Author Archives: princess

I didn’t think I’d be posting again so soon after completing my story last week (although I had my suspicions…..). I am just sooooo excited. I have a new Monkeybutt sister!!!!!!!  I am so proud of my mum. I was really … Continue reading →

This is the last chapter of my earthly life, bringing us full circle.  While it has been a sad and difficult chapter to write, it is also a chapter full of warmth and everlasting love.  My memoirs would not have been complete without it.   No-one … Continue reading →

 The last six weeks in my earthly body were tough.  Hopefully this blog post will give others some insight into my experience – how mets showed up in me, and what worked and what didn’t work.  This blog is a … Continue reading →

Once I became a tripawd I got extra loving from my mum and step dad and my dad.  And of course I got to go out every day to the nearby parks and meet my friends just like I did … Continue reading →

Even though the 5th August will be 3 months since we lost Magnum, I’ve still been thinking in terms of weeks and today marks 12 weeks since that heart wrenching day.  There has only been one day in all of … Continue reading →

There was an upside to chemo. Yep, really, and quite a big one! I got to sit in the car with the window right down so that I could stick my head fully out of it as we drove along.  It … Continue reading →

When I finally got to go home with mum one month after my amputation I was beside myself with excitement. I raced across the grass to greet her with such proficiency that you’d swear I had always had three legs. … Continue reading →

My reminiscing continues….. It’s been just over ten months since I became a Tripawd.  Mum thinks I was too high on the drugs to remember much about the amputation. She’s just jealous. Of course I can remember it.  I was … Continue reading →

…The nice man’s voice trailed off as mum let out a gasp of horror and began to cry. Those few words changed our lives forever. It’s now time to talk about the difficult stuff, the stuff that I know is … Continue reading →

When I was a puppy everyone thought I was really cute and wanted to cuddle me.  But when I got bigger strangers started crossing the road to avoid me because I was a big scary rottweiler.  So I would strain … Continue reading →