tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79499759928739634142024-02-19T10:44:05.574-05:002kutekreationsA blog about my furbabies and my crochet kreations.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-9674148386749254842014-06-02T09:00:00.000-04:002014-06-02T09:00:10.982-04:00My little crowns <br />
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Last year I started to make crowns for babies to be used as photography props.<br />
I have to tell you, I love making them. They are my own design although I have not written the pattern. I just have notes in a notebook.<br />
A great photographer Lisa owner of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/LisaFelthousPhotography" target="_blank">Lisa Felthous Photography</a> took some fantastic pictures of them. You can be the judge and tell me, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">2kute</a> , what you think of the crowns and the photography.<br />
Warning: too kute babies are included in the pictures. No nap was skipped so everything was perfect.<br />
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Aren't these absolutely gorgeous?? If you are a photographer and would like to order one or two or more, hop on to<a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank"> 2kute shop</a>. <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute?section_id=5734019&ref=shopsection_leftnav_1" target="_blank">2kute crowns</a> are fit for princesses and princes too.<br /><br />
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<img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/lucixluminose/signature.jpg" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-37298957583870563952014-05-30T09:00:00.000-04:002014-05-30T09:00:07.492-04:00February 24th... Kyra joins the family<br />
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Five months ago today someone really important to the Kure family was born. She joined the family 8 wks later, on February 24th.<br />
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Kyra is a questionable yorkiepoo. I'll explain the 'questionable' part. Her mother is a yorkiepoo (half/half) like BamBam and her dad is a pure bred poodle, so she really has 3/4 poodle and 1/4 yorkie.<br />
She is mostly black and was the runt of her litter, also the only female. Her name means 'little black one', I say it fits her well.<br />
She is so smart and sweet and fit right in with our family, humans and fur members.<br />
She is growing fast, she is now 20 wks.<br />
Kyra will be trained to be my therapy dog and go everywhere with me. <br />
I will be blogging about her adventures and the troubles she gets herself into.<br />
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These pictures were taken the first full day she was here, February 25th, 2014.<br />
I hope you guys like my new baby. She and BamBam get along very well.<br />
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January 28, 2014<br />
0900 hours<br />
We pack the van. Sam scrapes off the ice from the windshield. It's snowing a little bit, flurries really, but we were so excited. <br />
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1100 hours<br />
We are at the parking lot at Lowe's loading up some supplies into the van. It's snowing harder now and someone mentioned it would snow for the next 8 hours.<br />
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We made it safely to our house. The roads is covered in snow now and it hasn't stopped.<br />
We unload the van. Well, Sam unloads the van, I was busy taking pictures. All of a sudden the snow starts to fall heavily. I love it. It's beautiful but I want to enjoy the snow from the safety of the cabin where we stay not on the roads. I tell Sam we had to go. We leave<br />
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We come out of the residential community. There's a downhill spot that drops on US64, there's also a stop sign. Sam hits the brakes, nothing, he does it again, nothing. The van starts to slide onto the state road. He tries to throw the van on the shoulder to the right. Nothing. We slide onto oncoming traffic. One driver manages to go by just fast enough to make past our van. Everything is in slow motion. The second driver traveling on 64 almost makes past behind us. He hit our taillight and rips our bumper off. No one is hurt. BamBam is shaking she's so cold, I am happy as a clam as it's snowing really hard. A firefighter offers to get BamBam warmed up. First snow related fender bender.<br />
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1500 hour<br />
We make back to Wagonmaster Ranch where we stay. BamBam is not sure how she feels about the snow covered ground.<br />
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She gets over it very quickly and starts to walk and sniff the 'white cold thing that falls from the sky'<br />
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1700 hour<br />
I decide to go to the van to get my blood pressure cuff. No one ever told me that the doors freeze in place. As I grabbed the handle to open the passenger door it didn't budge. I fell on my butt and my legs slid under the van. HA! First snow related tumble. It was awesome.<br />
