I wanted to update everyone on my big visit yesterday to the cardiologist! It was mighty interesting. Momma and I went to this grreat waiting room that had all sorts of interesting scents around it. I got to meet a few more people who fussed over how amazing I am and how friendly I am and how cute my little nubbin wiggle is. Well DUH! I mean, hasn't EVERYONE heard that by now??
Anyway, the new dogtor listened to my heart a lot and did some fancy tests to watch my heart. I didn't like that one very much. I had to lay on a table in a REALLY weird position while the dogtor rubbed goo on my chest. It was only okay because Momma stayed right by my head and told me it was.
When it was all over, the dogtor told Momma that I have something called boxer cardiomyopathy. That's a genetic disease that's common in boxers -- I guess that's why they named it after us! Anyway, if it's not treated, it could be kinda skeery, like my heart would just stop working. Yikes! BUT we caught it super early thanks to my pawesome dogtor, so I should be okay. I have to take pills every morning and night, which I'm not thrilled about, ya know? But that should keep my heart beating a-okay, so it's worth it.
Mommas don't take news as well as we do, so she's been holding me a lot and snuggling close. I like that a LOT! I wonder if I can use this to score some extra treats?
We also found out last night that my former foster sister Tiana died suddenly. She was the sweetest little girl with a mile-long tongue, and everyone who met her fell in love with her. She joined her brother Harley at the Bridge. Momma's favorite memory of Tia is her meet & greet with her new family and she and Harley just started kissing each other the minute they met and didn't let up the whole visit.
We smile picturing Tia and Harley's happy reunion at the Bridge. And we know Cinderella and Pumba met her too, to have a former fosters reunion. Enjoy all the couches up there, Tia! We still love you.