Stark? a Giants fan?

Go figure...Wouldn't have pegged Tony Stark for a Giants fan...

Speaking of little sisters...

Here's Momo...she's quite a lady...eating everything in sight...chasing the bigger boys around the yard...barking at nothing and everything...

She's coming along nicely...I think.

Yoshi

So we've had this little mug for about 4 (ish) months now. He's had to deal with a new house...a much larger, and much older, brother...getting sick....getting better...going on vacation...and a new little sister.

But somewhere along the way....he seems to have lost his face...

I guess we really need to get him a haircut...

The "smell"

When Duke had his large tumor in his mouth...he developed some really rockin bad breath. This went beyond the usual occaisional doggie halitosis. After the tumor was removed he lost it. He had normal, odor free breath. Sometimes it smelled sure, but usually like what he had just eaten.

But now...along with the tumor...the smell is back. Now we know it as the smell of cancer...the smell of decay...of illness....of death.

I've found a way to satisfy my nerd cravings while still keeping it somewhat under wraps.

I've repurposed The Woman's discarded Nook color...loaded it up with the N2A Android SD card...loaded a few apps onto it..and have a decent little tablet.

But...more importantly...I can keep all my nerd boy Star Wars novels on it and read 'em almost anywhere, without anyone knowing what a huge fuckin' nerd I am...

Ahh...junk food...iced coffee....and nerd culture....

A good way to start any morning.

Momo

This little one is a heartbreak in the making. She was rescued from a mill, placed into a home that gave her Prozac (@ a little over 7 weeks)...got kennel cough, which then turned into pneumonia...THEN was returned to a rescue group.

We took her home, and she's been steadily gaining strength. Her Vet bills however, are rivaling that of Duke's.

But she's a keeper...you just can't say no to that face.

Cancer Dog...got a tumor growing back (very, very, small). We found out on the August 31st during the examination for his DNA vaccine shot.

Although, Duke seems stronger and more "alive" than ever. Sure, he's old and he slows down like all old dogs. But, he seems more aware...more "Duke" than he's been in a while.

He actually delights when he steals the puppies' chew sticks...In fact, I caught him prancing around with a prized possession of Yoshi's in his mouth. I didn't reprimand him for taking it...I just let him enjoy the moment.

And with that...I just want him to enjoy the time he's got left with us. With me. I don't want to cut up his face...or blast him with radiation. I want his time left to be good, not painful...I don't ever want him to think that he's not loved...or broken.