Queen of our Hearts

Okay, so both fur-girls hold that title, but today’s all about Missy Sissy, Princess of Moo, Haddon Wood’s Princess of Joy, Mango Minster’s Best of Show, winner of the Shameless Doggy Diva category, and so much more. 

The most darling girl is four today.  Ironically, today also marks 10 months since she lost vision in her left eye due to glaucoma.  Yes, on Christmas Eve.  I’ll never feel quite the same about that day… but today is a celebration!  Please pop over to the fur-girls’ blog and enter the contest.   We intentionally didn’t announce prizes because we want everyone to participate… so we promise we’ll dream up something good when the winner(s) is/are selected.

October 2010

It’s been one heck of a year with the Queen.   One year ago, we were battling eye allergies, but otherwise, she was great, and she still had that beautiful left eye.

December 26th

Then came Christmas Eve and the roughest January on record.  I hate that photo, but it’s terribly important that you see it.  That’s what glaucoma looks like, and yes, that’s pain and suffering on her sweet face.  (I couldn’t bring myself to edit it, so enjoy the snowy steps, okay?)  We were bolstered by the best vets in the world, and continue to be grateful for their compassion, wisdom and whole-pack care, and held together by you, our friends and relations.

I’m pretty sure both girls got their Mango Minster wins on sympathy votes, but even I am shameless and proud.  It was the beginning of our heeling  healing, and again, we are grateful for each and every one of you who voted, made a spouse or co-worker vote, etc., and for the judges, who are shameless dogs and divas in their own rights.

Since then, our luck has indeed turned, with the noted exception of losing Wondervet to her home state and her hubby’s dream job.  But she’s not really gone… she just isn’t here to put her hands on Sissy anymore.  That’s the kind of impact this dog has on lives… she just wins people over everywhere we go.

We love you, goofy, sweet girl.  It is truly an honor to be your caretakers, to tuck you in each night, to give bellyrubs on demand, to tend to your walking needs, to watch you mother the Wee One…  Happy birthday baby, and may there be many, MANY more.