Examination Time at WSU

This is Siddra and Rosie during her arrival at the WSU Hospital of Veterinary Medicine. Siddra has been very helpful in taking good care of Rosie while she's away from home for three and a half long weeks. She calls us every evening with updates on our sweet Rosie. Yesterday Rosie got to play in the snow with other dogs. We'd also like to thank Janean, Rosies radiation oncologist.

Everything's Going to be Okay

This is what Rosie should be telling us. We are the ones needing assurance, consoling and a shoulder to lean on. We miss her so much, the house is so still and quite after only 2 days of being gone! She will surely miss us but I think 2 short walks a day and maybe some play time with the fourth year vet student Siddra, Rosie will be her usual happy self.

Mile Marker 130

The drive to Pullman from Seattle was five hours long. If it hadn't been for the beautiful weather the drive would have seemed much longer. I took these next two shots out the window of our Pathfinder, thanks to DeeDee for driving the majority of the way to Pullman.

The Drive to WSU was Beautiful

Sleepy Head on the Road to Pullman

The day has come when we had to get the courage up to pack the Pathfinder and load Rosie in for a three and a half week trip away from home. She is on her way to one of the best veterinary hospitals in the nation, Washington State University.

Am I Barking Up the Right Tree?

It was sunny and 60 degrees today. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow, because I have to drive for six hours to see the radiation doctors. I hope they have peanut butter in Pullman?

I Feel Like A Nap

Rosie laying by some old cattails at the school yard.

I Smell Something Down There

Here Comes the Sun

Behind Bars

Sunbathing

Rosie's favorite thing to do is bask in the sun. She likes to kick back in the sunniest part of the house.

I Love My New Canine Couch

Our Amazing Best Friends

Say hello to Sue she's the servant in the back, the other two are Phoebe and Hannah the owners of the house.

Sheba is Rosie's Best Friend

I just wish for once that this young pup would leave me alone. I can never get a decent nap around here.

Check Out My Hip Scar

How do you like my cool scar? I had a mast cell tumor removed. For a short period of time, my nickname was "Frankenbutt". I was pretty good about this scar. The last time I had stitches I yanked them out with my teeth. I was rushed to the doctors then he installed some annoying staples. My parents were too stupid to cone me that night (thank god for NO CONE) so I proceeded to see what would happen if I pulled the staples out with my teeth again! Not a good idea, I was coned, can you believe it! Now that I'm more mature, I didn't bother my stitches too much, because I knew my butt needed to heal. I sure hope I don't have to get another one of these!

Rosie pondering at Marymor Park.

Sweet dreams, Rosie.

I hate these things

This Picture Makes Me Look Fat!