A Message From Mom
Lulu here… AKA Bogart’s mom. I fully realize my part in not updating Bogart’s blog as much as I – of course – should have been in the last week or so. I’ve also been remiss in our blog visitations, for which Bogart has duly chastised me. But despite what Bogart may have told you, there is actually a pretty darned good reason, one that he doesn’t yet know about.
His buddy Heidi the Boxer – you may know her as his pawsonal trainer – was diagnosed with aggressive, incurable cancer this past week. It’s made her mama and dad incredibly sad, and I’ve been sad as well. She had been up and down with a mystery illness for the last month or two, and it wasn’t until this week when she went to a real doggie specialist and the diagnosis was made.
I was the one who got Heidi to her new parents a little more than two years ago – one of my past co-workers had puppies, and Heidi was impossible to resist. She was a little brown wiggly kiwi, and she still makes me giggle every time I see her pretty smile.
Heidi and Bogart are only a few months apart in age. I simply could not imagine losing my best buddy at such a young age, and my heart aches for both Heidi and her mom and dad. They’ve decided to keep Heidi happy until she’s ready to cross – every day will be Christmas, as they’ve said – and yesterday Heidi’s dad went out and got not one, but two new baby boxers (in the picture above) so that Heidi would be able to impart some of her special “Heidi-ness” to them. Heidi LOVES her new playmates, she’s busy teaching them all about her house, her cool yard, and which toys are HERS, and watching them all play together is warming their mom and dad’s heart.
Soon we’ll bring Bogart over to meet the little ones, and to spend more time with his special Boxer-babe, Miss Heidi. I’m sure he’ll be excited to meet them, and lots of Airedale-Boxer hilarity will ensue.
Sorry for hijacking your blog Bogart, you may of course bite me on the thigh now (which you KNOW that I hate).
Love,
Lulu & Bogart
I am Bogart Handsome Devil, your host with the mostest! An opinionated Airedale Terrier puppy dog, I'm growing up in the big city with cats and 2 humans, making my way from fuzzy spudling to full-grown stud. Sit, stay, steal a treat or two.