I am a real estate saleswoman. I love animals and wish I could work with them but I can't afford it. I also have to cats Kira and Sadie.
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About My Corgi(s):
I WAS 8 AND A HALF years old and full of life! I can speak spanish and do too many tricks to count! I am very smart and talented and will do anything for food! I like to run and chase balls. I also chase squirrels, cats, and birds. I didn't make the cancer battle my owners are waiting to see why because everything happens for a reason. Please keep me in your prayers I need them! Love Riley. Riley april 25 2000 to sept 27 2008
Riley looks like a wonderful dog who has the joy for life! We will pray for you Riley! Keep smiling that big corgi smile! We love you Halloween outfit. Daisy is going to be something this year...it's her first Halloween! Maybe she can be Riley's swashbuckling female side kick! lol Hug your pup, he deserves one!
It always amazes me that somehow our bodies tell us what we need. So the "NO CARBS" maybe something that the body naturally does with cancer. Very interesting.
You're in our prayers and we're sending all the love and god vibes we can.
Thank you! It was a great birthday cake, even OK for people! It was Sidney's one year birthday. He's a him, but many people assume Sidney is a girl's name these days! I tell people "Sidney" like Sidney Poitier or Sid Ceaser. He's a character and we love him dearly.
I also have an older dog. Bruce was a rescue (pulled him off death row, literally), a corgi/elkhound mix. He's been my shadow and a most awesome dog. He was just diagnosed with kidney failure and is on a special diet. Like Riley, I'm hoping though special diet and care I can keep Bruce in my life for a few months or even years longer. He's thirteen or fourteen now.
Thank You so much for the wonderful compliment on Lance! He is fixed so he will not be able to pass on his beautiful looks, : ( He is a bit bummed out about it, lol!!!
Lance is a blue merle, I am sure the breeder would have kept him as she shows corgis, his Dad is a champion and his Mom is working on her title. She probably would have kept him to breed if he wasnt considered faulted. According to standards he cannot be shown or bred. He has one eye that is not completely black around the rim and is pink, it is considered a fault. We lucked out when we found him, we dont consider him faulted at all, we love his gorgeous looks! In order to breed though and to better the corgi breed a faulted corgi should not be bred. Lance is a Cardigan. You should see his Dad, he gets his good lookss from his Dad, his Dads coat is just gorgeous also, it is more smokey grey/and black marbled look. His Dads tail is so fluffy which Lance didnt get but thats ok. His coat is silky smooth, never lost the softness of the puppy coat as he aged, yeah! Lance says he forgives you for mistaken him as a girl......hehe : ) Lance says Mom needs to change the name under his picture to Lance so people dont get confused! : ) Natalie
I'm so sorry to read about Rileys cancer...could you do chemo on him? maybe there 'alternitive' medicine options? Like accupuncture? I'm sure you have explored your options....but know I am praying 4 u and your Riley. Our dogs give so much to us, & to watch them suffer is like death to us. Stay strong, and stay positive! Positive vibes can be felt by them. It can help them stay strong.
I'm so sorry to read about Rileys cancer...could you do chemo on him? maybe there 'alternitive' medicine options? Like accupuncture? I'm sure you have explored your options....but know I am praying 4 u and your Riley. Our dogs give so much to us, & to watch them suffer is like death to us. Stay strong, and stay positive! Positive vibes can be felt by them. It can help them stay strong.
Thanks, he is a cutie if I do say so myself. I know what it is like when your buddy is not doing well. But hang in and give him everything that he needs right now. Most of all love.
I absolutely know what you're going through. As I'm typing this, tears are falling for Riley and you. Dogs live in the here and now. They don't worry about tomorrow or yesterday. So do what he loves, go to the beach, lake etc. Let him have the most delicious things you can think he might like chocolate ice cream, cake, what ever, steak or roasted chicken.
A friend of mine who lost her dog, Roxy, to Lymphoma last year, knew that going on walks was one of Roxy's favorite things. When Roxy couldn't walk anymore, she would still take her every day in a stroller. On her last day, she walked to the Vet's office with Roxy in the stroller.
All these things will not only help Riley feel very good, but also help ease the pain after he's made the trip to the bridge. I don't know if you're aware of the "Rainbow Bridge", but I thougt I would include it for you here.
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
I am so sorry you have to go through this Riley, it brought tears to my eyes looking at your sores. I really wish there wasnt such a thing as cancer. : ( It makes me so sad. It just isnt fair. Corgi hugs to you and your family Riley.
How is Sir Riley doing now? Any signs of improvement? How are you and your family doing? You're all still in my prayers."The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18 (one of my favourite comfort verses).
Hi, that is good to know. I find the Psalms very comforting...really gets down to our emotions. Ok, if you don't mind that I send them, here is the one that I have on my wallpaper on my computer. I put it there so that I read it every day and it helps me put my fears into perspective. So glad to hear the Riley is doing better...will keep praying. I pray for him and you every time I think of you. Take care, God is sovereign over all of this. Joy PS What is your name?
Please check with the vet if there is any stronger medication you can give him. I really think that the shaking is from pain. There are some really good meds that would make sure he's not feeling any pain and still let him enjoy life. Aspirin could also be upsetting to the tummy and cause a loss of appetite.
You're right about things coming on fast. There will be many good days and some awful days. When the bad days outnumber the good it's time to consider letting him go. I would seriously talk to the vet and ask about pain management and ask him to be honest with you regarding quality of life. I know my vet told me it was time to let go and that was when I scheduled the appt.