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Jan 29, 2014<br />
We are snowed in.<br />
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We went to Murphy, NC, again this last June.<br />
Sam is building a small cabin for our retirement and to get me out of FL as the weather here is horrible.<br />
On the way down, Sunday, Father's day, we stopped at Cherokee Lake, on 294, so our friend, Paul could take some pictures.<br />
I snapped a few too.<br />
Gotta make memories, right?<br />
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Yesterday was not a bad Sunday aside from being extremely hot.<br />
I crocheted some, did some laundry, took care of two plugged up cats that couldn't pee, did the dishes, and didn't take a nap.<br />
Oh, I even went around the corner with BamBam which tired her, it was way too hot and humid still.<br />
Then I fed everyone, including my humans.<br />
After that I felt sick, all of a sudden. I was eating dinner with Nate and told him my head was numb again, I get this numbness feeling going thru my head often.<br />
I finished my sandwich and told Sam that I was not feeling well. I grabbed my cane and went to sit on the couch. JUST IN TIME!<br />
The seizure hit. I had only time to alert Nate who was sitting in the same room.<br />
It was a bad seizure too. Today I am so tired, my head is confused.<br />
I have been listening to R.E.M., <i>Losing my Religion. </i>When the song goes <i>'that is me in the corner'</i>, that hits me like a brick.<br />
That is how I feel, like I am in a 'corner' looking at life passing by.<br />
It's so scary to go out. I never know when a seizure will come.<br />
What if I am at Hobby Lobby and have one?<br />
I like to go to Hobby Lobby with BamBam. She helps to keep me from having panic attacks and I still can have some sense of independence, going out by myself.<br />
I do not want to have always someone with me. That depresses me.<br />
I do not know what to do from now on.<br />
Meanwhile, I will just stand in the corner. <br />
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<i>'<span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s" id="line_7">That's me in the corner</span> </span></i><br />
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<i><span itemscope="" itemtype="http://schema.org/Lyric"><span class="line line-s hover" id="line_9">Losing my religion' (R.E.M.)</span></span></i><br />
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<img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/lucixluminose/signature.jpg" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-46733093190435486702013-07-20T08:26:00.000-04:002013-07-20T08:26:48.895-04:00JournalI have been thinking and trying to see this blog from a new perspective. I am from now on till, well, till something happens and I get too overwhelmed, going to look at my blog as a journal, a diary of sorts. <br />
I used to love to write. That was before I was nominated to be the bill payer and check book balance-r for the family and bookkeeper for my husband's painting business. A long time ago, time gone and lost, before I had the first TIA that changed my life completely, I used to write.<br />
Now with the stresses of life, paying bills, trying to take care of the household, fight the dust bunnies who by the way, win more battles than me, and <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/64486020/crochet-baby-booties-crochet-baby-shoes?ref=shop_home_active" target="_blank">crocheting </a>the most I can to add stock to <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">2kute</a>'s shop, I just pretty much lost all the desire to read and write.<br />
Do not get too excited about reading my posts. They will not be full of adventures or excitement or even written poetically. They will just be about the life of a simple family who struggles to make ends meet in this economy with only one income.<br />
I will write some posts trying to catch up with some events of this year so we can be more up to date on the whole Kute saga.<br />
Right now, today, this is where our journey stands: I need a haircut, badly, so I am working on that whole anxiety issue of having to go out and as if that were not enough to cause panic attacks, let someone touch me. That might have to be pushed to next week.<br />
Also, Kenny has blood in his urine. So I most likely will have to help Nate with taking Kenny to the veterinarian. That is priority today.<br />
Besides that I plan in crocheting a <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute?section_id=6863037" target="_blank">baby hat</a> to go with a pair of shorts I finished last night.<br />
And what's for dinner? As always, I do not know.<br />
See you guys around the bend...<br />
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I have tried and tried to be a better blogger, have more consistency in my postings. It is hard. One gets caught up with life and there is just not enough hours in the day.<br />
When I am finally get somewhat caught up with my <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">crochet</a> and do at least some of the household chores, I just feel so drained and tired.<br />
