Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian's Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.
Riley here. I get to do the poem for this week, using this picture that Angel Sammy found for us. Here we go!
It's New Year's Eve by Riley
It's New Year's Eve in the Old Folks Home.
No one's dancing or playing with phones.
Blowing on toys is fun for the boys;
The girls laugh and say my ears hurt, Oy!
We know there's no promise of one more year.
(Oh, what's the difference if I'm deaf in one ear!)
We'll live happily in a life full of love
'Til we fly away to our new home above.
Speaking of ears, I think I must be going deaf in at least one ear, too. I thought I heard Mom Amy say, "Good girl, Chia!"
I went back to my favorite vet place a couple of weeks ago. First I had to go to work with Mom Amy and spend the day there.

It wasn't bad at all. The Al-Anon group came in at noon and L.O.V.E.D. me! I stayed for part of their meeting, then they let me back out to the office when I asked. I went on to the vet's because I had been coughing and hacking a lot more and Mom Amy worried I might have caught a doggie cold or something. They took another x-ray of my chest. If you want to read about the first x-ray, click here. In short, that first x-ray showed my heart was a bit enlarged, and my heart murmur had gotten worse. This time, Mrs. Dr. Vet hung the old x-ray from March and the new one she just took up side-by-side and Mom Amy could see that my heart had gotten bigger. The Vet said that it was pressing up against something called an esophagus (Mom Amy spelled that for me) and that was making me cough. Kinda like if you press on your throat and it makes you cough. I got some pills that will help slow down how fast my heart is growing. I guess maybe that was on my mind and that's why I wrote the poem the way I did. Hey, love y'all! *wags* Riley
From Mom Amy: There's nothing that will cure what is happening, only slow it down some. As it is, we are thankful for every day we have with our Big Guy Riley.
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