Riley and your family will continue to be in my prayers and thoughts.
Riley and family, I came accross this today and couldn't help thinking of you and what all of you are facing in the coming days.
(Reprinted with permission from Dogster post)
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember . . .
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter -- simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room -- and when you feel it brush against you for the first time -- it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet -- and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day -- if your friend and whatever higher being you believe in have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul -- a bit smaller in size than your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very, very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart.
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your pet -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love -- like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -- it is a Love we will always possess.
Martin Scot Kosins
Know that we're sending extra prayers and good thoughts.
Timmy and I and I'm sure a lot of other MyCorgi members will be here for you.
Thanks so much everyone for your comments. it really means a lot...I can barely see what I'm typing through the tears..they are both happy and sad..I have so many mixed feelings right now..I am mad..happy..sad...they just keep changing..But everyones positiveness is definatly helping so thanks so much
OH! I am SO sorry to hear that you haven't seen the miracal you wanted For Sir Riley! I sometimes have a hard time figuring out what to say to folks that are having to deal with such extrodinary pain. but i hope you don't think that you had no miricals in this situation. i feel reading your posts that Sir Riley and you have been each others miracles! God Bless and You are both still in my prayers
Sir Riley of Pembroke
Sep 1, 2008
Carmen
Sep 1, 2008
Sam Tsang
Sep 1, 2008
Jenni & Dave Fields
Sep 2, 2008
Lisa P from WV
Sep 2, 2008
Lil' Guinness
Sep 3, 2008
Sir Riley of Pembroke
Sep 4, 2008
Sylvia & Timmy
You're in our prayers and we're sending all the love and god vibes we can.
Sep 5, 2008
patrice
Sep 8, 2008
Geri & Sidney
I also have an older dog. Bruce was a rescue (pulled him off death row, literally), a corgi/elkhound mix. He's been my shadow and a most awesome dog. He was just diagnosed with kidney failure and is on a special diet. Like Riley, I'm hoping though special diet and care I can keep Bruce in my life for a few months or even years longer. He's thirteen or fourteen now.
Here's to our miracle dogs!
Sep 11, 2008
Sir Riley of Pembroke
Sep 16, 2008
Natalie, Lance &Tucker
Lance is a blue merle, I am sure the breeder would have kept him as she shows corgis, his Dad is a champion and his Mom is working on her title. She probably would have kept him to breed if he wasnt considered faulted. According to standards he cannot be shown or bred. He has one eye that is not completely black around the rim and is pink, it is considered a fault. We lucked out when we found him, we dont consider him faulted at all, we love his gorgeous looks! In order to breed though and to better the corgi breed a faulted corgi should not be bred. Lance is a Cardigan. You should see his Dad, he gets his good lookss from his Dad, his Dads coat is just gorgeous also, it is more smokey grey/and black marbled look. His Dads tail is so fluffy which Lance didnt get but thats ok. His coat is silky smooth, never lost the softness of the puppy coat as he aged, yeah! Lance says he forgives you for mistaken him as a girl......hehe : ) Lance says Mom needs to change the name under his picture to Lance so people dont get confused! : ) Natalie
Sep 19, 2008
Furpants McGee
Sep 21, 2008
Furpants McGee
Sep 21, 2008
Madog
Sep 21, 2008
Sir Riley of Pembroke
Sep 21, 2008
Sylvia & Timmy
A friend of mine who lost her dog, Roxy, to Lymphoma last year, knew that going on walks was one of Roxy's favorite things. When Roxy couldn't walk anymore, she would still take her every day in a stroller. On her last day, she walked to the Vet's office with Roxy in the stroller.
All these things will not only help Riley feel very good, but also help ease the pain after he's made the trip to the bridge. I don't know if you're aware of the "Rainbow Bridge", but I thougt I would include it for you here.
RAINBOW BRIDGE
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
Thoughts and prayers, Sylvia and Timmy
Sep 21, 2008
Dannielle
Sep 21, 2008
Natalie, Lance &Tucker
Sep 21, 2008
Butter
Sep 22, 2008
Butter
Sep 22, 2008
Butter
Sep 22, 2008
Sylvia & Timmy
You're right about things coming on fast. There will be many good days and some awful days. When the bad days outnumber the good it's time to consider letting him go. I would seriously talk to the vet and ask about pain management and ask him to be honest with you regarding quality of life. I know my vet told me it was time to let go and that was when I scheduled the appt.
Riley and your family will continue to be in my prayers and thoughts.
Sep 22, 2008
Mandy and Lori
Sep 23, 2008
Sylvia & Timmy
(Reprinted with permission from Dogster post)
If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember . . .
The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter -- simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room -- and when you feel it brush against you for the first time -- it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.
The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep when you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet -- and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.
And on this day -- if your friend and whatever higher being you believe in have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own -- on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you -- you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.
If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.
But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul -- a bit smaller in size than your own -- seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come.
And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg -- very, very lightly.
And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lie -- you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely to be painful, and leave an ache in your heart.
As time passes the ache will come and go as if it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.
But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when -- along with the memory of your pet -- and piercing through the heaviness in your heart -- there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love -- like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow -- and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets -- it is a Love we will always possess.
Martin Scot Kosins
Know that we're sending extra prayers and good thoughts.
Timmy and I and I'm sure a lot of other MyCorgi members will be here for you.
Sylvia and Timmy
Sep 25, 2008
Sir Riley of Pembroke
Sep 25, 2008
Juel
Sep 25, 2008