Well, we are still here. Me and my <a href="https://www.facebook.com/BamBamKute" target="_blank">BamBam</a>. My sweet little friend is doing well.<br />
I have changed her diet many times since last October.<br />
I have made mistakes along the way, she even got sick, like GI upset a few times. But I am getting the hang of it now.<br />
Last time I took her to Banfield was on June 10th, she had bilateral conjuctivitis. Her weight was at 13.9lbs which is a few ounces more than she weighted after her surgery last year and about a whole pound less than she weighted before her surgery.<br />
I do feel our love and bond has gotten much stronger since her surgery. I did not think that was possible, but it was.<br />
I shall not promise yet again to try and blog more often. Let's see what happens!<br />
Thanks for stopping by. <br />
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<img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/lucixluminose/signature.jpg" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-12489489877013777982013-07-14T10:44:00.000-04:002013-07-14T10:44:13.890-04:00Good Bye Cage<br />
Two months ago today we lost one of our beloved pack members. <br />
We found Cage, my daughter and I, a week before Thanksgiving 2002. He was wondering down our street.<br />
She and I took BamBam for her nightly walk around 9pm or so. This beautiful dog was just walking on our street, few houses down the road.<br />
It was thundering afar and I just could not leave a dog outside, at night in bad weather. He of course, didn't have a tag.<br />
So I made the executive decision to bring him home, put him in the back porch and look for his owners the next day.<br />
Well, it seems some owners just do not want to be found.<br />
Forward about two months, it is January, 2003. I told my husband we would just keep Cage. He was disobedient, not house broken, he had also already dug half of our back yard lawn. So the next thing that had to be done was to take him in for shots and check up.<br />
He was heartworm positive. My husband could not believe someone had dumped a dog because he was heartworm positive (in addition to being poorly trained.)<br />
We took care of him. Did the heartworm treatment and he was fine.<br />
Forward ten years. Cage now looks like he is nearing the end of his life. A life of many escapades. He slowed down, lost weight, lost some hair, the hair left was grayish. I estimated him to be about 12-13 yrs old. Maybe even 14. <br />
This past April he stopped eating. There was nothing much we could do. He was in acute kidney failure. I hand fed him for about three weeks. He would look at me waiting for the next spoonful with so much love in his eyes. I will cherish those moments forever. But his kidneys were old and just could not function properly anymore. He just slipped away in his sleep.<br />
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We miss him and always will. Our pack now is short of one of the boys.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cage right after we rescued him. I think he was a Shiba Inu/Chow mix.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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RIP Cage. 11/?/2002-5/14/2013<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-65845936454622453082013-04-29T09:00:00.000-04:002013-04-29T09:00:11.385-04:002kute Raises the Roof!<br />
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As many of you already know, I have
several health issues. I have had three TIAs (strokes) being that two of those
were last year. I suffer from fibromyalgia, neuropathy, migraines,
seizures.... and some other stuff with long names. The doctors can't
do much for me anymore, just keep me on medicine to control the
migraines. The pain from the fibromyalgia is just ever present as
there is nothing that really helps.</div>
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For some unexplainable reason when I am
up in the mountains I feel better. The doctors say it's
psychological, I say it's God's doing.</div>
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My sweet husband, Mr Kute, sole
provider of our household since I became ill back in 2003, has been
working 70+ hours/week to support us and is at the same time building a small house for us up in NC. He is doing most of the work
himself with some help. We have been building since 2010, slowly, out
of pocket so we don't add a second mortgage to our already tight
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He works here and every break he gets
we drive up and he does a little work there.</div>
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Last week we were there and on the way
down back to FL, I asked him how much it would cost us to purchase
materials for the roof over the front porch. The house has a roof
already but we couldn't afford the roof over the porch. He told me it
would be around $600.</div>
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I thought that it was something that I
could <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">crochet</a> like a mad woman and raise that amount. I really want
to do this, I really want my roof and I want to look at it and feel
good about myself, that I helped my husband.
