Day 851: Team Luke Wif My Own Button And Pedal To The Metal!

Busy days these days... This mornin started wif a trolley ride on a empty tummy  to what I was convinced would be LePeep, or at the very least... IHOP, so I was not amused when we deboarded at the Doctor's Office!

My disappointment was short lived, however, when all the nice folks started oohin and ahhhhin over the me. They held me over and tested me on a number of subjects. I passed some wif the flyin colors and didn't do so well in others (results to come later), but I know this... I helped my the Mom make the right decision on who to manage and lead the charge on my treatment! Just sayin. [More on that later!]

And speakin of leadin the charge, I need to fank my good friends, Scout and Freyja for their foughtful blog post and for this swell button!

I hope you will join my Team, pawticipate in my Love Protocol, help me fight the good fight... and display my swell button, if you are so inclined!

Heart felt fanks also to the beautiful, pedal to the metal Miss Khyra and my good good friends, The Thundering Herd (how it's spelled, not pronounced) for their foughtful blog posts, as well as their support ever day... accelerated to overdrive durin these days of trial!

I have so SO MANY DEAR FRIENDS TO FANK... and I would name you each individually... but I spent the day wif my Aunt Isfesia, and boy did she make me sweepy... Nite nite!

Day 849: The Story

Well, well, well...It has been a while since I have been here to share my foughts and feelins and the whatnot... It's been a busy and difficult few weeks: I have been workin hard to feel better. Me and the Mom have been busy seein people and talkin about fings. The Mom has been hoverin over me like crazy. And the Bleu has been rambuctious, rebellious and an all round 'bad boy' in a way that makes me proud and the Mom sigh.


I will begin wif the good news. I am feelin much better... like my old self. And I'm happy!

[Photo taken Day 845]


And now for the story:


Days 830 - 833. Monday-Thursday. I saw the Dr. Mark on Day 825 Wednesday and was put on aunty biotics for a sinus infection... along wif the Love Protocol adminstered by the Mom (what is more intense hoverin than even normal). We were hopeful on a counta one day I would feel better, but then the next... I would not. The Mom took notes on all of my actions and inactions, ever sound, ever breaf, ever ever fing.


Day 834. Friday. Me, the Mom and the Dr. Mark were in agreement that an exploratory procedure was in order to figure out how to help me feel better, so we planned that for Day 837.

[Photo taken Day 835]


Day 835 - 836. Saturday-Sunday. I didn't feel good, but the best and also the worst part was the Love Protocol aka the hoverin Mom. Just sayin.


Day 837. Monday. I had an exploratory procedure that turned into radical surgery to remove a growf from my froat. Sadly, the Mom's premonition was true. After a long conversation wif my the Dr. Mark, we knew that it was very likely not goin to be good, but breathin and swallerin was so much easier! I was restless and uncomfy overnight... and so was the Mom. The LP (Love Protocol) was in overdrive.


Day 838 - 839am. Tuesday-Wednesday. My froat hurt. But the LP made it just a little better. Just sayin.

[Photo taken Day 839. The cone belongs to the Bleu!]


Day 839pm. Wednesday 6pm to be exact. Dr. Mark received the results, did some local research... and called the Mom. It was the news he had prepared us for...: malignant melanoma. The Mom turned inward to the me and the LP.


Day 840 - 843. Thursday-Sunday. Oncology Appointment #1 was scheduled for Monday. And the Love Protocol mounts!


Day 844. Monday. My dear, sweet (the Mom's adjectives, not mine on a counta they are SO not dudely) Uncle Tom... came over bright and early to take us to Appointment 1. It was a little brutal... so Oncology Appointment 2 was made for Thursday, and the Love Protocol escalates, as does the research for holistic approaches to treatment...

[Photo taken Day 841]

Day 845 - 846. Tuesday-Wednesday. I am off all of the aunty biotics and pain meds, and I am startin to trot outside, chase squirrels, root for buried pecans and all in all, nap a little less. I'm even kinda enjoyin the LP a little more!

