My dearest boys

 

When I get onto you for things like not saying goodnight to me because you’re still a little sour I wouldn’t let you do something you wanted it’s NOT because I am hurt. Don’t get me wrong I love goodnights and hugs but I’ll get over it. I know it’s a passing frustration. But the reason I tell you to do it anyways is so that when you’re in a relationship with your forever love you don’t do that to them.  I want you to get past it and over a small disappointment or disagreement you will have with people you love.  It’s inevitable. Always tell them anyways. Be good men and let the small things go.  Love. Choose love. 

Last birthday of the year for the kids…

 And it’s Chelsi. Happy 18th sweet girl. From premie baby under 4 pounds and considered special needs to a high school senior applying to nursing schools. You all are growing up too fast but I love everyone of you so much. 

Cousins helping her find her money gift. Lol. They had a great time. 

My baby boy

 

He went from this pudgy little baby boy we didn’t even know existed across the world to this amazing, sweet, smart young man we had the pleasure to raise. Happiest 15th birthday to my baby boy.  We love you beyond words and measure. 

Sad brownies

 These are the sad brownies my daughter made me. She made them while I was sitting with Ryder a couple of nights ago. She made them because she sad she felt like I needed some comfort food and sad brownies sounded right for all the crying she saw me doing over the past week. I did need them and I appreciate them. These are sweet gestures in life. I will miss Ryder. 

 

We said goodbye to one of our sweet boys.  He went peacefully and after lots of love and goodbyes from all of us. Our little “crackhead” can walk again where he is and has no more pain. We love you Ryder. No more tears. 

Limited time left with us

 He was supposed to show improvement by today.  

He’s not. 

He has no control of bladder at all. So we have to often wash him down so he doesn’t sit in it for too long.  He’s an outside dog so this is hard on him to just be in a kennel.  He still has no feeling in between his toes or anywhere in his back legs. He won’t smile. Yes, he was one of those dogs that had a creepy smile when he was happy.  He barely looks at us but is starting to a little more. Like he knows we’re doing the best we can to take care of him and keep him comfortable until we make the decision.  We’re tentatively thinking Tuesday. We don’t know if we’re being selfish by keeping him or being hopeful.  Probably a little selfish.  

Today though. We were able to get him outside for fresh air. The air temps are in the upper 70s so we gave him his bath outside and then got him over to the kayaks to lie down. This was always one of his favorite spots. We thought maybe he could just enjoy the last couple days at worst and at best maybe it would make him feel a little better. 

I turned on a Spotify playlist for him for when he is in the garage resting so he’s not in silence.  He seemed to like the music. He gets plenty of rest but I guess it was too late on the meds so he’s not recovering. 

My heart breaks every night when I talk to him before my shower and bed. He’s a very sweet dog that is just sad and miserable now.  He just lies there and tries to sleep. 

Here’s the past couple of days with the baby. 

So this is Ryder on day 1

 Apparently daschunds and beagles are proned to slipped discs. Beagles less so. We have our 12 year old mini beagle and then we have our mixed with beagle that’s only about 5 or 6.  And yep that’s the dog it happens to. He’s always been super hyper. Our second oldest calls him a crackhead because of how crazy he behaves running and jumping everywhere. He CANNOT sit still. 

But now he is. This was him yesterday morning. 

The night before he was walking a little funny so we wondered if somehow he was hit by a car.  We got him into a vet yesterday and she said she the X-ray looks like a mild slipped disc. They kept him overnight because he couldn’t walk by yesterday morning. They were giving him iv steroids and lots of painkillers so he would rest. But this morning he woke up very scared and agitated so they had us actually get him out of the kennel so he would calm down. He thought we’d left him and he calmed when we walked in. 

This was him before we left him yesterday morning. 

He’s not any better today.  Almost worse. He doesn’t or can’t sit up like this any longer.  We got him home about 10 this morning and gave him a bath in his crate after we gave him his meds. He urinates and poops on himself since he can’t move. Today he’s really not eating or drinking much at all. We get his meds down with peanut butter that I put each pill in and stick each glob in his mouth so he can’t spit it out. Tonight she said we could double his pain meds and nerve pain meds so we did that.  I finally got him to rest by putting a balled up sheet under his head and rubbing his chest. I don’t think he can just lay his head all the way to the ground. It must hurt because he had his chest and head pushed up all day. That has to be exhausting. 

If he’s not markedly better in several days we will have to make a choice for him.  Especially if he refuses to eat.  I have cried several times over the past couple of days because we kept thinking this was it.  The thought of how miserable he is makes me so sad.  Time will tell if the steroids and rest work or  not.

Here he is before I left him for the night  finally starting to rest.