Love Really Hurts

Shalom:
The do experts say that when your dog gets loose and runs for a busy street, don't run after him or her. Instead, start yelling and screaming, act crazy or fall down. Anything to get their attention. Otherwise, if you run away your pet, he will think this is a game and run right into danger.
Now they tell me....
The day, Friday the 13th. I kid you not.
Mark, being the amazing son-in-law that he is, took my mother for an eye examine. Mother had an cataract removed several months ago and the doctor wanted to see how she was doing.
So, I was home with Monti.
Around twelve noon, I took Monti out to go to the loo, not on his lead. The reason? Because is so hot, Monti takes care of busy and then heads back to the apartment.
Not this afternoon.
Monti caught a scent of something and headed out of the Court. I followed, again not too worried. He stopped to smell a daisy and then with a turn of his paws, Monti headed off to the busy main street of Hampton Blvd.
I started calling Monti, even grabbed for him, but he thought it was all a game and began to run.
All I could think of is: "Dear G-d! I can't stop him!"
The next thing I remember was looking eye level at Monti; it seems I tripped and fell. And with my falling, Monti heard me, then came over to see about me.
Thankfully, Monti wasn't hurt.
I did manage to get upstairs and to bed.
When Mark arrived home, he took me to the Urgent Care, where we learnd I had sprain my right wrist and badly bruised and sprain my left knee.

Yeah, I'm smiling through the pain.

Nor has Monti left my side.
As of this writing, my right wrist is feeling much better and I am no longer wearing the brace.

The knee, is a different story... This is my knee as of a few days ago. I still have to wear an Ace Bandage, ice it and keep it up because of the swelling.
Yesterday, Monti came over and licked my bruises as he always do. But this time, he also brought me one of his Milk Bones, hoping it would make me feel better.
Yeah, love hurts. But when I look at those big brown eyes staring back at me with love, it was worth the fall.

Update On Monti

Shalom:
In yesterday's post, I posted about Monti's search for an M&M in my quilting bag.
Yes, he is feeling so much better.

Lord Montaque T Reel is back.
He is back to sleeping all night, trying to get into his treat draw and sitting in from of the door, waiting to go out for his walk.
Tuesday morning, Monti had a follow up with his Vet. While he has lost two pounds due to his recent illness, the Vet says Monti is doing great. He even ate the doggie treat given to him.
So, once again, we are stepping over a blue-green monkey named George, finding my sofa quilt has been dragged to the floor and made into a doggie bed and having to fight off a little dog who is trying to mug me of my fried chicken wing.

And I Was So Close

"OK, mummie's out of the room....."

"I know there's an M&M in here...."

"Monti!"
"Yes?"

"And I was so close!"

Our Little Butterfly

Shalom:
First, I would like to thank the wonderful person who send money for Monti we can buy his medication. Such a blessing and from the Reel Tribe we thank you and May the Holy One Bless you and your household for your kindness thus us. Tomorrow morning, we will go to the Vet's.
Mark and I were out today, running a few errands, taking Monti with us. And as always, he was the center of attention.

"I love his little ears!" is the most common remark. When I remark that is the hallmark of the Papillion, the butterfly like ears, people say they can see that.
Today we met a young woman who, when I told her Monti was a Papillon, she asked, "is he a pure breed Papillon?" and I answered yes, she said she had never seen one before.
Papillons are not really a commen dog for Virginia, I'd seen only other than Monti. I think that is one of the reasons he sticks out.
Plus he is just so dare cute.
Monti is feeling better. He is eating his dog food from our fingers and this evening, he even ate some of my chicken. We are getting him out to walk more and since the weather is nice, we allow him just to sit outside and  enjoy the sun.
This afternoon, before I took my nap, I was laying across the bed reading. Monti came and laid next to me. He looked at my book, then at me and then back at my book and began reading.
Yeah, he is feeling.

The Lion King

Boker Tov:
Yesterday, mid-morning, Mark, Monti and I were laying on the bed. It had been a long night and Monti had his Vet appointment later in the afternoon, so we were getting some rest. When I turned my head to look at Mark, I found the following....

It has been a week since we have seen the playful Montaque. But there he was, looking all the world like the Lion King....

So of course, I went to get the cameria, this was just too good to pass up....

And may I point out.....

Mark is asleep.....

Shalom:
For the past week we have been dealing with a very sick pup.
Our little Monti, so happy and bouncy, has been anything but. Sleeping all day, hiding in the coat closet, not wanting to be touched, we couldn't figure out what was going on with him.
Worse, Monti stopped eating and drinking or going the bathroom.
Saturday, I began putting a little sugar in his water and Monti began to drink. I also began feeling him fresh, puree pumpkin and baby rice cereal. This he would eat. But nothing else.
Because of the lack of money, we just haven't been able to take Montaque to the Vets. All I could do is pray for some sort of miracle.
Yesterday, I found a nearby Animal hospital that gave free first time visit examines.
Thank you, Abba!
We set out first thing this morning for the Independence Veterinary Hospital.

