Maverick

After we got back home from granny Howard's funeral it was time to get back to work. The boys had plans already in place to go out of town to visit some of Michael's family as well as go to an Astros game as well as several other fun stops along the way.

I had my best friend since I was 7yo, Stacy, coming in to visit.  Stacy wasn't able to be in town on Friday as originally planned so I ended up hanging out with my other best friend Amy and two of her three girls.  Jessie, the one that is the same age as Blake. Jessie is Amy's middle daughter.  Amy and I were pregnant for the Jessie and Blake when we met in May of 1991. Olivia my God daughter also came.  We had planned on  playing games but, somehow never made it to that.  We sat around talking and laughing like a bunch of school girls.  It was a lot of fun.

Stacy made it in Saturday.  We went and had a pedicure, ate at On the Boarder and then rented I don't know how many movies.  We didn't get through very many video's because we were to busy talking and laughing.  It was just the weekend I needed after losing someone I loved.  It makes you really appreciate the times you get to share with loved ones.

The boys didn't get back in town until Tuesday. Maverick hadn't be acting like herself and the day after the boys got home I notice blood on the hardwood  floors and had a bit of a melt down.  I had already lost my dad in January and my granny just over a week before.  Maverick is our baby girl and I couldn't stand the thought of losing her too.  Michael was off so he took her in to the vet.  She was one sick little girl.  Thankfully we caught whatever it was early.  We had to pick her up from one vet and take her to a different clinic that would have someone there until late at night then would be back early in the morning.  The next day we were sent home with 3 different bottle of medication as well as her having to be on RX food until the end of the year.  Maverick, I call her baby girl, is 11 1/2 yo.  She has been the best puppy we have ever had.  Heck, neither Michael nor I have ever had a dog that long.  We got her when Blake was just a little guy.  We let Blake name her.  It was either going to be Cobra or Maverick.  I'm so happy he chose Maverick.  It fits her perfectly!

The following weekend we had plans to go visit Michael's cousin Ty and his wife.  We had made arrangements with Jessie for her to watch Maverick that weekend.  The plans fell through so Maverick ended up coming with us.  It was the first time she had ever traveled with us.  Maverick did great!

We had a wonderful time visiting and of course got our days and nights mixed up.  But, that's the best part of a visit.  Not wanting to stop talking long enough to get the sleep you need to carry on the conversation the next day.

Maverick is still on RX food.  Other than that she is back to herself.