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{December 2, 2019}   R.I.P My Girl

 

This was probably one of the worst long holiday weekends we have had in a long time, maybe ever. Last Monday I had to take the dog to the emergency vet after my night job. I ended up leaving work at 11 that night to take her. She was having a lot of trouble getting up and moving around and fell and couldn’t get up. The kids got her in the house because she was outside. When I got there I tried to get her to get up and she wouldn’t or couldn’t. She would just move the front of her body around and try to drag or pull her back legs around. I put a blanket down to get her on to take her to the vet and she couldn’t get on it. She loves to ride but couldn’t even get up when I asked her if she wanted to go for a ride.

We finally got her on the blanket it and it took us a while to move her and get her into the car. We could hardly get her picked up. We could only get her a little piece and have to sit her down. When we got there they came out and got her on a stretcher. Once inside she got up and moved around for them some but still had problems and wasn’t to strong.

The vet came in and checked her out. He didn’t do x rays but really moved her legs around and checked her back and things really good. He seemed to think it was arthritis in her hips. We didn’t do x rays because she had problems a few years ago and they gave her meds and she was good in a few days and had not had problems since. They said in 3 to 4 days we should see an improvement.

By Friday she wasn’t doing better and the meds were not helping with pain for very long at all. She was needing it again well before time for her to have it again. I had pain meds they gave her before that she didn’t need all of so I called the drug store to see if she could take the two meds together and they said yes. I got home and told them to give her the pain med until I could call her vet and get her in the next morning.

I called them Saturday morning and they said they could get her in at 1. It took a bit to get her in the car again but she was more able to help us get her in there. We got there and she wouldn’t get out. I told oldest to go in and ask them to help us with her. While she was in there I finally got her to get out of the car. She wanted to walk all over but I got her to go in because I knew that she wasn’t going to walk around long or would fall down. I didn’t want her to get stuck outside. About the time we walked in they were coming from the back with a stretcher to get her in. They took us right into a room.

The tech came in and talked to us she said the vet would like xrays and blood work. We were fit in between appointments and late so it maybe a little bit before she could get in to see us but we could have this in the works and ready when she got in. I told them we would do the x ray but I wanted to talk to the doctor and wait for the blood work. By the time they got back to us the doctor came in with them. We talked and she took her to get the x rays. We really thought it was going to be her hips and she needed stronger medication.

They brought her back in and said her hips looked great, even for her age. Then they told us (oldest went with me) that it was her spine. They said it was getting narrow and it had arthritis in it and it was what was causing her to lose control and not be able to use her back legs. She said we could put her on stronger meds and pain meds and see how well we could manage it. But that it would not really improve her, she would most always need help getting up and getting around. They were talking about the stronger meds also would effect her organs and with her being older was more likely to happen and probably wouldn’t take long to. She also pointed out that the mass she has was kind of swollen and was at risk of busting open. She said she didn’t know if it was that way because she was just in heat and would go down or not. She said we would just have to watch it. She said that she would start to get pressure sores from not being able to move and things as well.

She didn’t just dump it all on us, she told me as I asked her questions and things. I just told her I was trying to figure out if the meds were going to help or just prolong things? That I didn’t want her to suffer but that I also didn’t want to rush to do anything if she had a chance of improving and doing alright if we just worked with her and gave her time.

She said that she felt at this time it would just be giving her quantity of life not quality. She told us we could take her home and come back later or another day to give us time and things. She said that honestly she felt it was time and that she felt she was ready. I told her I said I want to do what is best for her. I don’t want to take her home to just give us time and things when she is suffering. I just want to be sure we are doing the right thing. She said no she understood and answered all our questions and talked with us for a while. We decided it was best for her and that we needed go ahead and do it. We told the tech and she took her out and put the iv in. She said it would be a while before the vet could get to us she was in the other rooms seeing other animals. She asked if we would be ready when she was done or if we just wanted to leave her or let her know when we were ready. I told her we be okay let us know when the vet was ready.

