Memory Lane

I was looking for the 'play-dough' post for my previous blog and stumbled down memory lane with my posts. I love looking back on my ramblings and the kids do too!!  Thought I would share some of my favorites....

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/10/dog-rescue-back-in-full-force.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-13.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-13_24.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2009/01/wordless-wednesday.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2009/01/mommys-helpernot.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/08/monarch.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/08/gifted.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-never.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/07/doo-doo-dooo-dooo-doooooo.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-wrong-with-this-picture.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/06/turning-into-hulk.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2008/02/everyone-needs-some-love-in-bed.html

http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2007/10/can-i-have-chocolate-milk-now.html

Another nasal post....

Yep, for my loyal blog readers, you may recall 2 years ago when our daughter shoved playdough in her nose...let's just say our now 4 year old has outgrown that nonsense and our 2 year old has grown into that nonsense!! Tic-Tac anyone??

For those that don't know what I am referencing...
http://lovingconfusion.blogspot.com/2009/01/video-of-playdough-up-nose.html



An ER visit and suction cup later, she is breathing well and the 'orange' discharge has subsided!!








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2nd Opinion

Chino, our sick pup IS GOING TO LIVE!!! Our dear vet at Roscoe Village Animal Hospital examined and diagnosed her
with Evan's Syndrome. While she is still sick, she is on the road to recovery for now and will hopefully go into remission!! While this is in no way a 'good' diagnosis, it's waaaaaaay better than the diagnosis last weekend. She will continue on her meds for now, which have kept her thriving/improving the last few days.

In regard to my previous post, good to know my dad will be there when we need him at the 'rainbow bridge' - he never did let us down!!

Looking for a vet in Chicago? Roscoe Village Animal Hospital

















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Life with dogs

We have been blessed with three wonderful rescue dogs. They have had healthy, happy lives and they have been wonderful 'children' to us and fabulous 'siblings' to the two-legged kids.

Our pit mix, Chino, has been losing some weight and after some extensive blood work, we were told she is severely anemic with a very low blood cell count and not going to make it. She's not suffering right now and seems to be enjoying life despite the diagnosis. She is on several meds for ten days. We are getting a second opinion by our dear vet we used to see in the city. We trust him and respect his final diagnosis.

Anyway, when we got the 'call' yesterday morning, I laid near Chino and cried. I was telling her she could go to the 'Rainbow Bridge' whenever she felt she needed to go. I know, I know, corny but whatever she's my girl. If you don't know the poem 'Rainbow Bridge,' it's a poem about losing beloved pets. Anyway, I said 'please Dad, send me a sign that you will be waiting when Chino passes over. The moment was soon over and we went into the family room. Not an hour later, this reflection was on our wall. I have never seen it before but it looks like a 'rainbow bridge' to me.



I told Chino to 'jump up' and the 'rainbow bridge' was directly over her head.





We are praying for the best and preparing for the worst. Whatever happens, I know my late dad will be there with open arms waiting for his grand-dogs when the time comes.


As a side note, while I was whispering sweet nothings into Chino's ear, I also said, 'it's okay if you die Chino, we love you and don't want you to suffer.' Unbeknownst to me, our two year old was behind me and said, 'no you can't - no you can't die!' So sweet and so sad.
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Ring around the WHAT??

The girls were singing 'Ring Around the Rosy' and spinning around laughing. Suddenly A stopped and said, 'I know what we are singing about - pooping - because the song says 'asses - asses' we all fall down.'




Love her and her thinking!!


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Two Years Later...

“The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.” ~Unknown~






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For the Love of Animals??

Last night my husband and I were going to bed and while our parrot was talking in the other room, our old shepard breathed heavily at our bedside, our pit mix (that is having seizures) cuddled close between us, and our rat terrier growled because I extended my foot into his territory IN OUR BED, we had to laugh...our bedroom has turned into a zoo...at least our 'two legged' kids sleep in their own beds now!!