| January 2 is the 1 Year Anniversary of us losing my sweet baby Simba. Thirteen things about my beloved Simba that Mitchypoo misses.
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The title today comes from my reading today in At Knit's End, Meditations for Women who Knit Too Much by Stephanie Pearl-McPhee. I haven't received my affirmation calendar by Louise Hay because I gave my copy away and had to order another one. So for now I'll use these subjects for my Title.
Happy New Year to you!! I hope you all rang in the New Year in a pleasant way and I wish you he healthiest and blessed 2008! I went to Jul's for the evening and we had a fab time! We had a 4 bone prime rib, cooked to perfection by my Mamacita, Jul's famous garlic bread, broccoli and cauliflower salad, shrimp and crab rangoon, hot links in bbq sauce and a green salad. We also had a nice bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon with dinner and hors d'oeuvres and then we had champagne for the evening. I indulged but I still did OK. I spent the night and didn't have to worry about getting home sagely. We had fireworks about 10 p.m. which was fun. We didn't make it into the hot tub because the heater was on the fritz, but that was OK. It was fun.
I have been doing a group on Ravelry that has steadily grown and we're up to almost 1200 people! It's a great group and a lot of fun. I also started another group just recently called Sock Log. I got the idea because 2008 is the Year of the Sock for me. It's becoming a great group and filled with sock goodness. If you are on Ravelry, please come join us. If you are still waiting, please don't give up, Ravelry is worth the wait.
Today is the 1 yr. Anniversary of the passing of my beloved Simba. I still miss her. Hard to believe it's been a whole year without my love. You can read here about her if you like. What a special dog she was. I only hope she is happy in doggy heaven, chasing squirrels up trees, prancing in the snow and getting snow on her nose.
Happy New Year to you!! I hope you all rang in the New Year in a pleasant way and I wish you he healthiest and blessed 2008! I went to Jul's for the evening and we had a fab time! We had a 4 bone prime rib, cooked to perfection by my Mamacita, Jul's famous garlic bread, broccoli and cauliflower salad, shrimp and crab rangoon, hot links in bbq sauce and a green salad. We also had a nice bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon with dinner and hors d'oeuvres and then we had champagne for the evening. I indulged but I still did OK. I spent the night and didn't have to worry about getting home sagely. We had fireworks about 10 p.m. which was fun. We didn't make it into the hot tub because the heater was on the fritz, but that was OK. It was fun.
I have been doing a group on Ravelry that has steadily grown and we're up to almost 1200 people! It's a great group and a lot of fun. I also started another group just recently called Sock Log. I got the idea because 2008 is the Year of the Sock for me. It's becoming a great group and filled with sock goodness. If you are on Ravelry, please come join us. If you are still waiting, please don't give up, Ravelry is worth the wait.
Today is the 1 yr. Anniversary of the passing of my beloved Simba. I still miss her. Hard to believe it's been a whole year without my love. You can read here about her if you like. What a special dog she was. I only hope she is happy in doggy heaven, chasing squirrels up trees, prancing in the snow and getting snow on her nose.
It hasn't been a week yet without my sweet Simba. We all miss her a lot including the cat Tom. He was kind of whiny for about 3 days and needy. He'd be all over us when we got home from work and meowing but we couldn't figure out why. I think he was trying to say, "Where have you been all day and where is Simba cuz it's lonely around here. And who am I going to antagonize now, huh?..." He's getting better. I have found myself looking for her still, it seems quiet or I forget and go look for her in my room.
I want to say a huge thank you to Stacie, Tori, Tiffany, Bron, Michele (cool name ;) !), Ericah, Rebekah, Mammy, Susann, Paul and Ranger, Christine, Li, Jul, Mom, Sandy, Dock, Cecil and Zen Living people for all the caring thoughts and words. It was probably one of the worst weeks of my life and it was really sweet how you all were there for me and my family during the loss. We even got a sympathy card from the Veterinarian. I'm thankful to them too because they were so wonderful to me and Mamacita and Simba, they handled it so well and I'm a new and loyal client from now on.
This weekend I wanted to get out a bit so we got up earlier and saw a matinee Saturday of the movie 'The Queen'. Mom has wanted to see it for a while and there are only a couple theaters showing it around us so we went to an unfamiliar theatre. The movie was really pretty good, Helen Mirran did a great job although I heard she does not particularly like being able to resemble the Queen so well. The movie painted Charles in a much better light than I imagined. I enjoyed knowing more history of the Queen. Mamacita and Gary liked it a lot. Then we went to have some lunch and to Trader Joe's and then to visit Dad at the Cemetery. The Armed Services were suppose to have put his gravestone on, but they did not and we had a hard time finding his plot. We actually weren't sure where it was so we took the flowers home and now we have to ask the Mortuary where the gravestone is.
Today we were out early today too because my brother had to have his hearing checked at his care facility early. That didn't take long, so we went shopping at a mall and had some coffee and then came home for lunch. I'm pooped, I didn't get my nap in this weekend. I may just go do that now.
I got a VK today at the bookstore and there is a scarf in there I HAVE to make. Inspiration. It's in the holiday edition and I can't wait to show you a finished scarf.
I want to say a huge thank you to Stacie, Tori, Tiffany, Bron, Michele (cool name ;) !), Ericah, Rebekah, Mammy, Susann, Paul and Ranger, Christine, Li, Jul, Mom, Sandy, Dock, Cecil and Zen Living people for all the caring thoughts and words. It was probably one of the worst weeks of my life and it was really sweet how you all were there for me and my family during the loss. We even got a sympathy card from the Veterinarian. I'm thankful to them too because they were so wonderful to me and Mamacita and Simba, they handled it so well and I'm a new and loyal client from now on.