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So I talked to some friends from <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">etsy</a> on facebook. These sweet people that I have only met online have
offered to donate a few items to help me.</div>
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You see, when I told Mr Kute that I
wanted to make money for the roof, he grinned and being married to
the man for almost 32 years I know what he was thinking - 'it's
gonna take her forever to raise that kind of money'.</div>
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Well, he was not counting that I had so
many awesome friends.</div>
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Come check out my '2kute raises the roof' <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151605724840149&set=a.10151605724790149.1073741829.72180505148&type=1&theater" target="_blank">album here</a>. If you don't see anything you like or need, please like/share/comment on the pictures on the album on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10151605724840149&set=a.10151605724790149.1073741829.72180505148&type=1&theater" target="_blank">facebook</a>. That helps to increase the views.</div>
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Thanks for your support and for reading my post. </div>
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Y'all know I have been crocheting for years now.<br />
Some may even consider me a yarn and pattern hoarder as I buy them often. My hard drive is full of patterns and my craft room is full of bins stuffed with yarn.<br />
There are styles and stitches I like more than others. There are also items that are my favorite to make such as hats and <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute?section_id=7563232" target="_blank">baby booties.</a><br />
I love ripple and chevron style items. So I decided to design a simple dishcloth that would be fun to make.<br />
It took me about a week to get the right stitches but I finally got a <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/37911896/pdf-crochet-dishcloth-pattern-stepping?ref=shop_home_active" target="_blank">pattern</a> written. <br />
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You can really use any color combo you would like. These make great housewarming gifts and bridal showers. They are eco friendly and reusable.<br />
If you can <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">crochet</a>, you can get the pattern here:<br />
<a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute?section_id=10181568" target="_blank">etsy</a><br />
<a href="http://www.craftsy.com/user/490914/pattern-store?_ct=fhevybu-ikrdql-fqjjuhdijehu" target="_blank">craftsy</a><br />
<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/stores/2kutekreations" target="_blank">ravelry</a><br />
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If you cannot crochet, <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/47874125/chevron-crochet-dishcloth-washcloth?ref=shop_home_active" target="_blank">2kute</a> will make them for you.<br />
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<img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y130/lucixluminose/signature.jpg" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-68388292427253538822013-03-12T08:32:00.000-04:002013-03-12T08:32:36.999-04:00My newest design<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Although due to health problems and living in FL, I don't enjoy spring (spring brings summer which bring heats which brings pain), I do love flowers and I can appreciate what spring means to others and to nature.
Having a bout of that spring feeling, I got my hook and yarns and decided to work on a hat and add color and flowers.
I love making <a href="s://www.etsy.com/listing/43490412/crochet-flower-applique-crochet-applique?">crochet flowers.</a><br />
This is a newborn up to 6 weeks old size <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/126135319/crochet-baby-hats-crochet-sack-hat-baby?" target="_blank">tube hat</a>. I added three ties and a flower to both ends of the ties.