[Photo taken Day 842]


Day 847. Thursday. My dear, sweet (MY words this time on a counta he's THE UNCLE) Uncle Tom came over again to pick us up for Appointment 2. Wif the exception of the brief nap I took durin the serious part of the conversation... I had a blast! Even the way home was fun, and I enjoyed a brief stop by the Casa De Herd!


Day 848: Friday. Decisions have been made, appointments scheduled, and we are committed to a combination of conventional and holistic treatments and ferapies.

[Photo taken Day 840]
So that's the story. And now, as much as I hate to ask for help... I need it. Please keep me in your foughts and prayers. Please. I believe in that sort of fing... you know, The Power of the Paw!

[Photo taken Day 842]


And there's one other thing I need to ask... Please to not share a negative story wif me, on a counta the Mom reads this stuff. Me and the Mom are boaf fighters, but I fink the Old Gal is feelin a bit fragile these days. She real strong on the out side, but I know her like no body else... and she is hurtin. So please to share your postive energy and encouragement! We need and appreciate it more than you could ever know!

[Photo taken Day 848]

By the way, my Aunt Melanie has proclaimed my friends and family "Team Luke"  (has a nice ring to it, don't you fink?). And I would love you to join my team and the Love Protocol!

Day 798: Happy Day & Special Requests

It is a very Special and Happy Day... wif the wonderful reasons to celebrate!!!

It is the Gotcha Day of the Be-woo-tiful Miss Khyra,
my friend, khompadre and khohort!!!

And by wonderful and lovin khoincidence, we also wish

Happy Birfday to the Aunt Phyllis, aka The Khyra's Mom!!!

Now it has also been a bit of a pins-n-needles 24+ hours on a counta...
You remember the Atlas, nephew of The Herd and also my river hiking buddy!


Well, Sweet Boy has pneumonia and has not been feelin well at all...
but his temperature is down from 105 to 102, and he's breathin 100% better!!!

Atty Boy gets to come home and spend the night each night wif his the Mom who he adores....
He is on the big aunty-biotics and is still dehydrated,
so he goes back to the doctor for iv fluids each day includin tomorrow.


Please to keep the Atlas in your foughts and prayers.

Now I must also come to you wif another Big Prayer Request.

Meet my friend, Cammie.

Cammie is a Beauty! No??? Me and her are have a lot in common:

We are boaf GRRH Class of 2008.

Our the Moms are friends.

We are boaf loved loved LOVED...

And we boaf fought cancer in the last quarter of 2008.

Sadly, Cammie has been diagnosed once again wif soft tissue sarcoma. 

This is so unfair. For Sweet Girl. For Her Lovin Family.

And I just hate it. 

But I can't spend any time finkin those fings, for...

It's time to shift into overdrive for Paws of Prayer!

Please to raise up and keep my Friends and their Families in your Prayers!!!

The Power of the Paw has been proven!

Please to let the Love, the Prayer, the Paw... Prevail!

Day 779: Saturday Reflections

Happy Saturday from the searin heat of the Houston, Texas! Now let's go inside!!!

It has been a better week for me, and wifout the storms, I have been able to fink wif a very clear head about all fings that suck in the world, as well as all fings I treasure in my heart. And boy-o-boy, there are lots of boaf.

It has been a sad (and let's face it, angry) week of senseless tragedy, and we have taken many moments to pause, honor and remember the Bear-Bear and his family. Sometimes the world seems like not such a good place, but then...

I learn that The Fiesty 3 and Family came up wif the most foughtful idea of a prayer chain, and they created the Paws of Prayer Circle! What a wonderful idea, and I am all in!!!

In my prayers especially this week is that handsome boy, The Phantom. He's an awesome boy, recoverin from some surgery and is havin to wear the cone, comfy tho it may be. I have the feelin that this special boy is goin to be just fine, but please to keep him in your prayers!

Ooooops.
:::Funder::: 

I heard that!!!

 Bunker calls!!!
Gotta go!!!

... But while I'm indisposed, may I suggest The Saturday Pet Blogger Hop for your pleasure and entertainment?


 I fink you will find some very interestin tails told by some swell Pet Bloggers. And for details and rules on how to join the fun, please head over to Nigel's place at Life With Dogs!