Happy Gotcha Day to Me! Happy New Year to Yeu!... And Playing a Little Catch Up!

On the morning of December 26, 2008, I came here for a two night sleep-over with my Cousin The Luke... And on the day I was supposed to return to my Awesome Foster Home with The Herd, the woman now known as my the Mom made some kind of excuse... that carried over to the next day, and then again with regularity over the course of the next week.

This was not surprising, since [as I've come to understand] the entire sleep-over was a little of a setup. You see, I had been living with The Herd for almost nine months. And in that time, a few things happened:

1. I really fit in with The Herd. I love it there, and they love me. If I hadn't been Number 6, I would still be there. My Aunt Madison and Uncle Tom recognized that, with my shy and quirky personality, I easily got lost in The Herd.
2. I never made it onto the GRRH website, because my Aunt Madison was determined to hand select my Forever Family. She understands me, and she wanted to make sure that she could always maintain contact with her The Bleu!
3. The Luke and I got along from the day we met, because we understood each other. There were no jealousies between us. There was no competition. He wanted to be in charge, and I wanted him to be! Ha.
4. At the stroke of midnight on New Year's Eve, the Mom committed to me. She made it official with my Aunt Madison, Uncle Tom and GRRH later in the day, January 1, 2009!

Our week long sleep-over was so comfortable... It was like magic, the way we fit together as a Family. And now, here we are today...

One Lucky Mom,
Three Wonderful Years
and
One Very Happy Me!!!

We've had a great day today. I've been playful and feeling well. I have eaten as many treats as I have breakfast and dinner foods. I ate some blackeyed  peas for good luck, I've squeaked my duck and I've made significant progress on my antler!

And now, I'd like to share some of my Christmas photos with you!

This is me with my gift from Aunt Dav!

Aunt Dav gave us this really GReat pillow, and this bag... just for me! 

DuckDuck!!!

Also in the bag... Berry Treats!!! Mmmmmm.....

Also from Aunt Dav...Gingerbread Buddy Biscuits!!![shhh..shhhhh... shhh. I'm not sure I'm telling Reuf about this!]

My Aunt Karen came by Christmas Eve to hug my neck.
She also delivered this sack... straight from Santa!!! 

It says "Have a Jolly Christmas"
and it's monogrammed...!

Yes, Yes... Nice sack!

Now let's open it, Mom!!!

Oh My, Oh My...
That Sweet Sack was chock full of the Fun Toys!!!

I'm such a polite boy...

How many more photos does a the Mom need?

Seriously... These toys need less photo ops, and more attention!

And just when I think the Holiday can't get any better...
I open my gifts from The Herd!
[I think, technically, I am expected to share the Salmon Biscuits with Reufus, but...
shhhhhh....shhhh...shhhhhh!]

That Bleu Dragon is begging for my attention!!!

Yep, Yep. Mine!!!

Now, I know that not many sweet yet manly boys would appreciate three PLUSH bath mats for Christmas, but I love the two rugs that my Uncle Tom gave me to take with me on treatment days, and I was thrilled when Santa delivered these, just like... those!!!

Yay!!!
I guess Santa really does know everything!
We had three spots that were begging for temporary rugs!!!

Toys and Treats and Rugs are wonderful,
and I love each and every one of mine!
What I love most about Christmas
is exactly what I love most about Every Single Day.


I love The Little Things.
I love the Mom.
I love Family.
I love Time.


And yes... I love my Fluffy Tail!!!

It's true that we face and fight the enemy every day, and there's a certain amount of stress in that... for the Mom, I know. We won't let that change the Spirit in Our Home.

I love the Song.
I love the Chatter.
I love the Laughter.
I love the Love.

Though I am faced with adversity,
My Life is Merry!
I'm grateful to each and every one of Yeu...
for The Power of The Paw...
for The Energy that flows through Team Bleu!!!

I'm SO not a needy boy,
If times weren't so critical, I wouldn't impose, but...
Please to keep up the Prayers, Positive and Healing Thoughts!I desparately need this protocol to be successful...
And Your Support... ROCKS!!!

Happy New Year's Eve!!!

