3 months, where does the time go??

On March 4th, it was 3 months for Franklin.  Where does the time go?  I can remember the night before his surgery sitting down and thinking about all the things that we needed to do for him when he got home….  how to Tripawd the house…  how to make it easier for him to go outside, etc.  We are fortunate that our house has sliding glass doors from the two rooms to the deck and the deck is ground level so that there is no stairs for him to tackle.

And here I sit, 3 months later and everything is pretty well back to normal!  Franklin has an appointment with the Vet on March 16th for his rapies shots, etc.  Maggie will also go and get hers too.   I am going to ask the vet about Franklin’s hair.  It seems that where his surgery area is, and a little along his back, his hair has gone whispy and sparse.  Everywhere else on his body, his belly, his legs, has normal hair that is growing.  Just seems weird.

First I thought maybe he was allergic to the woollen sweater that I bought him to wear when we go for walks.  I sewed up the left leg on the sweater so it keeps his torso warm in the cold weather.  But if it was the sweater, then his hair on his belly and chest would be affected to.. no?

I also booked both pups for a spa day on March 26th.  Franklin gets shaved right down and he looks just so damn handsome!  All his spots jump out at you!  Maggie gets shaved down but I leave her ears long and some feathering on her legs.  She’s a litle self concious about going totally bald!

I am starting to feel a little guilty about not taking Franklin to the dog park anymore.  I know I am being selfish, but when you get so many dogs in there running around, I am afraid of him getting hurt.  and of course, he only has the one leg left on the front and if something happens to that.. well.. I don’t even want to think about it!  We have started to take him down to an enclosed in soccer field that backs onto the river instead.  He has Maggie to run along with and there is the ocassional other dog that joins in.  But it is no where near the amount of dogs that would be at the dog park.

I feel guilty because Franklin LOVED the dog park.  he was that type of dog that never really ran with other dogs.. but he would go around and check everyone out and say “hey. how ya doing?”  he’s walk in between people, he’d even come up from underneath the park bench if you were sitting on it.  He surprised a few people that way one day!  lol

I really should take him.. but… I would feel absolutely horrible if something did happen!  He loves his runs down at the field.. and he is happy as a pig in you know what when he gets back in the car..   Maybe in the spring.. when there is not so much ice and show on the ground and he will have a bit better traction, we might go.

On a sad note.. My sister runs a Last Chance Cat Ranch in Lethbridge, Alberta, Canada.  Her house burned to the ground yesterday and they lost many of their kitties in the blaze.  Most of her cats are elderly cats who don’t get adopted or who were left behind when someone moved.  She was not at home at the time, and they believe it was electrical.  My nephew was there and he was trying to save many cats but ended up with smoke inhalation.  I believe 16 cats were rescued.   There was a front page article in the Lethbridge Herald.

So very sad… to lose everything and fur babies too!  The community is pulling together and raising money, etc to help her out.  The response and love is overwhelming!  Some call her the crazy cat lady.. but that is ok.  She loves doing what she does..  she loves her animals more than people…. and some days I can relate totally!

Well, I’m going to go hug my puppers right now.. and say a little prayer for all those pussycats who are playing at Rainbow Bridge right now..   I hope they have had their fill of catnip and are lying in the sun!!

bark atcha later!

Author: Christine

I'm Canadian eh? living in Southwestern Ontario. My crew consists of my sweetie Fred, my son (25yrs) and my daughter (22yrs) as well as our 4 legged kids, Maggie (12yrs) and Wilson (1year). Franklin was my sweet boy who was diagnosed with osteosarcoma in September 2012. His leg was amputated on December 4, 2012. He was the cutest tripawd on this planet. He was happy every day. His tail was always wagging. Lung Mets took him from us on May 15, 2013. Rainbow bridge became a happier place with his arrival. We miss him terribly everyday. We lost our kitty in September 2012. Diesel, who was 18 1/2 years old when he passed at home, was (and still is) the Godfather. He is missed terribly by all. They are curled up together sleeping at the bridge under the stars, happy to be sleeping buddies again. View all posts by Christine