Baby Buddy

Well Dad called me at the beginning of the week while I was at the gym to tell me some sad news about my baby, Buddy.

I was in public so I couldn't get upset or worked up with all these ripped up guys and girls about my dog. I did good until I got home.

here he is sporting a cool plaid vest, like his uncle.

No he's not on his death bed or anything. Its just when it comes to that little guy, I guess you could call me a tad obsessed. [I love my dog, sue me.]

Dr. Sam (our vet and family friend) advised us to leave Buddy over night at the vet for them to observe him on his first night with insulin. That's right. My pup is diabetic. Sad.

Lately, he's been having more accidents around the house and gulping down large amounts of water while not eating a bit.

So my brother clay took him to his check up visit on his ears and told Doc about the occurrences.. and that's when we got it laid on us about that precious baby.

On top of losing 5 pounds and being diabetic, he had a torn ACL. Gah, you would think that dog was a dare devil active pup like his cousin, Maggie Sanford.

here's my sweet, carefree niece in her nanner outfit 

So that's on the agenda next once this sugar thing is worked out.

Buddy is home, cranky, and wants to be treated like a king since we abandoned him at the vet for a day.

I'm sad he's not with me and at my parents, but I know he's is great hands!

Life is good and love your pets!