What do you think? For the hookers out there, would this be something you would like to have me write the pattern???<br />
You can find my crochet flowers and my hats on <a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">2kute</a>'s shop over at etsy.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-2760449402367959402013-02-07T09:15:00.001-05:002013-02-07T09:29:24.385-05:00Valentine's day is fast approachingI don't know if it's just me or everyone feels the same way - time flies.<br />
I can't believe it's almost Valentine's day again.<br />
It seems I can never get products in my shop in time for any of the holidays, I am always being caught off guard. I can never manage to start Christmas production until October. Now it's Valentine's day and I finally made two new hats last week. I know I should be working on bunnies and chickies already but I had to give these adorable <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/12255770/crochet-puppy-hat-baby-hats-puppy-hat" target="_blank">puppies</a> a chance.<br />
The pattern is by the awesome Melanie aka <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/3BoysAndABallOfYarn" target="_blank">3 Boys & a Ball of Yarn</a><br />
You can find my crochet <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/63985604/crochet-puppy-hat-baby-hats-puppy-hat" target="_blank">Valentine's puppies </a>in my shop on <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">etsy</a>. After all, you must have a <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">2kute</a> for every occasion. <br />
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Keep in mind that I can make other colors/sizes. I love custom orders.<br />
So stop by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">2kute</a> and let me know what you need.<br />
Have a great day!<br />
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I am sorry I skipped so many days of blogging. I have been busy taking care of Bambam.<br />
I am gonna try and let you guys know what happened.<br />
On Wednesday, July 11th, I dropped Bambam at the hospital at 7am. My heart was tight, I also felt like someone had kicked me in the stomach.<br />
I filled out the paper work and kissed her. Then the nurse picked her up to take her to the back and I kissed her little nose again. I was so scared that that would be the last time I would be kissing her little wet nose.<br />
I dragged myself back to my van. Went to Wal Mart and got a few things including a pack of wee wee pads for her. Got back in the car and just had to stop by Publix and grab a chocolate cake. I needed comfort food and was trying to stay away from home. The house is just not the same without her.<br />
Once you get to be a certain age, time flies. You wake up and all of a sudden it's evening again. Well, not this past Wednesday. Time was dragging.<br />
I decided not to crochet, I couldn't sit and concentrate. So I did some cleaning. One corner of my family room did me in. I was exhausted.<br />
I had asked my son to stay home with me that day and he did. We talked and even played some video games which by the way, I suck at Forza.<br />
So many thoughts crossing my mind. What if the blood work came back with abnormalities and she couldn't have the surgery? What if the x ray showed tumors in her spleen or liver???<br />
By 1pm I figured that didn't happen and they were doing surgery. No news sometimes is good news. By 3:30 my phone vibrated (long story, it doesn't ring anymore) and it was Zach the nurse. He told me that she had the surgery, everything went fine, she was already awake, and even walking.<br />
It was like I had had a brick wall on my chest and all of a sudden someone lifted it and I let this gulp of air out. It was so loud Zach laughed and said 'you can breath again'.... seriously! jeez...<br />
I picked her up at 5:30pm. She looked better than I thought she would but still totally groggy. I bought her a cone of shame which she hates.<br />
Wednesday night we didn't sleep. She couldn't get comfortable with the darn piece of plastic around her neck so we just hang out in the family room taking short naps.<br />
Thursday we slept most of the day, we were so tired.<br />
Friday came and her doctor called. I was shaking when I recognized it was Dr BB.<br />
She had wonderful news: the margins were clean, no cancer cells. The tumor was a low grade II meaning the cells were starting to misbehave.<br />
Now we need to keep a close eye on Bambam and at any sign of another tumor, run to the doctor.<br />
Note: the mast cell tumor feels and looks like a lipoma (fatty tissue)... it's so similar to a lipoma it fools the doctors until they get the pathology report back.<br />
So if you find a lump on your cat or dog, make an appointment right away please.<br />
I have been doing some research as to what I can do to avoid another tumor. These suckers like to reoccur.<br />
That will be another post.<br />
Note the personalized hot pink towel that Bambam loves. It became her 'security' blanket these days. That awesome towel was made by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/KreationsbyAnna" target="_blank">Kreations by Anna.</a> <br />
Thanks for all the prayers.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-47144444066191082342012-07-10T11:50:00.001-04:002012-07-10T11:52:50.636-04:00GroomingAnd Tuesday is here. Tomorrow my baby girl will spend the day at the animal hospital.<br />
