Before you ask... the picture here is Scrappy, my Grandson Brandon's dog. They got him at a rescue a few months ago. Scrappy is about 8 months old, and boy does he live up to his name. He really keeps them busy.

I really have to thank each and everyone of you for all of you prayers and love... especially yesterday. It seems the prayer did not go unheard. Sweet Mike is so much better today. I am sooooo grateful to God and to everyone who offered up even the slightest of prayers and good wishes.

He was having difficulty breathing last night when we went to bed. I stayed awake for hours and kept waking up during the night to listen to his breathing. About 3:00, he finally started to sound "normal". I was just so relieved... you can't imagine how hard it is to hear your best friend struggle for air or breath so shallow that you have to put your hand on him to feel that he's still moving. We slept with the window open a little, and I think that may have helped open up his passage ways. The heat was on, and I'm sure the economists would have a field day with our home, because even now... to keep him breathing right, I have the heat on and the door open. My gas bill is going to be extreme.. but at least he's able to breath normally.

This morning, he seemed just like the old Mike. Went outside, begged for treats and barked at a truck making noise as it went by the house... I tell ya... I've never been so happy to hear barking in my life.

Little Katie has been really great through all of this, even though, at times she couldn't understand why she had to leave her brother alone or be in the cage.

She is such a character. She did give me a bit of relief yesterday... you would have busted a gut laughing. I let her outside and she started barking like crazy. I figured she just needed to let off steam.... but then she really went crazy, like she had seen a ghost... I looked around the corner of the house to see what was out there, and saw the dreaded object that was so threatening to her.... it was a volleyball that the wind had blown in our yard. I swear... she sounded like a pit bull going after some evil prey. As I walked her closer to it, she kept barking and straining to attack it.. but when we got closer to it, she was very cautious.. as if an alien were going to jump out of it. I laughed myself silly.... I really needed that yesterday. (Wish I had a video of it to replay when I start feeling down).

And then.... she saw her first bird yesterday... a robin. She pulled and strained and barked to get at it, but apparently this robin is use to rambuncious puppies barking at it and stood her ground and laughed at the little one having such a hissy fit. When it finally flew away.. it flew right over Miss Katie's head. Well... Katie wouldn't have that. She ran and tried to catch it... as she watched it fly, she jumped up with all fours to reach for it and did a 360 flip backwards. Oh my gosh... it was hilarious. The bird was about ten feet over her head, but she wouldn't let that stop her.

It feels so good to be able to write happy things here after having such a stressful day yesterday. I know I stressed everyone else out too, and I'm sorry about that... but I know you all understand what we're going through, and I'm so glad I have you all to turn to. Thank you again from the bottom of my heart.

Love & Blessings