My oldest decided she didn’t want to be there while they did it. I was fine with that. I have had to do this two other times and hate it but won’t just leave them alone while they do it and let them spend their last few minutes alone they been there so much for us.

In a little bit the tech and vet came back in. They had ice cream and cake or something on a plate for her. My oldest went out. She was on a big towel on the floor we were sitting on. They sat down on the floor with me and the dog. They gave her the plate of treats. She ate the cake up right away. Then she started on the ice cream. She ate a good amount of it. While she was eating it they gave her an injection to make her go to sleep as if they were going to do surgery on her. She went to sleep right away, they moved the plate over from her. She started to snore and was laying there so peacefully. Then the vet said she would give her the injection that would do it and it would be done with in just a minute or two. I told her okay. I sat there and pet her and held her head and they gave her the shot. In a minute she said it was done. I just cried we had cried the whole time we sat there petting her and talking to her. I looked at her and we all got up after a few minutes and I looked down at her. She looked like one of those huge stuffed animals that you see at the store. I just wanted to reach down grab her and cuddle her. I had to leave the room, I couldn’t sit there and see her like that.

We got home and I had to tell the kids she went to be with Sprite our dog that got hit a few years ago and passed. They are so upset. My Little Bitty said can we just get out of here and go do something? I don’t want to be in the house without her right now. The other kids all were upset as well.

My poor little Bitty cried and cried last night and all she has said since I told her is this is the worse time for this to happen. This is the worse day for this to happen. She needed to be here for Christmas, she was supposed to be here so she could see all the pretty Christmas stuff and lights and to get her gifts. Then she could go be with her and grandpa. I keep telling her that they are all together and happy watching over her. But she is still upset. It is understandable. I feel horrible for them.

We got her when my older two were 3 and 2. They picked her out when she was a few days old and brought her home at 8 weeks old, just a few days before Christmas. She been around pretty much all my kids lives. She loved them as much as they loved her. She has been apart of our family for 12 years. That is a long time and seems even longer for kids. I don’t know what breaks my heart more, wjat we had to do or for them to have to go through this again and with one they are so close to.

Little Bitty took her picture here and added to it as you can see.

Today Pops got to the shop late, it was after lunch. I told him I had to go over across the way to the vets a minute. It’s probably not even a quarter mile from our office now. When we move it will be even closer. But I ran over and picked up the paw print they made. I went in and told them what I was there for and everything. They went back and brought a little bag out. I didn’t even look in I went to leave. As I was walking across the parking lot back to the car I felt the bag and could tell there was more in it. About the that time it hit me. It was her collar and leash. Now I don’t know what to do with it. One thing the kids said was where is her collar? I told them I left it on her, left it with her. They said good we want it to stay with her. I was that way with my other dogs as well. I didn’t want their collars I felt they should be with them and one I had loved his collar he hated for you to take it off. He sit and wait for you to put it back on him.

So when I felt them in the bag today this oh no now what just came over me. My first thought was to throw them away but it just seems wrong to throw them away. I hate to take them home to the kids because I know it is going to upset them they wanted it to stay with her. Right now they are still in the bag with the print I have to figure out what to do with them before I go home tonight. If I had my truck I just toss them in one of the boxes or what and figure it out later but this car has no where to keep things. I wish I jad noticed inside I would of asked them to keep them. Just told them the kids wanted them to stay with her I didn’t want them to see them. I know I shhould just be the adult and get rid of them or what but I can’t and dont know what to do with them either. Getting rid of them feel like we just didn’t care or don’t care and that isn’t it at all. We just wanted them to stay with her and not to have them. There isn’t really anything we can do with them other than just have them laying around. I will probably just take them home and drop them in my trunk.



{September 5, 2018}   Pet Cemetery

I’m going to have to start refuring to my house as the pet Cemetery. I had to go beary another guinea pig today. As I am getting ready to go to the store and my interview and everything else I had to do, the older kids tell me another one died. One died about 9 months ago or so. I told them take the live one out put the cage outside until I could deal with it.

