

We had to say goodbye to Monarch today. She had a good day last week, but quickly went down hill. Her liver just couldn't figure out how to process the blood that was being forced through it... and it didn't look like it would. The Vet called at 4, so Jason, Brianne and I drove over to the vet office to say goodbye to the little girl. She was in good spirits and happy to see us, but we knew that it was time to let her go... she didn't even want a bite of a chicken strip.
So goodbye "Little One", "Little Mo", "Her Puppy Majesty" HPM-Monarch 5/17/08-10/20/08






I have a frankenpuppy in my house. She has staples down the entire length of her abdomen. So far she has only popped one. I think she did it when she tried to pounce on my hand. She hasn't tried to pounce again... but I am afraid that by Monday she will have forgotten that it hurts to pounce and I will have to watch her like a hawk so she doesn't pop any more stables.



