Just wanted to share some personal crap with y'all (don't know why, hardly know you
) that has happened in the last two weeks...
Lost my grandmother week before last to a long battle with Alzheimers complicated by cancerous tumors in the brain. Was kinda strange because I had said my goodbyes two years ago when she went in the hospital because the tumors put her in a coma. Doctors said she wouldn't come out of it and wouldn't live out the weekend because she couldn't eat or drink and with her other conditions it didn't make sense to put her on artificial means - but the feisty old wench defied them all by waking up in the middle of the night and going to the bathroom on her own (scared the crap out of my aunt who was on "deathwatch" at the time and fell asleep in the visitors chair only to wake up and find the bed empty!!!) and then holding on for two more years despite numerous relapses with the whole coma thing. She didn't want the grandkids seeing her as she was once the Alzheimers hit (she was lucid enough at one point to realize what was happening and she specifically ordered her own kids not to bring the next generation to see her anymore) because she wanted us to remember her the way she was before all that. I am glad I went to see her in the hospital that time because it helped me get over (to some extent) an aversion for hospitals I developed as a teen when 3 different relatives I visited in hospital died within 2 days of my visit in a 6 month stretch - but at the same time I wish I had heeded her wishes because as much as I would like to remember her the way she was 5 years ago the image of her wasted frame (was small to start and lost a lot of weight on top of that) is really the only one that is clear in my mind now...
A week later my wife and I had to take her horse Romy (official registered name Fairy Tale Romance) to a specialist vet because of ongoing problems she was having. Her mobility was all f****d up and she was unable to put on weight. We got her in February as it has been a lifelong dream for my wife to own a horse. She was a thoroughbred race-horse in her youth, actually winning a few Gs for her owner in a couple of races before something happened (we don't know what) and she was retired. From there she ended up at a stable that was eventually closed down by the SPCA (or some similar organization) due to terribly abusive and neglectful treatment of the animals. At the time of the seizure there were 40+ horses there and of that only 15 were deemed rescue-able - the rest were so badly gone that they were put down to stop their misery. When we got her she had been in recovery for about 1 year and she was looking good with the exception of still being about 200lbs underweight and out of condition. We paid $1000 for her, brought her here to Montreal to a stable 20 mins from our house and my wife started working with her 4 times a week to build up muscle in the hopes of turning her into a decent horse for pleasure riding. Despite plenty of quality feed (the stable owner is a great guy who puts a lot of effort into maintaining the health of the horses) and love and attention from my wife, she still didn't put on the weight. Not only that, but over the past few weeks she started having mobility trouble, stumbling often, dragging her feet, crossing her back legs when trotting and stuff like that. After a few visits (and more than a few $$) from our vet couldn't solve the problem we made an appointment at a local university veterinary hospital to see what could be done. After what I would have to say was the most extensive physical examination I have ever seen (1 doc, 2 interns and 4 final-year students spent over 2 hours on it) we found out that she had severe neurological problems which were most likely irreparable even if we had deep pockets, and with our current financial situation there was really no choice but to euthanize her as she was a danger to herself and anyone caring for her at this point. Needless to say, my wife took it hard - although better than I expected...
So much for the depressing losses - here's the uplifting part that anyone who has read this far (and I thank you for doing so) was hoping for.
We got a new puppy today! We have a 3-year-old Rott male (Diesel) and a 14-year-old Shepherd/Airdale mix female (Nicky) already, and my wife was concerned that with Nicky getting up there in years that we should start looking to find a new companion for Diesel. Our plan was to get a female Rott with possible intentions on breeding them in the future, and we wanted to get her while Nicky is still around as she (despite being fixed without ever having a litter of her own) has SUPERB motherly instincts and we felt it would be easier for Diesel if he had another dog around with Nicky (the dominant one) still there than if we were to bring in a new one after she has passed on and he's alone. Answering an ad in the local Classifieds we went to see a pair of females tonight, with their parents on-site. The father in particular was a beautiful example of the breed, nice a big despite being only 1.5 yrs old and still having some bulking up to do, and the mom although small had really nice coloration and both had a fantastic friendly attitude. After it was all said and done we ended up coming home with our little Jade (first female Rott we owned was named Ruby and the wife wanted to keep with the theme) - a 9 week old little bundle of energy who got along fabulously with the other two at first sight. My wife is so happy, which makes me happy, so despite the fact that we are financially in a bit of a bind these days I do not regret dropping the $400 on her today. Besides - the cash was my winnings from my big $$ league last year (league pays out at the beginning of the next season), so it's free money right?
Anyway, thanks for reading this far, just felt a need to get this out I guess...

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Im sorry to hear what you're going through. I can relate, I never knew my one grandparent. The other 3 died right after I started getting attached a few years back.