This is a special night for me, because at the stroke of midnight three years ago... The Mom whispered the sweetest word in my ear, as she called me 'son'! Of course, my reaction was pretty chill...!
Gosh, I really lost myself reminiscing. Those days just before and after my official adoption were SO fun, as the Luke and I really forged our Wright Brotherhood.

Those were great times!
And these are great, too!
Time is precious, and the Present is a Gift!


Now to Celebrate,
let's break out the antlers!!!
Please?

The Reuf chimes in, too. He says... 'Either let's go outside and rip and romp, rile up the neighbors and eat things we shouldn't... or GIMME MY ANTLER... or... ELSE!'

I'm not sure what Reufus means by 'else', but it probably means he'll just plop his BIG butt in the Mom's lap. He's BIG on proximity, and if you can slide a gnat's hair between him and the Mom... he's likely to dig his heels in and drive himself in further. Just saying.

Now... Antler, please!

Ahhhhh... Yessss!

And the only way I can enjoy mine...
is to occupy Reuf with his!

ngaw ngaw ngaw

Today has been a wonderful day, spent with my the Mom, and yes... Reufus.

Many of you know that I slipped out of remission last Friday, December 23rd. That was a pretty tough way to kick off our holidays, but it made us even more determined to enjoy our special days!!! Photos to come soon!!!

I'm committed to fighting the evil disease, but my Arsenal is growing light. The Mom is Commander-in-Chief of The Bleu Army, and each of our moves is carefully weighed and measured, and given great consideration. 

I started a new protocol on Thursday. I'll go in for a checkup and bloodwork next and the following Thursdays. My continuation of this protocol will depend on stability, regression or remission (please!!!) of the horrific disease... and that will be evaluated in three weeks.

Every day is a Treasure!!!
I'm blessed with Today... and Tomorrow!!!
I sure hate to lean on Yeu,
but times and circumstances are at the critical point...
Please to help me?
Please to join Team Bleu!

Remembering The Luke... On His Gotcha Day

June 20, 2008

The Luke and The Mom became a The Family!


Visit The Luke's Blog for photos of that wonderful day,
as I reflect on this day... just last year.

It seems like just yesterday...

We were so happy.

Life changes quickly.

The Luke taught us to cherish the moments...
to LIVE each of them.

The joy in his soul touched us in so very many ways...
And our memories rekindle that Spirit.


And speaking of Joy and Memorials...

You can't imagine how surprised and touched we are

to have received this thoughtful memorial banner!

Presented to us by Our Cherished Friends
Hamish and Sophie, Sheila and Bob...

The Mom will treasure this gorgeous banner Forever.
It is, after all, one of the Mom's favorite photos...
with the Luke's paw on her foot.

Equally, or maybe even more important...
this special flag reminds us of 
ALL the treasured relationships
we've gained
through the Luke.
They are many. We are Blessed.
And we thank each and every one of You.

I think [hope] You know...
Your Support, Friendship and Love
held us up in the dark times.
We love you all.

In other perfect memorial timing...
The Mom received her Rainbow Bridge bracelet today.

She loves it.
It made her cry... [yes, again!].

June 20, 2008
Two Souls were rescued that day.

One knew right away...

The Other reserved judgment for a while...

For fun, check out his blog from those days!

[FYI... My the Mom is a grinner, not a smiler...
but I'm pretty sure that's a SMILE!!!]

Thank you all for your Friendship and Support...

Happy Gotcha Day to Luke!

It is Luke's Gotcha Day and he got a pink monkey and quickly whisked PM away to the boudoire!

Bestowed upon me, in honor of this Day of Celebration, was a pink pig! And I whisked PP away to my favorite rug!

Imagine my joy when I discover that the Pink Pig honks!!! Luke does not like me to squeak and or honk his, our or my toys... and I hate to admit it, but that makes the honking just way more joyous and fun!

We ARE brothers, after all...!

I pause briefly to give Mom my great big smile, which is the equivalent of my paws up on her toy selection! And I'm thinking, she couldn't have picked anything better, until...

She gave me Mama Duck with Duck Baby!!!

And I circled round and round and round and round the house... squeaking as I circled!

Happy Gotcha Day to Luke! I can't wait until mine!