I have never written a blog. In fact my mama and my hero brother, Atticus, rarely let me near the keyboard. But here I am. The sidekick… Wilbur. Every hero needs a sidekick and I fill that purpose for Atticus.
My bro is still in the dumps — you know, just wiped out from surgery and pain and medications. I’ve been trying to give him love, but his giant e-collar (torture cone!) is always hitting me and knocking me around. I’m sturdy, but I’m not used to plastic spheres pushing me around!
Atticus is recovering and mama is busy so I thought I’d take the opportunity to give you the latest update.
I’ve been worried sick! I can admit that I’m the fretful one in my family. I think it has to do with me being abandoned once upon a time and I fear for losing the ones I love.
Atti is an awesome big brother. Really — he guides me and loves on me, but never teases me. I hear that some human older siblings do that, but not my Atticus. He’s my protector and best bud. As a stray, I never imagined I would wind up in such a loving and accepting family.
So, as you can imagine I’m fussing over his health right now. Don’t get me wrong — he is healing, but I can’t help but play out my role in the family: worry wart.
Atticus has been able to keep down his last couple of meals…relief!! And Dr. Arnold called today to let us know that his bladder biopsy came back clear. Which means he’s off the heavy-duty antibiotics and back to the milder version. Good news for Atti’s belly!
He looks pathetic with his plastic halo, bruises and sutures, but his spirit is sunny. It’s hard to keep a good pup down!
My nature is to worry and I can’t help myself, but I am encouraged by Atticus’s courage and strength.
Since I never get a chance to express myself I want to take this opportunity to thank you all for your concern. Atti is a gem to me and, obviously, many others. Don’t worry (I’m doing enough for all of you) — my bro will return soon.