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My Life

My Toothie

Next week I have to go to Dr Steve to get my toothie looked at..I will most likley be losing it..Mom is very scared and worried about me...

My girlfriends Maggie and Aggie have lit candles for me and all of my friends at the MOLBOL Are purraying for me...

My good friend Raggy Jude wrote a poem for me and sent it to Mom...


I was talking with Midnight about his toothie and his wonderful Dr. Steve and I put together this little poem... I hope you like it.

Dr. Steve my wonderful friend
to my toothie you will attend
I’m a little worried, I guess you know
but nevertheless to see you my friend, I shall go
Mom will give me lots of hugs, kisses & all her love
and prayers will shower me from above
We shall march right in, you and I
& everyone will see I’m such a handsome guy
Everything will go well Mom, just you wait and see
I’ll turn on the charm & have the ladies drooling over me.

Love, headbonkies and foot sniffs,

Raggy Jude

We Were Supposed to Grow Old Together Part 3

This is the final installment of our joint diary entries…

*D-Max continues*

Summer became fall and then the start of winter....I was feeling good…Mom changed our diet and started me on supplements...Midnight and I were happy together...Our bond growing stronger each day…Around Christmas time my other eye started to get an owie in it..I went to Dr Steve but this time it was different…When my other eye was removed it was tested and I had FIP and my immune system was very weak…I no longer felt like playing with Midnight..I slept most of the time on the Power supply where it was warm and Midnight would sleep on the chair watching over me...

By the middle of January 2005 I was very sick and spent my time on a heated pad on the floor in the living room where Midnight could sit with me and Mom could see me when she was working on her computer..She started sleeping on the floor with me…Mom and Midnight wanted me to stay longer and Mom tried everything she could think of to make me eat and gain my strength my strength back but I knew that my time with them was short…My mission on earth was accomplished..I had taught Mom unconditional love and compassion in the short 4.5 years with her…In the early morning hours of January 19, 2005 as I was drifting in and out of consciousness Mom and I had a long talk and I told her it was time to let me go to the meadow at Rainbow’s Bridge…She was sad but knew it was time for me to make the transition..Now all I had to do was explain to my brother Midnight that he was going to be the King of the house and how much Mom needed for him to stay healthy…I woke up and he sat on the floor with me and we had one last communication in our own unique way…He knew what was happening to me and he understood better than Mom did…We were supposed to grow old together……..

*Midnight finishes the story*

January 19, 2005…The day that forever changed my life…I had spent the night watching over my brother with Mom...I knew he was very sick but every time he got sick Mom took him to Dr Steve and he came home…This time it was going to be different...I knew it because he told me...He wanted to stay with me and we would grow old together but his body was frail and worn out…As Mom woke Pops up to tell him it was time we sat there and he explained to me that he was going to a place called Rainbow’s Bridge where his eye would be restored and he would be healthy and he would be welcomed by many who went before him to wait for the day that Mom and I would join him…

I was very sad knowing my brother and I would no longer be together in the sunbeams napping…He told me to be strong for Mom because she did not understand yet why he had to leave us so soon…Mom and Pops were crying as they cradled my brother one last time..We said our final Good Byes in our own unique way of communicating and I Waited for Mom to come home and cry into my fur…

My brother and I still share that special unique connection...Sometimes in the middle of the night he flies down on his hover cloud to visit us and we run up and down the stairs waking Mom up and he hops in bed to let her know he was here while I wait on the floor to get in bed with Mom till after he leaves…We always sleep well after he visits us…I miss having him here…We were supposed to grow old together…......

We Were Supposed to Grow Old Together Part 2

This is the second half of our diary entry that my brother and I wrote together

*D-Max continues*

We were very happy together brothers sharing a very special bond…We did everything together...I was the king of the house and Midnight the captain…We had our own unique way of communicating with each other...If I was having a treat and Midnight was sleeping upstairs I always made sure that he knew it and was not left out..We just knew where each other was and what they were doing…We shared everything but I always got the best sunbeams to lay in and the prime sleeping spots…..But I was not healthy and had to make many trips to visit Dr Steve first for shots and then acupuncture…

In February 2004 I got an owie in my left eye…Mom tried everything to save my eye and I kept going to different White Coats…Each time I came home Midnight was there to greet me and groom me comforting me until the owie got really bad and I was in pain unable to play with my brother…In May Mom made the first hard decision of her life and decided to have Dr Steve remove my eye to take the owie away…On May 11, 2004 I was on the bed with Midnight and Mom came and talked to us both and told me I was going to see Dr Steve and spend the day with him and I would not have my sore eye when I came home…Midnight and I said good bye and I told him that I would be home soon and we would be chasing each other up and down the stairs again real soon and we would be together…I rested on the 10 minute car ride and tried to reassure Mom that I would be ok with one eye but I could see her crying as she left Dr Steve’s office…

*Midnight continues*

I will never forget that first time Mom came home without my brother she was crying and picked me up and we sat on the chair waiting for the phone to ring to tell us that my brother had gotten through his surgery…Around noon Dr Steve called and said that my brother was doing fine…He had his owie removed and the Vet Techs were taking good care of him and spoiling him (everyone loved my brother)…He would be coming home to recuperate later in the evening…I was so happy…

D-Max was home!!! And the next day he was feeling so much better…My brother and I were once again cuddling and playing together…Having one eye did not slow him down one bit..We chased each other up and down the stairs and he was still the King of the house…We spent the summer playing, eating, grooming each other and many hours in our window seat in the sunbeams watching the birdies and buggies flying by our window..Life was great that summer…We were together just like we were supposed to be…..

To be continued…..