Thanks everyone!

Thanks fur all your well-wishes for me and my furiend Abby. Abby is still staying at the dogtor's and getting treatment, but she's started to respond to it so that's pawesome! As for me, I'm feeling much better. The big baseball in my throat has gone down to just a little lumpy, barely a marble. We're hoping it'll go away completely in another day or two. That means more Benadryl, which means...

Hooray for Zia!

Oh boys, I'm so excited! I've mentioned my cousin, LBR foster Zia, a lot on this blog over the past few years. That's because she's been a foster for a loooong time. Over three years! Some of us had started to give up that she'd ever find a furever home, but Zia knew it was out there and she just had to be patient. And sure enough...

Yup, that's a dog who has hit the jackpot!! Congrrats on your new family, LBR alum Zia!!

PeeS: If you could, please spare some Power of the Paw for my furiend Abby. She's Auntie Amanda's pup, and she and Cinderella are good old lady furiends. Unfortunately, she's been feeling very bad lately. She's really old, and yesterday she couldn't even stand up. Momma went down to help, thinking they were making That Decision. The dogtor said she had a bad UTI and has been treating her, but it isn't working as they'd hoped. We don't know if there's something else wrong. Please keep your paws crossed that she feels better real soon, okay?

I went to visit Auntie Amanda yesterday and plays with all her pack while she and Momma went off to do something fun. I get along well with her pack, and we usually do a lot of this...

Well, this time, Frankie -- Auntie Amanda's big German Shepard -- decided to be a little grumpy at me. I was innocently eating food (from his bowl, but his momma told him to share!) and he jumped on me! I growled right back at him, and we snapped and snarled at each other until Momma and Auntie Amanda grabbed us and pulled us away. HMPH. I was going to teach him a lesson, Momma! We were both fine. My ear was a little cut up, but I know chicks dig scars, right?

We don't know if it's connected to that or if I just got bit by a spider or bug or crawlie out at Auntie Amanda's too, but later in the visit one side of my neck swelled up really big! Momma said it looked like a goiter. She got a little freaked out and kept feeling at it, but I was totally stoic and didn't flinch a bit. She gave me Benadryl in case it was a bite, and that did seem to help a lot. Now it's still a little swollen, but it looks more like droopy jowls than a big baseball shoved down my throat. We're all hoping it'll be back to normal by tonight, or else Momma's going to drag me to the dogtor just to be safe. I told her I'm FINE. But all the Benadryl is making me a little sleepy...

 I hope all this excitement doesn't mess with my training too much. I'm officially registered for the Mayorz Marathon, and I've been training so hard for it!! Are you running?

Letter to my Paw Pal

Wow, this is thrilling. Casey actually turned over the blog today to me, the Momma, to participate in Murphy & Stanley's "Letter to My Paw Pal" blog hop. We humans are supposed to post today about our fur babies and why they mean so much to us. I don't have quite the way with words that Casey does, but let's see what I can do...

Dear Casey,

I don't even know where to begin this one. You're the best dog any momma could ask for. You were my first dog that I ever had on my own, and I waited so long to find you. You and I have a connection I've never had with any other pet, dog or cat. You just seem to always know what I'm thinking and what I need, whether it's a good snuggle or something to make me laugh. You're my soul dog. I have a hard time falling asleep when I travel and don't have you snuggled up right next to me, and a day isn't complete without a nice long walk with you to round off a long day. I love your serious eyes and your big grin, and I love how you're always up for anything I might suggest. You helped me find my way into two new communities -- Legacy Boxer Rescue and Blogville -- that have enriched my life. And you've helped me find a new voice. I love you so much.

Dear Cinderella,

Oh princess, I'm so glad you ended up in my life!! You're the truest example of the adage "if you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it's meant to be." I tried letting you go so many times, but you weren't having any of that! You kept coming back to me through foster homes and adoptions, and you finally convinced me that being your fairy godmomma was the best job I could have. I love your sweet, gentle nature, and your velvety soft head. I love to watch you just roll in the grass in the sunshine, a reminder of enjoying the simple things in life. And I love giving your your bedtime bellyrubs every night.

Dear Scribbles,

My old man! You're grumpy and crochety and demanding, but you're mine! You were the very first pet I ever had on my own, and it was just the two of us through some pretty tough days. I don't think I would've gotten through law school if I didn't have you to cuddle through the worst parts and something to focus on other than those damned books. You've mellowed a lot in your old age, so it's nice to see you starting to enjoy other people. I know you'll always be my boy in your heart, though, and I love that you reserve your best purrs just for me. You've been my rock for almost 15 years now. I don't know what I'd do without you. my handsome man.

 Dear Pigeon,

Don't worry about being last, kitten, you're still tops in my heart! Why is it that I seem to seek out my boys but my girls just find me when they're needed? You came to me a stray but the sweetest natured kitty I'd ever met. I was not prepared for another cat, but you just purred your way right through any resistance. You've always been my timid one, so it's wonderful seeing you relax enough to start to love visitors and even the dog I brought into your home. You have the best purr of any cat ever, and I love to hear it. Some of my fondest memories involve you and Casey both curled up with me. You'll always be my little kitten.

TV hound

LBR alum Virginia Woof loves to watch TV.

Me, I love to curl up to watch TV with Momma, but the impawtant part is the snuggling. Whatever's on TV isn't that interesting.

How about you? Do you like watching TV, or is that just for peeps?

Over the moon!

Oh furiends, I'm SO excited!! See, yesterday I was a little glum, thinking about the Heart 2 Heart Valentine's Dance. My grrl, my beeYOUtiful Maggie Mae, isn't in Blogville so much anymore because her momma is a terrible transcriptionist. (You just can't get good help these days!) So I was afraid I was going to have to go stag. But I screwed up my courage and emailed my Maggie Mae, asking if her momma would let her go to the dance with me.

And guess what??

SHE SAID YES!!!!!!

So I'm super duper happy and excited, furiends. After all, Valentine's Day is our anniversary. She asked me to be her guy just before the last Valentine's Ball, and I got a little carried away at my kissing booth...

Oh, and Cinderella doesn't want to be left out of the fun! She's put in her profile to Yente Ruby and is hoping to be matched with the pawfect guy. I told her she's in good paws!

How could any self-respecting yente not find a grreat date for a girl like that??

Wordless Wednesday: Puppy Power!