I am gonna try and keep busy doing physical stuff tomorrow so I don't keep looking at the clock.<br />
My son will be home all day with me and we might play some video games too, that sure helps kill some time<br />
I just groomed Bambam. I ran the razor to make her hair a bit shorter and bathed her. Needless to say she isn't too happy with me right now. And right before I bathed her I gave her the Benadryl she hates.<br />
The lump hasn't grown any. It's smaller than when I found it 2 wks ago<br />
I just want this nightmare to be over and done with.<br />
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As many of you know I <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">crochet</a>. Due to several chronic illnesses I am no longer able to work. It's this crocheting that will pay for Bambam's care and treatments.<br />
I really love crocheting or as I call it, hooking (we use a hook.) I particularly like to make <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">hats and booties.</a><br />
I just made some new allees (short for alligators.) They are my best seller and I love making them. I have two new color combinations.<br />
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They make great baby shower gifts. What do you think of these <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/103683905/crochet-baby-booties-crochet-mock-crocs" target="_blank">baby booties?</a><br />
Come visit me on facebook at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/2kutekreations2" target="_blank">2kutekreations </a>to always be the first to see my new kreations.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-27559040165912026622012-07-08T20:33:00.000-04:002012-07-08T20:33:14.433-04:00And Sunday is almost over....<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Bambam is still acting normal. She actually asked me to go outside three times today. She sunbathed and sat on my arms while I rested them on the railings of the front porch.<br />
She loves sitting in my arms like that and she fits perfectly too.<br />
She didn't eat all her breakfast and that concerned me a bit but by noon she asked me to have the left overs and ate all of it.<br />
She also ate all her dinner. These are good signs. Eating, no vomiting, no diarrhea.... <br />
She also barked some when she heard the front door. Bottom line, she is her normal self. Happy, sweet, calm, loving, lovable, cuddly,.... my perfect pup.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-29485740225280442872012-07-07T22:01:00.001-04:002012-07-07T22:01:59.400-04:00Update on BambamToday I talked to Dr BB (her last name initials). I called Banfield early in the day to remind them I needed to know how much the surgery will cost and had a few questions for Dr BB. At a little bit after 6pm (they close at 6) she called me.<br />
Our conversation went something like this:<br />
me: Do you guys do CPR if her heart stops during surgery due to anesthesia?<br />
Dr BB: Yes, unless we are otherwise told.<br />
me: Oh I want everything you can do to bring her back if that happens. CPR, oxygen, epi... whatever it takes.<br />
Dr BB: Ok, got it.<br />
me: can you guys do a stain of the tissue removed at the hospital to determine if you should keep removing more tissue right away?<br />
Dr BB: no, we have to send to pathology and wait for the results.<br />
me: if she's been under a long time forget her dental, her teeth are not my priority right now.<br />
Dr BB: yes, I understand. And, Dr T, head surgeon of the hospital changed her scheduled around so she can be here assisting me.<br />
That made me feel calmer. I trust Dr BB, the fact that she asked the head surgeon to be there with her made me respect her more.<br />
<br />Then I asked how much the surgery will cost (BB has the Banfield wellness plan) which I was rather surprised with her answer. It will cost about half of what I thought it would.<br />
I still have to <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/2kute" target="_blank">crochet many baby hats and booties</a> to pay for it but I will gladly do it for my Bambam.<br />
I appreciate all the prayers. We need them. <br />
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Her doctor and I have a game plan against this thing that has invaded the body of my beautiful girl. Her doctor and I are pretty much in the same page (except they haven't told me how much this surgery will cost, but that is Banfield's fault not Dr B's)<br />
As the minutes tick away, many thoughts come to my overloaded mind. It's Friday. Is this the last Friday I'll have baby girl with me?? Will she make it thru surgery on Wednesday?<br />
How am I gonna relent her to the arms of the nurse to be taken to the back of the clinic when I won't know if I'll come back later in the day to pick up my sweetie???<br />
How do you let go????<br />
I am not afraid of taking care of her after surgery. I'll stay up night after night, I'll carry her outside to do her business, I'll give her her meds around the clock.... I am not even afraid of having a 3 legged dog if it comes to the point of her leg having to be amputated.<br />
I am afraid of losing her, I am afraid of the excruciating pain of not having her around me...<br />
Am I being selfish????<br />
People say that their dogs tell them when it's time to let them go. Well, Bambam looked into my eyes this morning and I could see the same thing that I have always seen. She told me that she loves me and she's happy to be here with me.<br />
