January 25, 2006
Geisha opened her eyes today and Abbey is on her way. My foster mom picked up Geisha and fell in love with her eyes. My foster mom says she feels privileged to be the first person that Geisha saw. I didn't tell my foster mom that just cause Geisha's eyes are open that doesn't mean she can really see, yet.Okay, this is pretty exciting. Guess what? Someone wants me! Yup! ME! Someone put in an 'application' and maybe they will become my family. A family of my own! Imagine! Oh, how exciting. I am not supposed to get excited, yet, tho. See, the family has a cat. If I don't get along with cats I can't live there. I may be going for a visit to the house just to see if the cat and I like each other. I hope so! Of course, I can not go live there until my babes are ready but how nice to think that I may have a real home of my own.
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January 26, 2006
I got very sick early this morning (Pyometra). I had to go to the hospital. They kept me there all day and gave me fluids and antibiotics. I was very distraught but I feel alot better now that I have some meds in me and I am home where I am supposed to be! As soon as I got home I rolled around on the rug.... ahhhh, love that doggy smell!
Once I am spayed I will never have to worry about this happening again.
The vet is going to call my foster mom in the morning to see how I did during the night. I will go see the vet again on Saturday, just to be sure all is well. I hope they don't keep me again. I loved seeing all the people, I just loved that part. But I missed being home with my family.
While I was gone, my babies were fed by my foster mom and foster grandma. They were SO happy to see me come home to take over the job!
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January 28, 2006
I went to the vet again early this morning to be sure I am doing okay. I am. I am eating and walking and loving people. I met some kittens while at the vets office. They are 'homeless' and they sit in a cage together all day. They stuck their paws out to me - but I could not offer them a home, I don't have one either! They did not even have a string to play with. My babes are all staggering around, silly little tykes. They have a box with openings in it, in their pen with them. My foster mom said that she has to put different things in with them for them to do and play with so that they are well adjusted. As if my angels need any help being well-adjusted! I don't mind, though, cause I know my foster mom just wants to be sure that these babies do very well in their forever homes.
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