Update on Uncle Harley & more.

Hi guys!  I know you were all very concerned when I posted that my Uncle Harley had his first seizure at age 9 last week.  Well, Grandma Lynda took him to his normal vet practice the day after his seizure and had a full blood work done.  The results came back perfect and everything looked great.  Mom read all of your comments and advice and relayed them to Grandma Lynda (she thinks me having a blog is a little kuku, crazy Grandma).  She came to the decision not to do the MRI... even if it did show something, she has already made the decision not to go through with Chemo.  The Road Dogs commented and mentioned they had past experiences with low calcium and low thyroid - this caught mom's eye because Uncle Harley has thyroid problems to begin with.  So she told Grandma Lynda and she took Harley in last night to see his regular V-E-T Dr. Mr. Mike, DMV.  He's also the Dr. Mr. Vet dude that I go see, unless it's an emergency... You see... Dr. Mr. Mike kind of owns the vet place... so he's kind of a big deal and only works a few days a week.  Mom knows him through those big dogs with hoofs that people sit on. 

Anyway.  Dr. Mr. Mike agreed that they should test his thyroid agian next week to make sure that's okay.  And he said that since Harley seems very much like his normal self, he's really thinking and hoping that this was a one time thing and it doesn't happen agian.  So, I'll let you know when we hear the results!

So, me, mom, Grandma Lynda and Uncle Harley would like to thank everyone for their well wishes!  We'll keep you updated on the pugster.

On another note... my beautiful Hannah will be adopted tomorrow morning.  There was this super nice couple that spent a lot of time with her at clinic last weekend and even waited until the very end to make sure she didn't get adopted by anyone else.  They were still upset over the loss of their previous dog earlier this year and were going out of town Saturday night, so they didn't want to make an impulse decision.  Mom wasn't sure if she'd hear from them, because people tend to do that a lot, but she got a great feeling from them and really liked them.  They emailed her on Tuesday to see how Hannah was adjusting and mom told them that she was falling in love with the little Brindle Brat.  Ok, well, maybe mom didn't use those words.  But she explained that every day Hannah gets more and more confidence... and let me tell you.  Girl doesn't need any more at this point.  She's like, Queen HBB (Hannah Brindle Brat).  She likes to sit on me and find me where ever I'm laying down and lay directly on top of me.  What?  Girl... I like the ladies, but snuggling might show some signs of attachment, so I'm not a snuggler.

Corbin's couch spot.

Mom... she's on my spot.

Move over Brindle Brat.

She used to be afraid to be outside, and liked to hid under the deck

NOT ANYMORE!

But... I am totally going to miss my little Brindle Baby
Er... Brindle Brat.

BUT!  She will not leave until I have just more more night of fun for her......  Stay tuned for our adventure next week!  Here's a clue..............................