We are not ready to part ways... we are just not ready yet. <br />
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I have procrastinated for days to write this post. Somehow in my mind if I type it will be real.<br />
Right now I feel like it's a horrible nightmare and I will wake up and everything is gonna be the way it was before.... before Wednesday last week.<br />
That was when I went to bed as always, after taking Ellie and Bambam outside for a last pee pee. Then we go to the bedroom, Ellie heads to her bed by my bed and Bambam waits for me to pick her up and put her on my bed. Then she plays, and rubs herself against the sheets, she makes a nest with my covers and lays down.<br />
Well I laid down but couldn't sleep. It's a habit of mine when I can't fall asleep to caress and pet Bambam. Somehow the warmth of her little body and her soft fur calms me and I end up falling asleep.<br />
Well, not that night. As I was running my fingers on her hind legs I found a lump on her left leg.<br />
Now, I know that lump was not there for long, I always check my dogs, weekly, for lumps and bumps.<br />
I tried not to panic so she wouldn't feel the stress that I would generate. I just hugged her and spent the night awake imagining every worse scenario.<br />
Thursday early in the morning I called Banfield . They told us to come in at 4. Well, that was a long day, 4 o'clock took forever. I was there at the clinic by 3:30 because I just couldn't stand to wait at home.<br />
Her doctor said that it definitely needed an FNA (fine needle aspiration) so she did it, right away. The sample was sent to the lab. Now this was on Thursday at almost 5, I knew those results were not gonna be ready till Monday.<br />
What a long weekend! And keeping an eye on her, her behavior, if she is eating, drinking, peeing, pooping....<br />
Monday came and the nightmare got worse. The lump is a mast cell tumor.<br />
If you are not a hard core dog lover you are probably thinking 'oh she'll be ok'.... for the ones who your pets are your fur children and you have found already your soul dog, that one that looks at you and you both know what the other is feeling or wants ... yeah, a piece of my heart or my soul or my being, I don't know how to put into words.... just broke into a million pieces.<br />
I went back with her this Tuesday to consult with her doctor.<br />
Here is what comes next: Wednesday the 11th is the day<br />
Bambam will have blood work, xrays and ultrasounds. Then she'll have surgery. Dr B will go in and remove the tumor (it's pea size the damn thing causing so much havoc), she has to take about an inch of tissue all around which might pose a problem being that the tumor is not that far from Bambam's knee.<br />
If pathology comes back (that will be another 3-4 days) that the tumor is grade I and that the tissue removed around it is clear of bad cells, we will celebrate. Bambam will be put on Prednisone and live another 5-6 yrs.<br />
If it's grade II, more surgery and possibly radiation.<br />
The doctor is pretty much sure it's not grade III. Bambam is her normal self except for the 3 times a day I have to give her Benadryl and she gets mad. She's eating, playing, barking.... when a dog has a grade III mast cell tumor the poor animal gets very ill and they have very little left, just a few weeks.<br />
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PLEASE, run your hands thru your animals often, at least once/mo, look between the pads on their paws (yeah mast cell tumors love those places), look at their gum to see if it's a good pink... don't wait till the 6 or 12 mos check up at the vet.<br />
I am sure that lump on Bambam's leg was not there for over a week before I found it.<br />
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PLEASE, pray for her. She's my baby and the one who lays with me when I am in pain. For 10 yrs now she's been my companion. She's 11 but yorkiepoos have a longer life span so she is not 'old'.<br />
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I have a big pet peeve. I hate when someone sits a glass or mug on my tables. It stains the tables.<br />
That is why I have lots of coasters.<br />
I make my own <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/21578975/crochet-coasters" target="_blank">crochet coasters</a> using 100% cotton. Cotton is the best fiber to use to make coasters. It is much more absorbent than acrylic yarn.<br />
Take a look at these!!! I make them different colors to match the different holidays.<br />
These ones are star shaped in red/white/blue. Perfect for this 4th of July.<br />
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Y'all know I crochet right??? I have been crocheting for a while now.<br />
I am really thankful for the skills I have acquired to be able to perform this art. <br />
I making a wide variety of items. I have not tried apparel yet.<br />
My portfolio you could say, range from items for babies to adults to home. <br />
My latest obsession, I mean, favorite item to make, is <a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/64486020/crochet-baby-booties-crochet-mock-crocs" target="_blank">crochet baby booties</a>.<br />
These are my allees. They are very kute if I may say so myself. They are kind of inspired by some 'real' shoes.<br />
The strap swivels to be put behind baby's heel if one wants to do it. <br />
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I am trying to pick it up again. You guys gotta help me.