I had to take care of it after I got the kids from school. I had to tell Little Bitty her’s died. She didn’t seem bothered at all went on carrying on as always. Then dinner time I guess she really thought about it and it hit her. She got all upset. But after that she calmed down was okay.

We now have a dog, two pigs, two frogs in our yard. I should have made a spot in the back corner or somewhere an put them all but I didn’t. The dog we did she is in the front yard under my bedroom window under the tree. But the two pigs are just random spots in the backyard. I just wanted it done and over with. I don’t do dead animals.

I think my older son has the right idea about tortoise they live forever.



{April 28, 2017}   R.I.P. Sprite

This is what I woke up to every morning with her. This was her way of telling me she wanted to go outside now it was time to get up.

My Friend was here Friday night and Father of the year came to drop money off around 11 when he got off work. Me and Wanda went out for a little bit and didn’t do anything but end up back at home in no time. Me and her were sitting outside and he came out and was sitting. He got up and went inside to get something, when he did he pushed the door to but not closed. I didn’t think anything of it we do it all the time when the dogs are in their cage. I had sent the three older kids to bed and Little Bitty was laying on the couch all covered up watching tv.

In a minute my friend said the dogs they are out. I tried to grab them but couldn’t, I told Father of the year to get the leashes and got his truck key to get in the car and try to go catch them. Well I back out and am sitting in front of the house just before the 4 way stop. The Little dog I seen running in the yard across the street from us. Father of the year went over and was trying to catch her she was running around the yard. They ended up by the mail box next to the road. This car came up to turn we started yelling for them to stop and motion for them to stop. They came flying around the corner and when they did the dog was in the road. They hit her, stopped then took off and hit/drug her. I didn’t see it happen because it was to the side and behind my truck I was going the other direction. Father of the year started yelling and screaming at them and followed them. They went two streets up and went in side. The guy on the other corner from me called the police. We got the other dog and came home. Me and Wanda loaded the dog up and drove her to the animal hospital place that was open late. She seemed okay just a little trouble breathing but seemed like from shock probably. Everyone thought she was okay just scratched up and things. I just had a bad feeling about it all the way there.

We got there I took her out they took her back on a stretcher thing inside and to a room. They told me to wait in the waiting area they would look her over come get me let me know what they found what they felt needed to be done. In a little while they finally came in and got me and said they needed to do x rays to start with because they could not hear any lung sounds at all from her. They gave me a thing saying it would be between $300 and $420 for all that and bringing her in. They said it could be bruising on the lungs and she would need to rest or the chest area could be filling with air and they would have to tap the chest with a needle and take the air out. He seem to think that it would be one of the two things. I had to call my sister to see if we could borrow money because Father of the year had just enough to do x rays and things but I needed to know if I could get money to treat her once we knew what it was or figure out how to do that. She said yes and how much she could give me. I told them go ahead and do the x ray.

They came back in a little bit and showed us the x ray. It was much worse than he thought. She had a hernia her stomach was pushing into her lungs and giving them no room to move and it was shoving her heart over out of place where it should be. He said that it had to be fixed and would be $3000 to $4000 to do it. He said they couldn’t do it there and would have to call farther south of where we were to see if they had someone that could do it for me or wait until Monday to get it a hold of someone to see if they could do it. He said that my vet or one in the area may even try and do it for a little less just to try and save her life and save me some money if I didn’t have that to take her to a specialist. He then said he had not looked at kidneys, bladder, liver, intestines or anything like that. It would be more testing and that they would need to do it before hand and there was still no guarantee that they would not run into something worse wrong when they got in there that may not show on the test. They may or may not be able to fix at the time and would cost more. He said it had to be done she could not live that way (I knew that). He said he had never seen something so bad and never expected to see that when they took the x ray. He said he sure wished it was one of the other two things he thought it was because it would have been a lot simpler and cheaper and they just do it and it be done with, because they can do them there.

