Milkshake: Positive vibes and Prayers for Cider

Hello All, it's been a while ... 5 years to be exact. Sorry, we've been silent but we have been too busy enjoying life in London. I've been told I'm an old lady now but sometimes I sure don't feel like it, especially when I smell and see water!

Water!! I'm jumped in during high tide once 😱 Not doing that again!

 We saw real snow for the first time this year 😍

We've moved to a couple of different homes since arriving on the big scary jet plane, but we've always been by the river, which I luuuurve! Now, we get to walk along the river every single day, and run in this big big park where there are deers, hares and squirrels and all sorts. I chased a deer just last week (he was fast), though Mommy was not pleased at all. I tend to have selective hearing when I'm in the zone. Oops.

 

Happy Cider boy 

We're allowed on all types of public transport here.

 

This is the big big park where there are many things to chase. I love it!

Anyhoo, this post is not about me but about my little brother Cider. He's not so little, as in young anymore now, and has grown into a well socialised dog over here. He loves meeting four-legged friends (whilst I'm less tolerant) and is just one happy chappy, until recently. He's been really poorly during the past month, it started when we came back from boarding (Mommy abandons us every now and then) and he kept throwing up, then he stopped eating and lost a lot of weight (I could lose a few pounds, but I blame it on middle-age). Mommy took him to a new vet (since we just moved) and after a couple of visits, they decided to keep him ... he didn't get to come home for one whole night! He had needles stuck into him and carried around a bag of fluids. They said he had pancreatitis. He came home the evening after with lots of pills and seem to get a little better over the next few days. But that didn't last long. This time he got his belly shaved and the vet saw through his belly into his stomach and said it didn't look right, so we drove a long way to see another very fancy vet. That was 3 days ago, and I haven't seen him since. Fancy vet won't let him come home (I think she's mean, she wanted to stroke my head but I didn't let her). They still don't know what's wrong with him but words like Cancer and Inflammatory Bowel Disease have been thrown around. Mommy said he was going to come home today, but apparently he's not allowed anymore. His kidney markers (whatever that is) has been spiking since he's been at the fancy vet, and vet is worried that he will have kidney failure, which is not a good thing as then he will never be coming home. Worst thing is they still don't have a diagnosis and everyday there's something new wrong with him. It's making my mommies very sad and worried.

Being carried as he was weak. 

Cider posing in the sunset. He's a skeleton now 

(as skinny as when he first arrived 7 years ago!)

I miss him ... I know I bully him sometimes but that's my way of showing sisterly love. He's a darn silly boy and it's not the same without him here. When Mommy and Mommy #2 leaves home, I'm all alone now and it's a little scary. Yesterday I left a puddle of drool on the floor next to the front door. Oops.

Happy Days

Can you please all send positive vibes and prayers for Cider boy? I'm sure he can't wait to come home ... he doesn't like it when he's too far away from me either. Mommy said she will spoil Cider rotten when he comes home (that should include me too hehe) ... so please make him come back soon, and be healthy and silly again. Thank you to the whole universe and all the supernatural beings out there. Yours humbly, Milkshake. (P.S. please excuse any typos as I don't have opposable thumbs).

 

Come home soon. I miss you. 💖