Sunday, March 31, 2013

Hoppy Easter & a B-I-G messagez to our frendz

So... we wanted to givez da CB some good newzez, 'speshully after all da terry-bull lossez lately. I thoughts I would do a spegtackular review of da lastee year in one fell swoops. Dis only seemz fair, as our frendz still come by our shuttered bloggy to say "Hi." We wants to tell you "hi!" too, & to say how much we love you & mourn da losses too.
Da Maxi dragged da momee's socksez around last summer. She looked & looked fur 'em, but he musta hidded reely good cuz she nevfur foundz 'em again!

I waz loozin my floof cuzza vet thoughts I had cancer. (More on dis later!) I waz cold a lot, & ates & ates & ates toona puffs wit da Mini, buts I gotted down to onlee 6 poundzez.

Da Ella waz now a big gurl. She decided to hunts da ceram-beak birdies in da cage.

Da Delilah stayed on her diet & helped da Dadee growz a squish dat waz az many poundsez az she losted!

See? Dere she iz lookin' like Marie Ozmand.

Our frendz Fiona & her  baby camez back to vizit.

Den day ates da momeez flowerz on da front porch!

 Christ-Mouse camez & I waz feelin' a itty bitty low energy.

So I tooks a big napee & Iris inspected da tabull clothee.

Winter set in, so da Ella & da Delilah (BFFs!) sat & watched da rain.

I waz so cold & skinny in January dats I sleptee behind da dadees coffee pot, where it waz warmer.

Da Iris waz brave & wents hunting in freezing rain in February.

Ella decidud to help look fur mousies.

Dey looked & looked, but all doze mousies were too cold to come out of da holez dey waz sleepin' in.

It waz so furry-burrrry dats da Delilah hid in a paper bag, hopin' it would warmee ups.

I gavez up & slept on da momees iPad fur warmth.

Den suddenly it waz Marchee & da sun camez out. Delilah & I surveyed da mess dats da momee hadz not cleened up all winter & were shocked by da condishuns! We hadz to do sumpin' so I could tell my big Easter storee!

So here iz my Easter mirry-cull!

 In late Feb-blueberry, da momee & da dadee tooks me back to da vetted. Dey complained dat I waz still eatin' but gotted skinnier & skinnier & dat I waz not dyin' frum cancer but starvin' to deathy.

Da vetted pushed & prodded & said da tumor had not grown! In fact, he now felted a tumor on my kidney. He said, "Dis breed iz prone to polycystic kidney disease."

"Huh!" said da momee. She was a bit pissyed dats he hads not said dis nearly two yearsez ago when da vetted first said I waz going to da rainbow bridge.

In factee, she made da vetted testee me fur hyper=thyroidzm... & guesse what? I hadz it!
So dey ordered me some medy-cin & da dadee started givin' it to me dayz & nights. & guesse what????

I gotsez my floof back!

I hopes you all have a beauty-full Easter & dats you likes hearin' da update. We donts know when dere will be anudder postee, but we lovez you immmesley, & tanks you fur all your good wishez to us over deze past monthsez.

Celly-bratin life in Orry-gone