Mousse

Ok, I know some of you won't understand this, probably most of you. I just had one of the worst weekends of my life. As you all know, Kasha and Mousse were treated, and basically were my kids up until Jordan came along. I still feel as if they are, my love for them has not changed. It all started on Friday, I was at work and Danny called me. He said to me, that Ariane just called him to tell him that Mousse had been throwing up all morning, she would go outside and eat grass. Ok, I was worried, but not freaked out. Mousse has done this before. About 2 years ago, she did the exact same thing, I took her to the vet, they did xrays, and found something round. They kept her in a "hospital stay" for 4 hours, and did another xray. There was nothing there, and I got to take her home, only to give her a bland diet for a couple days, and slowly mix her regular food back in. I thought the same would happen this time. I was mistaken. Bryce took her to the Vet on Friday afternoon, she couldn't even hold down water. They took an xray, couldn't find anything, and said sometimes dogs just vomit. Gave her a shot to stop the vomiting, and sent her home with instructions that if she didn't start to get better, bring her back in the morning. I came home from work, and have never seen Mousse so Lethargic. Any of you who know her, know her as the very excitable, still like a puppy Mousse. She would lay on the dog bed, and just drool and stare at you. No wagging her tail, nothing. I was so worried about her. I would get up to check on her every couple of hours, and everytime, she was outside laying on the cold ground. I would call her back in the house, and try to get her to drink some water with no luck. Saturday morning, Bryce called the Vet, and let them know he was coming back in. Once he got there, they started some blood tests, and told him she had a bad infection and was very dehydrated. OK, I could deal with that. They were going to keep her for the weekend, and put her on an IV and antibiotics. Yes, it would cost $600 but, she was going to be ok, and I was happy. A couple hours after Bryce left, the vet Tracy called him, and told him Mousse had gotten much worse. Her potassium levels were extremely low, and despite the fact they were giving her the maximum potassium supplement they could, it was still dropping. Next step, Tracy wanted to do surgery to see if there were any blockages. We had about an hour to decide if it was financially feasable, and we wanted to. The main reason for wanting surgery, there are 3 principal reasons for low potassium levels. Vomiting, Diarhea and Intestinal Blockages. She had not vomited in almost 24 hours, and there wasn't anything in her body for diarhea to occur. Last resort. Bryce told me, it was my decision. I was not about to lose my dog for my birthday, so I told her to do the surgery, hoping, she would find her answer to what was wrong with Mousse. The call came just before 6:oo pm. They were done with surgery, and had found and removed 3 major blockages, plastic and cotton balls. (Damn dogs) We were told she would call us back when Mousse was in recovery, and could come and visit her. We did. She was still out, but I was able to sit with her, and talk to her for a few minutes, as I cried. Tracy told us that had we not done the surgery, she was sure Mousse would have been dead by Sunday morning. (Which also happened to be my birthday, wouldn't that have been a great birthday) Her potassium levels were back to normal but they needed to do a plasma transplant and keep her until minimum, Monday morning, but she would call us and keep us updated Sunday. She called us Sunday, and told us Mousse was up and using the bathroom, and running around. I was able to go pick her up Monday afternoon and bring her home. We have 4 different meds we are giving her twice a day for a week, and we have to keep an eye on her incision. That was the best late birthday present, to get my dog back, and back the way she was. Kasha was just as excited when Mousse walked in the door. I didn't take any pictures of her when she was so Lethargic, only because it would have depressed me far too much if those were the last pictures I took of her. But, here are some pictures of when she came home. And our invention to keep her from bugging the incision, since they forgot to send an E-collar with me. As far as the final price, lets put it this way, you really don't want to know.

A few pictures

Jordan is such a happy baby, most of the time. She loves her bouncer.

This picture is for you, Mom. No matter how hard you try to convince yourself otherwise, Jordan has BLUE eyes.

Jordan and Mousse sharing toys.

Jordan loves the dogs

and they love her too.

This is her playing in her little bouncer, I just had to get her cute expression.

We have started feeding her rice cereal. She absolutely loves it, and is pretty good about not pushing ALL of it out of her mouth.

Jordan fell asleep when we went to Cabela's with Grandpa, she woke up just long enough to adjust her arm, I had to get a picture.

This picture is from her first official day of snow, in her Elmo snow suit.

These are a pair of pajamas that Chari gave me for Jordan. I just had to show you the Boo on the butt, and the feet. Her nickname, so you all know, is Boo Boo.

So, some of these pictures are a little late, like the Halloween ones, but at least I am getting them on here. I know, Jordan looks more like a cow, but the costume was actually cat.

Superstar..Haterblockers...

Misty took this picture of Jordan with her glasses on. She told me that she got a comment about it saying because of the bubbles, she looks like she is overdosing on drugs, hence, the Superstar. She is starting out young. (Or, they could just be from her wonderful new game of raspberries.)

Photo Tag

This is a different kind of tag! So fun! Here's how to do it:
1. Go to your "My pictures" file

2. Click on the 4Th folder

3. Go to the 4Th picture and upload it
4. Tell about your picture
5. Then tag people (not required...but fun to see what other people come up with)

This is a picture of my Grandpa and me taken in May of 2006, about a year before he died. We had sort of a quick little family reunion in St George. And honestly, this is pretty much the only picture I have of the two of us together in the last couple years before he died. (Even though you can only see the front half of me.)

Jordan's new trick......

Raspberries. Last night, Jordan started doing raspberries. It is the cutest thing, and she makes an absolute mess of her face with slober. Now we have a fun little game to play together.

4 months old

Jordan had her 4 month mark on Monday. She can roll over, both back to front, and front to back. She can sit with some assistance, and she abolutely loves her little bouncer toy that she sort of stands in. She grabs at everything, and then everything goes straight into her mouth. And oh boy, if you eat in front of her, she doesn't take her eyes off you. She watches the food from plate to mouth, and grabs at the food and plate. She talks alot, and has even used a few syllables during her babbling. On Tuesday, we

had her 4 month checkup. She weighed in at 14.4 pounds and measured 24.5 inches. (porker, right?) He said everything looks good, and, if she doesn't seem satisfied after eating, we can even try some rice cereal. But, for now, that isn't a problem. So, at the 6 month checkup, he said they suggest you try it if you haven't already started. She got her vaccinations, and did so much better than that time. She was upset when they first poked her, but, was easily distracted by her squeaky crab she loves so much. She is starting to have daddy-daughter days. I have been working on Saturdays, and Bryce takes her for the day. I was a little nervous the first time, but he showed me that there is nothing to be worried about. He does great with her, and I hope some great bonding comes out of it for the two of them. It is so scary to think of how fast she is growing, next thing you know I will be telling you all to stay off the sidewalk because she is driving.

She is here.

So, Ariane is officially here, what is to be her home for now. I admire her, because I would be absolutely terrified to move to another country, where I don't really understand or speak the language, and have to rely on one person alone, who is for the most part, the only person you know in this completely new place. She does speak a tad bit of English, and she was so good to use what she does know at the airport. As it turns out, we chose to take her to not only a good ol' American joint, but more precisely a good ol' Utah joint. We picked Litza's pizza for our first lunch with our newest family member. It was fun, she tried Fry Sauce for the first time, seemed to like it. And, we laughed, even though it may have been delayed because we had to have our interpreter go between our conversations. She was so cute with Jordan, and even said she is glad she has all the kids to play with. (In our family, we really do have plenty of them for her.) I really do think I am going to love her, and I don't think it will take long. She is so cute, and it is so neat to finally be able to see the happiness first hand that she and Danny give each other. She must really love and trust him to put her life in his hands like she has. Braver woman than I could ever be.