Our New Addition

Loosing Scooby was pretty hard. I miss him every day. He was always my "Dr. Phil" buddy. He'd curl up next to me every day for our daily dose! It's hard not calling his name. One of the toughest things we experienced was when someone would be at the door. Scoob took his job of guarding the house very seriously. Anyone at the door would be greeted by intense barking. He sounded scarier than he was.  In fact he'd get just as mad at anyone leaving the house.  After he was gone, the first time there was a knock at the door we almost jumped into our routine. Someone always had to sit with him to make him relax. It was weird answering the door without the Scooby Routine.

Now, several weeks later we have a new addition. Things still will not be the same without Scooby, but he will forever be a part of us.  We started searching for dogs at different shelters. At the last one we went, we planned for a younger dog, but we soon fell in love with Colt.

Colt is a 7 year old Jack Russel Terrier. He is energetic, well trained,  and loves people.  Since he's come home with us we discovered that he is a great jumper (he even cleared a half stone wall), he loves car rides and he can dig ( He thinks that is what our harvested garden is for.)

This new addition is a joy to have. He loves his family. He likes to play Catch and Tug-of-War. His energy sort of forces you to be energetic too, which is always something I find myself lacking. I have a feeling there is going to be some interesting stories featuring this guy.

So while I still miss my Scooby boy, I'm glad our family met Colt. In his own way he is helping us to continue to heal from the loss. But even better for him, he found a forever home with us.

Missing Scooby

Well when it rains, it pours, I guess.  Our 10 year old Rat-Cha mix started having some medical problems a few weeks ago. I thought it was just an eye infection and it turned out he had a detached retina. It had also caused blindness. While he was being treated for his eye, I had hoped the blindness would improve. He was actually getting pretty good at listening to my verbal cues of "up!" and "down," when approaching the steps.




After a week he went for a follow up and the doctor decided to treat him for high blood pressure since a detached retina and blindness is caused by high blood pressure. However, he had not improved over the next week. He had gotten slower and groaned often. If he had to go more than a half a block, he would need to be carried. He also lost interest in his food (including snacks! Our Scooby never, ever misses a snack)

I had a feeling this next visit to the vet would be a difficult one. The one thing I wasn't expecting was a diagnosis of Lymphoma. Every single lymph node on his body had become enlarged. We were told he could see an oncologist or get steroid treatments there, however these were not cures.

After discussing all the options, we opted for Euthanasia. It was very hard to do and there really are no words for the torment we went through that evening.

The vet was extremely caring and supportive. They made the process easier for Scooby and were always displaying respect and courtesy.

They sedated him first and placed him in a soft, fluffy, comfortable doggy bed. We laid his favorite stuffed toy (the purple platypus) under his paw as he was often found snuggling with this toy when he thought we weren't watching.

He passed calmly and without incident on November 2. Though it has been just about a week later, it is still difficult to come to terms with. He has been an intregal part of the family since my current senior in highschool was in second grade. In fact I wasn't even ready to blog about this until this evening.  I know he is in a better place now and no longer suffering. However, I will still miss him terribly until that day we meet again over the "Rainbow Bridge".