I had to tell them I had to put her to sleep because there was no way I could afford to do all she needed and not knowing if there was other things that needed to be taken care of. I felt horrible but I really couldn’t do anything more for her. I couldn’t let her suffer either. I called Father of the Year and told him what they said. I told him to just tell the kids she didn’t make it. I didn’t want them to feel bad that we couldn’t do more for her or anything like that. I told him to ask them did they want me to let the vet office to take care of her or did they want me to bring her home so that they could buried her. They said they wanted to bring her home and buried her.

I let them know they brought her into the room where I was and let me spend sometime with her. She laid down in the floor instead of on the blanket they brought in for her. I sat down with her she just kept looking up at me. I pet her and talked to her cried with her. I seen her eye and it was different too. She has a brown eye and a half brown half blue eye. Well the blue of the half blue eye was turning white like the white of her eye. I don’t know why but it wasn’t that way. I told the vet later when he came in that I noticed that. He said he didn’t know there could be something wrong in the brain from being hit. But not knowing her and the way her eyes were they seemed fine to him when he look but that yes something could be wrong if it wasn’t normal for her. I told him I didn’t want to know why or the details of why it may be happening so that was just what he said.

I spend I don’t know how long with her she looked like she was in more stress than she was when I took her in. She just layed down on her side and layed her head in my lap. They had put an iv in her leg before they brought her in. I sat there with her for a while. She just kept looking up at me like she knew. They tell you to just push the button when you are ready and things. I sat there forever I couldn’t push the button knowing what it meant and what was about to happen. After a long time and her seeming like it was getting harder for her to breath my friend finally pushed it for me. The vet came in ask if I wanted to lay her on the blanket i told him I tried that is where she went. I was okay with it she seem comfrable there and that was where she wanted to be. I told him I did not want to know what he was doing or what did what. I just wanted him to do it. I sat there and held her head in my lap like she been laying and put my head down. He started doing what he had to do. He started to tell me with the first shot what was going to happen or what it was for. I told him again I do not want to know anything I don’t want to know what is happening when. He said okay and just finished and in a minute or two he said it was done.

We went out they took her and put her in a bureral box and then brought her out to the truck and help put her in. We got home at 4 something in the morning and Father of the Year dug a place to bury her. I came in and talk to the big kids they had just laid down not long before I got home. The little kids were a sleep and had no clue what was going on. My oldest didn’t want to be out there when we done it. Big boy wanted to but was falling a sleep, I told him I would wake him but if he didn’t wake up I was not going to keep bothering him or forcing him to get up and that we would just do it. He said ok. When we were ready he was out and would not get up so we just done it. He was okay with it in the morning. Little Bitty was the first one up and went to look for her to see what the doctor said if she was okay. I told her she wasn’t here, she asked if she was still at the doctor being taken care of? I told her no, I told her she was hurt to bad and didn’t make it. She said she died? I told her yes and she said okay. She didn’t really say to much more about it. She said like grandpa and something about them coming back to see her when they were better. I told her yes like grandpa and that grandpa and Sprite were in heaven together now, but they wouldn’t be coming back just like we haven’t been able to see grandpa in a long time. She said okay. She only 4 she don’t really have the full grasp of it all.

My Big Guy got up next and she ran to tell him and was trying to tell him. I told her to please just wait and let me tell him in a minute when once he was out of bed. I sent her to play. Once he got down off the bunk and went to the bathroom I called him in and told him she didn’t make it and that we buried her in the front yard under my window by the tree over where she use to be and play with lizards. He got upset but was better than I thought.

The last week has been better than I expected, my Big Boy and Big Guy I think have taken it the worse. Big Boy is grouchy, short and snippy with everyone. My Big Guy cries at the drop of a hat and gets upset about everything even if he wouldn’t normally. I just keep trying to talk to them but they just say they are alright. I think they are still in shock i don’t know. I still can’t believe it, it seems so odd not having her here but not at the same time. I feel lost when I go to pet the other dog because she always came up and horned in and made sure she got her love too. And she was the one that woke me up every morning.