It is a small, but very sweet looking building, comfortable.  Friendly. Monti, who had been anxious, suddenly calmed down. Doctor Smith was in surgery all morning, so we had to come back later in the afternoon.
Because Monti has been up all night the past several days, Mark made me stay home to take a nap.
It seems that our little Boo has a major urinary tract infection. The medication that we have been using to treat the small tumour in his mouth actually kicked up an raging UTI. This accounts for his not wanting to eat, play, walk and would affect his bowls.
So Monti is off that medication and once we get the money, we will start the medication treatment. The doctor says for his age, Monti is in very good health, but we do have to switch to a diet that is more suited for his age.
This evening, Mark made supper, including boiled chicken for Montaque. And he ate some of it! Then he ate a little of the special food Dr. Smith send home.
Praise G-d, our little guy is on the mend.

Montaque, Our Little Teacher

“Ask the animals, and they will teach you...In God’s hand is the life of every creature, and the breath of all mankind.” (Job 12:7 and10)

“A righteous man cares for the needs of his animal.” (Proverbs 12:10)

The Praying Papllion

Boker Tov:

You know when your in an Torah Observant home when you find the furry member of the family praying before his water bowl.

Twlight Years

Shalom;
The last years of a person's life. Someone in their twilight years is often elderly.
Growing Older. The Golden Years. The Autumn of our Lives. Seniors. Old Age. Twilight Years.
Let's face it, all who are blessed to reach sixty-five and older, know despite the ups and downs, sweet and sour of life, it is still good, a gift from G-d.
And with age comes grey (or silver) hair, aches and pains, some slow down and more time to do the times one enjoys or finally get to do.

Our four legged family members are no exception. They too grow older and become slower. The walk they use to enjoy, you now have to pick them up and carry them to get them to move at all. The dog or cat food they once would knock you over to get to the bowl, now goes untouched. They are up, pacing throughout the house all night. And worse, they hide from your presence.
All of the above is now what we are dealing with Montaque.

We had been seeing the signs for a while; the not wanting to go for his walk. Having to give him fresh pumpkin to kick start his little bowels. For several nights Monti wasn't even sleeping and I had had to take him out to relieve himself 1 or 2 in the morning.
Having been care giver to the Elderly for many years, including my mother, I find many of my old skills kicking in to care for our little guy.
Not having been a dog owner before, it is so hard watching these changes. Sometimes I just hold him and cry. We don't have the money to take him to the Vet, so we pray a lot.
While Mark has been raised with dogs, he has never had an older dog, so this is very hard on him as well. He struggles with accepting Monti doesn't want to play with him anyone.
I am hopeful when things improve we can take Monti to the Vet and find out what Monti needs to get the more of his Twilight Years.
Everything I have read so far says, though Monti doesn't wish to be petted as much, play as much, he still needs to know we love him.
Love. We have plenty of that.

Blue Face

Boker Tov (good morning)
Last week, Mark and I were blessed with some groceries. Amoung them were a package of red, white and blue frosted cupcakes.
When handing them out for a snack, Mark gave me a red frosted cupcake, stating he gave me red because I am a" Red Hot Mama."
He took a blue one because he is a "True Blue Amercian  Boy."
I thought it was cute and then reminded him that blue is also the colour of the Democratic Party. We exchanged cupcakes.
Our little Montaque, who hasn't been feeling well the past few days, looked up at the cupcake longingly. While he couldn't have the chocolate cake, I did give him some the frosting....

Gota to love a little dog with a blue tongue.

Too Cute Beyond Words.

Shalom;

I took this series of pictures this morning.

They were both taking a quick nap and the sunlight on their sleeping forms was just perfect.

Monti was the first to stir when he heard the clicking of the camera. I couldn't have planned this setting better if I had tried.

Later, Mark to this picture of Monti and I as I took a break from my morning writing.

A Dog Day Afternoon

Shalom:
Yesterday afternoon, I took Montaque outside for a bit. There was a nice breeze and Monti decided to lay in the grass and enjoy the feel of the soft breeze across his little face.
Thankfully, I had my cameria.

Such a sweet face.

Here Monti truly looks like a butterfly.

 This is my favorite picture of my little guy. He's so content.

Who's The Boss

Shalom:
When Montaque walked into our lives and into our hearts, we had no idea how our life and our home would change.
Dog food, doggie treats and Milk Bones are now part of our shopping list, doggie toys fill the apartment and we have an official door greeter.
Our days include visits to the SPCA for shots update and check-ups, visits to Pet shops and the Internet for information about the care and keeping of an older Papillon.
During this time we also learnt who truly is the boss in our home.

A few days ago I was laying down on the bed, trying to get rid of a headache when I heard Monti come into the hallway. I lifted my head and could see he wanted my attention. He came into the bedroom and then walked back out.
Clearly I was to follow him. So I got up and off we went into the kitchen where Mark had just finished preparing the supper plates.
Monti came to tell me supper was ready.
The following morning I found Montaque in the Bathroom. He looked at the shower and then at me.
Shower Time.
Then I finished my shower, Monti then led me to the bedroom. The only he didn't do was pick out my clothes and dress me.
Last night while Mark and I were sitting in the living room talking, Monti came in and began to bark. We hurried into the kitchen, thinking supper was burning. It wasn't. But supper was done.
Smart dog.

Loving dog. We call Monti the Boss. But of course, it is said in love. He has taken over and he is spoiled rotten.
But then again, tell me; could you resist this face?