Bring Your Dog to Work Day

I officially declared today "Bring Your Dog To Work Day" and brought Willie to work with me this afternoon. It was so nice to have him there with me, he is so freaking cute! I swear I love that little dog too much. For the most part, he sat in my lap while I worked (and pet him). He seemed quite pleased with the arrangements and only barked at Dawn a few times. Other than that he was well behaved and didn't pee inside once, not once can you believe that! I asked Saraho today after meeting him if she thought he was blog worthy and she agreed! After I left work I went to the tailor and the Honda dealership and every where we went people oohed and awwed because he is that cute people! I did feel a bit Paris Hiltony bringing my dog everywhere and sort of felt compelled to tell everyone he has a brain tumor and that is why I bring him places but thought that would seem odd, so I refrained. Anyway, in cased you missed it, today was Bring Your Dog to Work Day!

Youth In Asia

Euthanasia, I think that is a funny word for choosing to kill your pet. I did my senior term paper on euthanasia and still think it seems an odd word. I do like euthanize better than put to sleep, because I put my dog to sleep every night, you know? The good news is, it seems like I won't have to make that decision soon, at least not in the next week (or two if we're lucky). Willie was officially discharged from the LSU Vet School on Wednesday with a normal checkup. I guess as normal as one can be with a brain tumor. They said that he was responding well to the steroids. No vomiting, no seizures, just the expected side effects. He does seem a bit tired lately, lots of drinking, eating, and more urination that you'd think his little body could hold. Another recent side effect is his constant licking, scratching, and fidgeting...like his skin is crawling. I forgot to mention that on Wednesday when we went for the check up and I've assumed it was a side effect of the steroids. Anyway, they said he seemed to be doing well and for additional follow up, refills, or if he has a seizure to go to our regular vet. I took that as a relief. I was told to continue with the steroids as long as he is responding to them, so that is what we will do!

Is that weird?

I've been thinking about having Willie's picture professionally taken, is that weird? By professionally, I mean at Target. They take really cute pictures and Willie is a really cute dog but I'm not sure if that is weird or if I can even bring my dog to Target. I have a real challenge getting a decent picture of him because he doesn't seem to care much for cameras so I thought maybe I could get a good shot at Target? Plus Target is affordable, who doesn't love Target? I tried to call today to see if they allow pets and the line was busy...I wonder if I should take that as a sign? I'll try again to see. I even printed a coupon from target.com for the portrait studio. I guess I'll see what can be done and I'm still wondering it that weird?

I see you baby, shakin that thang!

I was contemplating the other day how does one decide when to put your dog to sleep. I decided that when Willie stopped wagging his tail, or shakin' his thang, that we would make the decision. Brandon disagreed by saying "what if he stops wagging his tail just for one day and we put him down?" It was a good question and one that I've thought about a lot! Everyday I make a conscious effort to make Willie wag his tail and everyday that he keeps shakin' his thang, I feel happy. It is so nice to come home to a dog wagging his tail, nothing beats unconditional love! I thought that was a good measure because I assume that wagging his tail is equal to a smile on his face or a least feeling good. The other morning I think he was having a bad day because he was lying on the bed and keeping an eye on me but not picking up his head, it was quite sad. But when I came home that evening he was wagging his tail, happy to see me. I'm not sure how one decides these things, and I'm just glad I'm not to that point yet!

James Blunt, you depress me!

I feel sad when I listen to James Blunt's song "Goodbye My Lover". Have you ever heard a sadder song? If you haven't heard it, I suggest you check it out when you are feeling happy because it is a kick you while your down kind of song that should only be listened to when you're up. You know how some days you just want to be sad. I had one of those days last week and I just kept listening to that song over and over again. I realize that the song is about a woman and I just kept thinking that if I changed a few of the lyrics it could be about Willie. Especially the part about knowing his smell and being addicted to him and how I'm so hollow without him...I'm imagining that's how I feel when Willie dies and that my friends is severely depressing, is it not? So, I've decided no more James Blunt on a sad day, good idea huh?

And I'm not even Catholic!

Somehow I've managed to master feeling guilty...and I'm not even Catholic! You'd think as much guilt as I've been experiencing that I was Catholic and I'm not. Here are the things I've been feeling guilty about:

• Leaving Willie for work and not coming home until late, knowing that he is starving to death because he is on steroids.
• Asking my sister to help out with his medicine because he has to have it every 8 hours, and I'm in New Orleans all this week.
• Going on vacation and leaving him for 4 nights and 5 days (this isn't even happening until May...that is anticipated guilt!!!)
• Every time I spend a nickel I feel guilty for spending money I should be using to pay on Willie's medical bills. This one I can usually talk myself out of pretty quickly because debt is debt. My goal is to be sure I pay it off before he dies.
• Here is the one I struggle with the most! I thought the other day about what kind of new dog we would get and on top of that, picked out a new name! That's the one I feel most guilty about...for the love of Mary (I promise I'm not Catholic!) he isn't even dead yet and I'm already planning on his replacement and what to name it (by the way I've decided on another Min Pin named Anderson Cooper).

So, I'm not sure what to do. I'm guessing if I was Catholic I could go confess to a priest about it and maybe say a few Hail Marys but I'm not, so I guess I'll just have a few glasses of wine instead and that will take my mind off of it, at least for a little while!

Place your bets!

One of my coworkers told me blogging is addictive and she bets I will shortly stray from my "all about Willie all the time" policy! The thing is Willie really is all consuming these days, whether you like it or not. I"ll admit I've started to stray from my policy by posting what I'm currently reading but oh well. I'd contemplated starting a blog in the past but decided against it because after all it would be really hard to be "open and honest" on a blog. Most of the time I'd be writing about the people in my life and they probably wouldn't appreciate it much. Also, my life isn't that interesting and I'm not that passionate about much. I am however very passionate about Willie so he has made this easy! So, I'm taking bets on how long I'll keep up the blog about Willie. The only catch is, if you place a bet, I'll keep your money to help pay for Willie's vet bill!