This was her big cheesy grin she would get because she was getting belly rubs. She loved for you to pet her and talk to her and she was so happy to get belly rubs.

Oh and the wonderful police we have they came said there was nothing they could do really but they were going to go talk to them. They went around there and came back and said they would not even answer the door to them. They knew it was a hit and run. They said sue them for the vet bills if we wanted too but it cost me more to take them to court and then the time and everything else involved when I don’t have either one with everything else. I seen them the other day and their car has a huge dent in it on the side I guess where Father of the Year hit it when they started trying to pull away and wouldn’t let him get her out. Because we never seen the dent in it before. He was scared he was going to go to jail when the cops came because of it but they ran after hitting her with her still under the car what did they expect was going to happen.



{December 13, 2013}   R.I.P. Hank AKA My Old Man
Hank not long after we got him. We let him taste a pickle.

Hank not long after we got him. We let him taste a pickle.

This is Hank he was the first dog we got a month or so after we closed on our house and moved in. He was 6 months old. We later got out bigger dog about 3 months later. Hank later became known as my little old man as I called him. All the kids who ever came to my house was scared to death of him. He would chase them around growling at them. I would have to make him stop.

When we moved I got a friend of mine to keep the dogs for me. She text and said he hadn’t eaten in a few days. I wasn’t worried then she told me he wasn’t coming out of the kennel either. I told her I would come see him the next day and check on him. She wasn’t home it was getting late. He wouldn’t eat for a day or two at home, figured he was just missing us and the kids. Later that night she called I missed it then she text me. I got a hold of her she said she just got home and he was dead in his kennel. She said he had had some blood when he went pee also and there was in the cage he had went to the bathroom when he passed I guess or before. He had had problems with his kidney’s but he had been fine. He had been extra moody the last few weeks and drinking more but he is just like that. Thinking he may have been having problems we didn’t realize. Most the time he has problems he wets himself but he hadn’t been doing that. I think they shut down. I felt horrible. Ex had to go over and buried him. I am glad it didn’t happen at home and the kids come in and find him. They took it hard but not to hard. My big girl cried big boy was upset but ok and baby boy don’t understand.

Crazy thing trying to lick his way outside through the window.

Crazy thing trying to lick his way outside through the window.

We were having a yard sale and I wouldn’t let him out with us because he would bark at everyone and scare the kids. Turned around and found this in the front window.

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He didn’t like to wear clothes unless it was cold and he liked his Santa outfit more than anything he had. The kids were so thrilled he would wear it.

We had Hank for just about 6 1/2 years he would have been 7 in January.

 

R.I.P. Hank 11/10/13 you are missed.



{September 24, 2013}   Sally & Angel

So after our poor big bunny got injured and we had to give him up I got to thinking the kids did really good with him and taking care of him and his cage. They even helped out more around the house it got them up and doing something besides tv. I decided I wanted to get them another pet but not a bunny this time. I wanted something a little more friendly and playful for them. We researched it and decided that guinea pig or ferret seemed like our best bet. The thing about these two animals are they do better together so you really should get two or more. But two is probably good enough. And you can get just one but it may need more attention from you.

The more I thought about the two and compared them to each other and the rabbit the more the ferret seemed like the better pick of the bunch. The rabbit and guinea pig you have all the bedding and things in the bottom of the cage to clean up they throw it every where. They use the bathroom in it and walk around in it all the time and it is being kicked out of the cage with the bedding. Even cleaning the cage twice a day it still just seemed like a lot to keep up with. I like that the ferrets you can just put a litter box in the cage give them a couple hammocks in there for them to sleep in food water and toys. Give them a towel or something like that also. I know they will get the little all in the cage and the food but I think it is easier to take a little broom or something and sweep it up. Or pull the tray out and wash it in the hose quick outside. I think that Ferrets are friendlier and more playful as well. I talked to the kids about it and had them do some research as well as to how to take care of each how to feed them what kind of cages toys and things like that they needed for each one. They decided that ferrets would be good also.

