I’m just going to rip the bandage off, today.
Bixby died in his sleep yesterday after a very brief, but intense illness. As many of you may remember, he had an adverse reaction to (or overdose of) Maropitant citrate two years ago that left him paralyzed. He was amazing and willed himself to recover, but his health was never robust after that and I truly knew I was treasuring each day I got with him after that. He gave me seven great years and the best hugs.
I’m about as messed up as I have ever been right now, but I needed to let you know because you’ve been on the journey since he was a pup and I’m not going to want to talk about it the rest of the week. Just hunker down with Scout and grieve our loss.
Hug your critters for me today…
It’s been 100 degrees plus here and I’ve been gone for a week, so I did something I don’t normally do – I bought Bixby a birthday gift. He turned 7 yesterday. Feels like he was just a puppy a minute ago.
I figured I’d better post some photos since y’all have been asking:
I’ve been trimming up the lilacs and making a big pile of branches. The dogs think this is their own personal stash of sticks. Continue reading
Bixby seems to be officially a dad. Ducks arrived today and he has not left their side. He’s also chased away the cats and Scout from “his” ducks.
I think it’s gonna be a long few months…
I’ll have more deets and photos, video after they get settled.
The face he makes when I forget to give him a piece of my breakfast banana.
“You know I can smell banana on your breath”
Her third (how is that possible?). I would have totally forgotten, but I keep in touch with her brothers and sisters, so someone reminded me. Boy has that bear shrunk over the years (and the scarf, too).
Here she is with her big brother, he’s looking very serious (he hates having his photo taken) Continue reading
We’ve been traveling a lot the past few months and it has just worn them out. Been home a day and they are still snoozing away.
Hopefully, we’ll be able to take it easy for a few weeks.
I’m making Ropa Vieja tomorrow. Post a recipe later. Until then…
I ran across this while looking for a recipe. How was Scout ever this small and how sweet is Bixby?
She’ll be three in November. Time flies.