Hercules

This weekend, we had to say goodbye to one of our three family dogs, Hercules. (Yes, I have three. Because I'm crazy.) I adopted Hercules two years ago while Greg grumpily protested an additional dog to our family. I needed something to take care of. Something to rescue. I had lost Liam & our puppy, Grissom, within a few months of each other. Emotionally, I needed to be rescued, too. Hercules was my project...or so I thought. This graying, 9 year old, overweight dachsund ended up becoming Greg's little partner. He wanted nothing to do with me. Every evening, Herky would whine his tiny, pathetic, woe is me cry until Greg gave in & let him cuddle in his lap. It didn't take long for Herky to help Greg take down his wall & love him right up.

Sadly, Herky's age finally caught up with him. We knew when we adopted him that he would only be with us a few short years, but that didn't make it any easier to say goodbye. He was a part of our little family before we had Collin & he watched as it grew with Collin's arrival last Fall.

I hope he was happy with the last few years we gave him. I know he made our lives a little brighter for the short time we had him.

Cowboys & Dog Baths

I finally took down my Christmas decorations today. I love Christmas & hate having to officially end it. Besides, I put my decor up late, so it was only fair I leave it up late....right?

Collin decided he didn't want to help played with his toys instead. I let it slide...he is only one, after all. I guess I could let this one go....but he's definitely going to have to mop the floors tomorrow.

Greg...& Collin also gave our weenie dog, Hercules, a bath. His hair has been falling out in clumps for about a month now. I'm pretty sure he has canine hypothyroidism. He is really, really old & getting pretty bad. Lethargic, unable to keep a normal body temperature & he can barely make it out of the doggie door to pee anymore. Anyway, during his bath, nearly all of his hair was falling out. It was horrible & combined with his pained yelps each time Greg touched his exposed skin we cut the bath short. After speaking with our vet & having a long, long conversation, we have decided it's time to say goodbye & have an appointment on Sunday. Greg wanted one more weekend with him. This way, we can clog his arteries with people food, give him lots of extra treats & pay him the extra attention he deserves before he kicks the bucket.