So Bambam got a new sweater back in February (when it was supposed to be nice and cold and it wasn't), anyway,
my buddy Liz made this awesome sweater for Bambam. Tell me how stylish she looks.
Go visit Liz, she'll make your pooch an awesome sweater too.
She's on facebook at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/P3Puppies">P3 Puppies.
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Why you will ask, well, she somehow knows I am gonna be going out to pick him up and wants to go on a ride.<br />Something she does every day, no matter what, is to stare at me intently... at 5pm.<br />She will sit here and stare at me until I get up and feed them all dinner.<br />I think it is awesome. Sometimes I take pictures so I am gonna share a couple with you guys.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2CcqkWsIAOsYWf1ibIQyjHcbsI5NxRoJ6mfXVBKTWtNd2IwPyJngqbz50_8FbxCu4hLkH2eWuGV-11EqCxNRcrp0KzpDRCHHevQ8cHLZpVxaSLUOV_5Ao01uKG2zst6lbaP9HSjIExBD/s1600/DSC09426.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR2CcqkWsIAOsYWf1ibIQyjHcbsI5NxRoJ6mfXVBKTWtNd2IwPyJngqbz50_8FbxCu4hLkH2eWuGV-11EqCxNRcrp0KzpDRCHHevQ8cHLZpVxaSLUOV_5Ao01uKG2zst6lbaP9HSjIExBD/s320/DSC09426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701621205770728114" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2vz03Zqp46UZj0s8czr8XgKE57df24Mlsrh4_iI77__PhkOIxhOxOAdyGj9dKLy2Zyf37aPbLcRsV1yU9bTeut92Jq8ha6zXqNmNt-QGjepoKB1fjUjKvictBquSHyS5RQ4X1MHG-GLI/s1600/bambam2012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2vz03Zqp46UZj0s8czr8XgKE57df24Mlsrh4_iI77__PhkOIxhOxOAdyGj9dKLy2Zyf37aPbLcRsV1yU9bTeut92Jq8ha6zXqNmNt-QGjepoKB1fjUjKvictBquSHyS5RQ4X1MHG-GLI/s320/bambam2012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701621210678612290" /></a><br /><br /><br />Do you have any stories about your pet??? Please share and... <br />oh sorry, gotta run, she's staring at me. Now you know what time it is on the East coast.<br />Be back later as soon as I finish feeding th.... gotta run.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/199/FFA53BBB4505FD47E0A95F94CA75E3F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7949975992873963414.post-68052337520881125862011-10-11T08:14:00.001-04:002011-10-11T08:14:34.520-04:00Share the Love - Featured Artisan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/barbararosenzweig"><img border="0" height="400px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-3nP6-DVQ4MYTXiLPxs2qpjXK1ox0LLMcl5EoFAbErLgH6JQshdHuslKz-XmO4AXBUYaApJADh1T9j5PLZbVk6BB0-EQBHGzu6zLv8Ty3qRAUv-3IQKMWz3AKWLyWEWMXo8Vrjl_ioWM/s400/Watercolors+by+Barbara+Collage.jpg" width="400px" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><strong><span style="font-size: large;">This week's featured artisan is Barbara Rosenzweig - Watercolors by Barbara. Beautiful creations to add to your home! 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Gorgeous Handbound books and journals. A work of art to keep your thoughts, pics and more! You can find Blue Highways on:</div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/bluehighways?ref=top_trail">Etsy</a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://andrea-attheshores.blogspot.com/">Blog</a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/bluehighwaysbooks">Facebook</a></div><br /><br /><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/199/FFA53BBB4505FD47E0A95F94CA75E3F8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16067408985907071265noreply@blogger.com1