by not eating, then walking, then drinking, and she bleed more. Today though, was the worst. She ate some chicken, and then threw it back up with blood. So my mother "Momma" made the choice to take her in. She was ready to go, though we weren't.

I only ask that if your dog ever starts to have the symptoms of cancer, please take them in. There are options, such as Chemo or removing the tumor. With Maddie we were just too late.

So bringing this blog to an end, I have just a few things to say. 1. I'm so grateful for the extra six weeks I got with her. When we found out she was sick, we weren't even sure if she;d live through the night. 2. I like to accept her as my Guardian Angel, it's just going to take time to heal. I've had a unacounted amount of support from friends and family, who loved her just as much as I did. We're grieving, but life shall go on.

Thank you for reading about Maddie's final weeks.
Much love,
Mimi.

Spoiled

*Sigh* I wish I had my old nose and taste buds. Getting old has it's prices. I can smell for the life of me, and one of the few things I can taste is Chicken. Momma and Mimi have seen that I've taken quite a liking to it, and have been feeding me chicken-flavored everything!

Momma and Mimi went away last week, and left me with the Big Man. Mimi calls him "dad", what ever a dad is. Any ways the Big Man was gone most of each of the days. When he would go to feed me he would put the food out and go back in! Leaving my pig of a sister to eat it!

Momma says she worries for me. That I'm getting skinny again; I'm telling you skinny is the new look. It's all over Doggy-Beat Magazine! Those stupid little poodles with their perfect hair, and perfect little bodies! Blah!  Blah to it all!

Yup, momma makes sure I eat, not matter what. I'm so spoiled. I guess being old, does have some perks. :)

Favorites

I must say, I love a fresh blanket to lay on. What dog doesn't it? The other day momma cleaned all of our outdoor blankets, and ahhhh. They are nice. But that is were the nice stops. Next thing I know, momma and Mimi are pulling out the bench from inside the house.

They pulled Sassy up, and started to use the black rock thingy that buzzes on her. Boy, next to feet, that's what Sassy is more afraid of. That is for sure. She kept trying to get off, by slowly inching her way to the edge. Mimi did everything in her power to keep her on Until she fell. Mimi laughed as she re-caught my sister, and they finished her up.

Me? I had a nicer version. Momma bent down to me, and just cut off some hair near my tail. *shiver* ouh, I hate the buzzing rock near my bottom. What if it was to hurt me!? But at last, I landed on the bench too.  And I fell too. Only difference between my sister and I? Mimi caught me before I was even half way off the bench.  Yup, she must play favorites.

Life Is Hard

Don't get me wrong, I love getting attention and all that lovely stuff. But, being hand fed? How low will these humans drop for me? Gosh, I never knew Mimi would sit outside with me, and hand feed me til I couldn't eat any more. Maybe I misunderstood her?

I don't know. *Sigh* Momma said to Mimi today; "If it'll keep her alive, I'll do it." Hmp. I guess they aren't a fan of my new figure. But in Puppy Paws Magazine, all of the dogs are bone thin. It's what "in". Yet Momma and Mimi keep trying to get me to eat, and then Sassy, my fatty sister, keeps eating my special dog food because she likes it better than her own.

*Sigh* The life of a dog is so hard.

Good Days

Well,  as a wise old dog once said, "We have our good days and our bad days." up, I'm getting a lot of those bad days recently. But, what can I do?

Momma and Mimi try to make me happy. Momma still gives me those horrible white hard dog food thingys, and Mimi still trys when ever she can to force food into me. I must say I like the thinner me. I thought old people, or dogs, who were thin were healthy. So not true. I'm old, and skinny, but as Mimi says "I'm far from healthy." I don't know why she says that, I feel good most days.

Either way, I've never seen Mimi work so hard to keep me happy. I like it. :)

The Sickness

Well I should have known that feeling so well this past week would come back and haunt me. Yup. Today I woke up, and all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. Yeah, what ever is wrong with me, it's causing me pain today. I'm really up in the mood to talk, Momma is giving me the vibe that I wont see her til tomorrow.

Momma and Me

So, once again Mimi has left me here to "go down the hill" what ever that means. I don't know why the make such a big deal over going down a hill. It's not that hard.

Any ways it's been me and momma these past couple of days. Momma says I'm doing good, though I still can't hold my bladder for dog bones. I eat only the yummy stuff that momma gives me. Sometimes it's like my mouth is the thing that's wrong with me and not my body. *Sigh*

It's still nice to have some "Momma and Me" time. I love spending time with my momma. She pets me, hugs me, and give me daily brushes that are to die-for! I could just lay and be brushed all day by momma. She knows how to do it. Yeah...