He has loving eyes, a wet nose, and a tail that moves like a dune buggy antenna…
Yep, that our new dog.
Any dog can give you love, but there's something about a RESCUED dog that's very different.
His eyes emit a gratefulness that can never be put into words. His love is completely unconditional. He nuzzles our hands even when there's no food in them. He silently sits next to us and offers strength when we're having a bad day. He loyally lays at the foot of our bed protecting "his" family.
In a matter of weeks
this big ole' sweetie has
totally stolen our hearts and has proven to be the
best friend Bryant could ever have.
And in saying all that, the fact that
he's been sick since the day we got him home has weighed heavily on us...
both financially and emotionally.
Yesterday we took our 2
nd emergency trip to the
Veterinary Hospital/Clinic. I've always thought I was one of those people who wouldn't put
alot of money into "saving" a pet. Honestly, I've never been able to understand why someone would spend thousands of dollars to keep a pet alive.
Well, I guess I was wrong... I do understand. I can't turn my back. I am HAPPILY paying to get our dog well and keep him alive.
Here he is on the way to the Vet. Hospital last night. Our 'Big Sweetie' was choking, throwing up and having an overall hard time breathing. He hadn't eaten more than 3 bowls of dog food since we adopted him.
He had to be quarantined and brought in through the back door of the hospital/clinic!
Apparently he has a super contagious respiratory bacteria which is closing off his airway. His cough is affecting his throat which is causing him to choke and throw up. He's unable to eat because of his throat (which the vet said is good because otherwise he would aspirate). Poor guys has lost almost 10 pounds in 2 weeks.
Here he is- so scared to be on the examination table (not to mention he had a thermometer up his butt!)
He was given an I.V., 2 injections of antibiotics, 1 injection of a pain medication, 1 injection of a cough medication and sent home with 5 prescriptions!
He gets his medication four times a day. He has to take it with food (so that his stomach isn't upset)... we give it to him in bread and peanut butter.
Here's "the gold"... these prescriptions cost more than what I spent on groceries each month!
So, I guess I would ask you to please pray for our dog...
our Big ole' Sweetie.
Pray for the 4th member of family who has taught us so much in the last 2 weeks. He's taught us to...
• Make a big fuss greeting loved ones when they come home.
• Always take the opportunity to go for a joyride just for the fun of it.
• Allow the fresh air and wind in your face to become pure ecstasy.
• Let others know when they have invaded your territory.
• Take lots of naps and always stretch before getting back up.
• Run, romp and play daily just for fun.
• Thrive on attention and like it when people touch you.
• Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
• Stop and lie on your back in the grass on warm, sunny days.
• Drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree on hot days.
• Show happiness by dancing around and wagging your entire body.
• There’s no need to pout — just run right back and make friends.
• A long walk is a simple thing to take joy in.
• Eating with gusto and enthusiasm is OK.
• Being loyal is of great importance.
• You should never pretend to be something you are not.
• If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
• When someone else is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and show them you care.
Dogs really are a man's best friend!
PS: If you're wondering why I never call the dog by a name it's because he has about 5. Poor thing is probably going to have multiple personalities from all the names we call him. We're still trying to narrow down a name (he responds to anything... but mostly to anything Bryant calls him... and Bryant calls him "Big ole' Sweetie.")
The general public thinks these people are just slobs or lazy, but actually most of the time they hoard because they don't want to waste things... or they want to make the right decision about an item (to keep it or throw it away) but they can't figure out the answer. The person fills up with anxiety to the point that it becomes overwhelming to make a decision and thus they "just keep it." 
A visit to a Cabela's store is a retail experience, a museum experience and a destination experience, all rolled into one! Zac was like a kid in a candy store!
