Tough Day

Today started off very rough, and emotional. 

I woke up to Candice explaining to me that Harvey pooped all over her room, but not to worry that she had already cleaned it up. (I silently closed my eyes tight and clinched my fist together, just screamed in my head) I replied with great I hope he is in his cage....

She says"Yep, and mom he pooped so much that my toilet wont flush...."

This little dog has completely ruined our carpet in the small amount of time we have had him.

So I crawled very slowly out of bed, tears and all dripping down my face because I have seriously HAD enough of this dog going potty in the house. If I am not cleaning up after the kids, I am cleaning up after him.... VERY YUCKY!

Candice does a great job at cleaning up after him, but she doesn't spray the area and clean it.

As I put all that worry to the side, and the thoughts that I want to find a new home for him are not an option I have been told, I decided I had a full day of "fun" to do (fun=other stuff then cleaning)

So I walked up stairs to grab some clothes for the kids, I so painfully realized that the poop was not in Candices' room, that it was painfully blinding me, just sitting, smeared into my carpets, smack dab in the middle of my hall.....(I do not have pictures for it is disgusting)

I had a complete break down, sick to my stomach.

NOW knowing that I have to get the carpets cleaned and it is an EMERGENCY...

Called Russ and asked if he knew anyone that we could "barter" their services with.

The one friend that does carpet cleaning only works 2 days a week...

So already being tight on money i have to come up with a way that we can afford this cleaning service...

However, as we strolled out the door so I can get my sanity back for a minute, we went to a few places and picked up Austins awesome "prize" from the library...

On our way home I remembered it was TUESDAY.....!!

Something big was suppose to happen on this day...."thinking, thinking....."

ROWDY... oh Rowdy how we love this old grumpy mutt...

for the past 3 years Rowdy has developed a cyst/tumor, we were not sure what it was, I had brought him into the vet a few times the past 3 years to have it "drained" thinking it was just a cyst... we were told that it was not an emergency that its not cancerous, so not to worry about it. I finally found a vet, that I trust, I love him! He is so honest and courteous to my wallet. He saved our St Bernard's life, now I trust him with everything and have become a loyal patient ;)

One evening I woke up to this painful cry from outside, and I jumped out of bed to look out the window and it was Rowdy cuddling his baby, he was in that much pain, this thing doubled its size in a matter of about 8 weeks..

As we brought Rowdy and his "baby" (we called it), that same evening. 

He drained 630cc of fluid from this now what we know "tumor"

The Dr gave us a very reasonable price, also included a neutering.

we picked him up 27 staples later...2 weeks later...... Rowdy has no more baby Rowdy, no more pain, and no more stitches, thankfully the staff had realized I am a procrastinator and got Rowdy in an hour after I called.