I was born in late 1999 and went to live with a family of three - mom, dad and a little boy. As with my brother, Snowball, the man didn't like me very much. To get away from him I dug out under the fence and went across the street to play. When the family moved, they left me with the family across the street where I'd always gone to play.
My unfurry sister and new mom made me feel loved like I'd never known. Initially I was quite nervous and scared but I discovered everyone (even visitors) was showing me love; hence my nickname "The Love Sponge." It's been a wonderful time in my life and I barely remember those painful early days.
I'm the last of the original group since I recently lost my longtime friend and brother, Mahubbah. I miss him so much but mom and dad got me a new friend, Elmer. He's a lot younger than I am and a bit more playful than I like but it's good to have his company. Life is good.
A while back, Stinky hurt her leg and had to have surgery. As time passed, her injured leg developed arthritis and she began having trouble getting around. To compensate, she used her other leg differently when walking which resulted in both back legs deteriorating. The vet said all we could do is give her pain meds and try to make her as comfortable as possible until the end. On Christmas day, 2012, Stinky finally lost her battle. She could not eat and was drinking lots of water which she soon after vomited. That night she was in and out until finally, around 3 AM, she went out and refused to come back inside. She snoozed the rest of the night in the cold outside on the deck. We had her put down around 9 am on the 26th; she went quietly and peacefully. Our beloved Stinky is finally free of pain. We miss her terribly. |
