Hi Everypawdy. It’s me, Holly. I have an update that may make you leak out of your eyeholes, so brace yourself.
I went to the rainbow bridge today.
It’s beautiful. I can breathe well, run as fast as I want (on FOUR legs again! Can you believe it? BOL!) and get to play with the some members of my pack that I haven’t seen in a while. Especially my momma kitty Angel, who went to the rainbow bridge exactly a year ago yesterday.
I know I haven’t been posting much lately, so let me catch you up to speed. As you may or may not know, I beat the cancers in my leggy back in January. The nice vet lady took my leggy and poof! Cancers were gone. Kicked it in the cookies. But then, after a couple months in between of my mommies starting my brother on chemotherapy for a different type of cancers (ugh!), I got a *different* kind of cancers altogether. This time in my lungies. The mommies and I agreed to kick it in the cookies as much as possible, however we knew from the beginning we were not going to make it better. The mommies just wanted me to have as many good days as possible. So I took my chemos and my Chinese herbies, played with my pack in the backyard sun, snuggled with my kitties, loved on my mommies, and ate as many treaties as I wanted. (And boy, that’s a lot of treaties! The mommies became kind of famous at the treatie store.) And guess what, Facepack? When I started losing interest in my foodies, I even got to eat McDonalds! Can you believe it? Boy, I sure did have a good time with all of my good days.
But then this week was hot and humid in Bernervania — I mean Pennsylvania. Which was hard on my lungies. So I started refusing food, which combined with my increasing cough, made it hard for me to do much of anything. I did manage to get all of the funs in that I could, including yesterday morning when I ran out of the back door, down a flight of steps, to hang out with my pack and survey our backyard under the shade of my big giant squirrel tree. My brothers and sisters stayed with me the wholllle time. But by night time I was struggling. I could only hop 5 to 10 feet at a time before I had to rest. So I spent the night with my sister Jessie by my side, and then this morning my mommies helped me out of the house to go see the nice Mr. Vetty Vet man. I got outside and guess what I did? I RAN! All the way to the car. I looked around, got some good sniffies of the fresh air, and then asked the mommies for help to get in.
Once we got there, I wanted to have one last hurrah. So I ran alllll the way up the ramp and into the door! Nobody was going to carry meeeee, no sir! I did need to rest for a few minutes when I got inside, but then we went into the room and my mommies and the nice Mr. Vetty Vet man told me how wonderful I am. Which is totally true, BOL. They told me it was time for some medicines and then them beddies, which are two of my favorite things. They petted me until I went sleepies, and then afterwards I saw them from above leaking out of their eyeholes and still petting my furs. I told them, silly mommies, I’m up here now. Watching over you. <3
The mommies and I want to thank all of you for going on this journey with me. From our friends and family, to our Berner group (11,000 and counting!), to our tripaw fwiends, to our foster/rescue group Justice Rescue, you all were there with us through both the good times and the bad. Your support means absolutely everything to us. Knowing that our little fur family is loved across the world — wow, what a gift. Thank you all and I will make sure to give lots of kissies to your babies who are here with me too at the rainbow bridge.
Until we meet again. I love you all.
~ Holly
