Caprice Crane's Blog, page 44
January 22, 2011
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January 20, 2011
When I feel alone (which is always), I pretend that Marcel is my...
When I feel alone (which is always), I pretend that Marcel is my best friend and then I don't feel so alone.
January 19, 2011
Octomom took a gig doing "fetish" porn, whipping a...
Octomom took a gig doing "fetish" porn, whipping a grown man in a baby costume.
Her 14 kids will be so proud.
I'm also pretty sure her uterus is big enough for that dude to take a nap in between takes.
January 18, 2011
Thanks Everyone Who Reached Out About Max
I love you guys and I'm also not surprised by who sent loving sweet messages or left them or hearts on that post. Love and hearts back to you.
Thanks also to those who "unfollowed" after that post. You don't belong here.
An update: There is definitely anxiety. Max was prescribed xanax for that and we'll see how that goes.
His dental visit is canceled now, so no one needs to worry on Monday about him going under anesthesia. However, it is canceled because we don't know if it would be the best thing for Max right now and we won't know for a few weeks.
Turns out, Max has tumors in his spleen. Also, around his spleen and in other areas. We had an ultrasound and xrays today and he behaved like a perfect gentleman, of course.
A lot of his symptoms may or may not be related to the tumors. If they are malignant, if they have metastasized, if they are in his brain and that is what's causing his erratic and anxious behavior, time will tell.
His doctor, who has known him since he was a baby wants to wait and see him in about three weeks to see if it is spreading. If it is, it is not the type of cancer that will respond to chemo. It is also not the type to warrant removal of the spleen and existing tumors because it is aggressive if it is already spreading and will just continue to do so, therefore cutting him open would be needless suffering.
Please keep my little man in your thoughts. There is no better dog in the universe. He needs to be okay and to stick around for many more years. In the meantime, Max will be loved as always with every ounce of my heart and soul and he and I thank you so much for caring about us.
He'd also like me to tell you all that for all of the "bacon" talk that goes on around here, NOBODY seems to be sharing any with him and he thinks perhaps you should all take a long, hard look at yourselves.*
* I'm sorry about that. He's just agitated after a day at the vet. He means, "thank you for your support and we really do love you guys. And he would like some bacon."
Truthful Tuesday
Max hasn't been well for the past two weeks. We've been in LA and NY in homes he is comfortable at and used to and neither place has him feeling safe. We've even checked into hotels to see if it was something in his immediate surroundings that was upsetting him.
He's anxious and uncomfortable and it breaks my heart. He barks at me to get my attention and IT FUCKING KILLS ME THAT I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HE'S TRYING TO SAY.
We've been to the vet in LA. We're going to the vet today in NY. I'm hoping it's not dementia because he's too young. Or a brain tumor because - just no. I hate not knowing and that vets tell me the symptoms are too vague. We're running tests today and getting bloodwork done. His teeth aren't in the best shape so Monday he has a dental which he'll have to be completely put out for and I will be a nervous crazy wreck. They'll probably remove some teeth and biopsy the growth in his little mouth to see if that is what's causing him discomfort.
If any of you are animal lovers like me you get it. There's nothing worse than your little baby trying to tell you something that you can't understand. I imagine this is how it is for parents with newborns - it must just be crazy making. I would do ANYTHING to know whats upsetting my little guy and to fix it.
Please think good thoughts for my boy. He's the best guy I know.
Thanks xoxo
January 15, 2011
What am I doing on this Saturday night you ask?
Just chillin. Hangin' out. Looking at pictures of Heidi the cross-eyed opossum.
And Heidi the cross-eyed opossum sticking her tongue out at me.
She's sassy. (If loving a cross-eyed opossum is wrong, I don't want to be right.)
Why, what are you doing?