This weekend I wanted to get out a bit so we got up earlier and saw a matinee Saturday of the movie 'The Queen'. Mom has wanted to see it for a while and there are only a couple theaters showing it around us so we went to an unfamiliar theatre. The movie was really pretty good, Helen Mirran did a great job although I heard she does not particularly like being able to resemble the Queen so well. The movie painted Charles in a much better light than I imagined. I enjoyed knowing more history of the Queen. Mamacita and Gary liked it a lot. Then we went to have some lunch and to Trader Joe's and then to visit Dad at the Cemetery. The Armed Services were suppose to have put his gravestone on, but they did not and we had a hard time finding his plot. We actually weren't sure where it was so we took the flowers home and now we have to ask the Mortuary where the gravestone is.
Today we were out early today too because my brother had to have his hearing checked at his care facility early. That didn't take long, so we went shopping at a mall and had some coffee and then came home for lunch. I'm pooped, I didn't get my nap in this weekend. I may just go do that now.
I got a VK today at the bookstore and there is a scarf in there I HAVE to make. Inspiration. It's in the holiday edition and I can't wait to show you a finished scarf.
My baby, happy with Momma.
This was New Years Eve or New Years Day.
Simba and I posing for a Christmas Card in 1997 or 1998.
Simba and her baby pig.
Simba at Christmas 2006.
This was New Years Eve or New Years Day.
Simba and I posing for a Christmas Card in 1997 or 1998.
Simba and her baby pig.
Simba at Christmas 2006.
My sweet Simba Lou is gone, she's with the angels. I had to put her down this afternoon. She had her blood work and she was a very sick girl. She had a bad infection, not sure where but her white blood cells were soaring, she had major problems with her kidneys, liver and pancreas. And she had low albumen which is a part of her blood and was not letting her hold onto liquid. Her kidneys were the worst off and there was intensive fluid treatment they could do but they were not sure she'd come back from it and she'd have to always have kidney treatments. I just could not do it to her. She was 14.5 years old and lab crosses have a life expectancy from 11-15 years . The poor girl was down to 40 lbs. when normally she's 55-60, i was shocked to see she lost so much weight. And she had lost muscle mass as well. It was a very difficult decision but i didn't want her to suffer. My poor girl. I went right after work and my mom was already there with her. I just held her and then they let me hold her until she was gone. I'm having her cremated and I will keep her with me somehow. I'm so grateful to my friend Jul who was totally there for me and watched her this a.m. and took her in for me so Simba wouldn't have to be alone and my dear sweet Mamacita, she was there for Simba's final moments. She was so much more than a dog to me. I don't know how I'll function without her.
I raised Simba from 3 days old...she was abandoned and I had the good fortune to get her while living in OR and being married. I was working out of my home at the time and was able to take the time to be up with her all night, every couple hours to feed her queens milk from a baby cat bottle. She soon graduated to a regular baby nipple and she was a chomper. She came to me on her 3rd day with closed eyes and ears and a tail cut off by a razor blade and infected. She was one of 12 puppies and her mom was a full bred rottweiler and had a huge head. She had 12 puppies and they were all rotti except for my Simba. I knew she was the best one. She was so tiny and she was truly my baby. She was about the size of my palm. I took her to the vet and she instructed me how to keep her alive with the queen's milk formula and by teaching her to potty by taking a warm wet cottonball and stimulating her to go potty. The mom licks them to make them go, otherwise they do not know how and will die. When she opened her eyes, she saw me. Mom. I would feed her and then i actually had to burp her and to her dying day she sometimes would eat and come by me and want me to pat her back and she would burp.
She was my baby. She got me through my divorce. She protected me before our divorce. When stupid and I would argue, she'd get right in the middle of us, sometimes kind of cry and make us pay attention to her. She was my protector. She is in my divorce because I had to fight to take her. She is mine and he had visiting rights...but he never exercised them, not once. She was my confidante and she always was there to comfort me. She was my Mamacita's Granddog. That's what she called her. When she showed up today she said, I am Simba's Grandma and they didn't laugh at her. I held her to her last breath and she knew somehow that she was loved.
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I'm kind of in panic mode because my poor Simba is really ill. I'm so worried about her. She wasn't feeling well Christmas day and threw up some food that she couldn't digest. We fed her rice and hamburger for a couple days and she was pretty much back to normal. Even being a little spunky Thursday night and jumping around... I've been really sick and didn't make it to work Friday so I didn't feed her in the a.m like usual. She threw up again early afternoon and then seemed to be lethargic and just layed on her bed and would not move. So I got her to the vets and they were worried about her but she didn't require emergency care. The vet seemed to think that she overdid it the day before and that she's having some arthritis. She's lost some muscle mass on her back end. So they gave her 2 shots, one for her tummy and one that is an anti-inflammatory. On the way home she finally picked up her head and panted a little, I took it as a good sign. This a.m. she was up and walking around but kind of mopey. I sat in the chair with her for awhile, gave her her medication and then i have to wait 30 minutes and give her another pill and food. She won't eat. She ate part of a cheese slice that I had the medication in but spit it out. And then awhile ago, she threw up again... She's drinking water but I'm so worried. My poor baby. She's 14 years old, going to be 15 in July and so I do worry.
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