I decided to get my son one for his birthday that;’s in a few weeks. We have gotten one of our dogs from the shelter and the other we got from a friends litter of pups to keep them from going to the shelter. I decided I would try to find one that needed a new home instead of buying a “new” one or whatever you want to call it from the pet store. Everyone I found was gone by the time I found it even if it was just listed a hour or so before. I decided to put a ad on craigslist looking for one. I told my daughter I would get her one in January for her birthday if she wanted one. Unless I just found two together then I would take them both.

I posted my ad and it was there a little while and someone finally contacted me about two girls she had that are about 15 months old. I wanted them for this past Sunday because I was going to do the boys party then. It would be a week after the little ones a week before the older ones. But then I had three sick kids. But she sent me a text about a week or week and a half before. She said that she had a baby her son was in high school and her husband worked all the time so she wanted to give them to a home that would play with them and take care of them like they needed to be. she was the only one cleaning and taking care of them and she just couldn’t do it anymore. She sent me a picture of everything ferret1

I asked her about the cage they were in. I have everything that is needed to get one cage bedding toys everything because I found one someone had for sale that they only used a month. I grabbed it because it was a nice cage and all the stuff was a good deal. But she had the cage I told the kids I would buy them next year if they took really good care of them and we kept them. She said she didn’t want any money for them just a really good home and someone who knew about them and would play with them. My dad had them when we were growing up so I know some about them and have done a lot of research on them. I asked her about the cage. I told her I would be interested in it if she didn’t have other plans for it and wanted to sell it. She said she was going to try and just let it go with the ferrets because she felt they should stay in their “home” and things. She later text me back and said that her husband and son didn’t really want to get rid of them. She wanted to let it sit for a few days and talk to them about it some more. I told her that I didn’t really have to have them right a way I would like to get them the day of the party so to just let me know. I didn’t hear anymore back for a while. Then last Wednesday she contacted me and said if I wanted them they were going for sure so i could come get them. I took my son over with me to see them and pick them up. He fell in love with them as soon as he seen them. But then I couldn’t take them because the cage was bigger than I thought. i had to put both seats in the truck down and I had three of the kids with me I couldn’t do it. He got so upset and thought we weren’t getting them.

She held them and we went and picked them up Friday. I couldn’t get them until 730pm and then had to bring them home and take the cage all apart and clean it before I could bring it in. It was so dirty I don’t know the last time she cleaned it was. You can see the toys in the picture above where even dirty. Some of the stuff I took out got rid of and gave them other stuff it was so gross.  This is after we cleaned it and got it inside. My big dog watches them and tries to get them through the cage sometimes. I have to watch her trying to teach her she can’t eat them because she sure wants too.

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My little dog on the other hand is so scared of them it isn’t funny. He went to the temporary cage we had them in looked sniffed and ran behind my legs and peeked out around at them. If they are out or the door is open he will come up try to smell them and then run a way if they look at him or try to smell him.

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We haven’t been home as I had planed with helping my mom move but they are getting use to them. The one my daughter ended up with is feisty it will bite and hard. I know she is trying to play but I don’t think she was handled as much or they just haven’t been handled in a while. I am going to have to work with her so she is friendlier. But they are so cute and fun to watch in their cage when they play and things.

This is my oldest son’s her name is Sally. No idea where that name came from but hey ferret5He said he wanted a silver and black one and a boy. I got silver and black. Boy maybe next time.

This one is my oldest daughters her name is Angel ferret6

Sometimes they will sleep together. ferret3

If you don’t know Ferrets are related to the cat. They are much like kittens they love to play and you can train them to use a liter box. You can now buy ferret food for them but if you can’t find it in your area a very good brand of cat food high in protein can be used. They are meat eaters but can be given pellets and things if you start them on that and not meat.



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