Friday, April 28, 2006

OMIGOSH


You guys hafta see this!



Oh yeah... and I'm alive, just swamped with work. Tee-hee

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Pastels: Rafael


I did this one a couple of weeks back and was waiting to get the picture of the model, Rafael, but when I have taken my camera I haven't seen him, then when I do I forget the camera. :p

Hopefully I'll add the photograph of him at some point.


Rafael


^_~ Came out pretty handsome. I like it! He has very definite features and was very enjoyable to draw. Plus he's the nicest of guys! I remember when my husband saw this one he was very jealous because he thought he'd done nude posing. >:) I'll continue to skip drawing the shirts just to tease him.

Monday, April 03, 2006

Ninia...


My husband keeps telling me that it had to be done and I agree; however, I cannot take away the sense of culpability from me. Ninia was put to sleep in the morning. I signed the documents allowing the veterinarian to do it. The poor baby tried so much, she tried so much to make it. She was diagnosed with the parvo virus about 5 days after she was with us and suffered from low blood count, heavy diarrhea, tummy spasms, vomiting, anemia and probably a whole lot of other uncomfortable things that the little one wasn’t able to tell us. After intensive care, injections, IV feeding, medications she overcame parvo. The pretty baby made it and she was once more running around the house, chewing her toys, rolling around with Tushi and getting swatted by Chico. She was skinny but she looked happy. Then by the beginning of last week I noticed her not wanting to eat so I’d mix her food with leftovers so that she’d eat her dry food and at first she would but then it was less and less. I also noticed she got little eye-buggers, but all my pets get them and as with all of them I cleaned them off with a wet cotton ball. By Friday, when I got home from the museum her eyes were very swollen and even her nose was runny. I took her to the vet to get that checked thinking it was an eye infection (plus the 30th was time for her 2nd boosters anyway so I thought she should get those done too). The vet told me it wasn’t an eye infection but probable distemper. He ran blood tests and gave her shots to help her rest through the weekend so that Monday he could run full skin analysis (the eye infection) and send it to the lab but said that if it was distemper that it was probably she wouldn’t make it - since 1975 he had only seen 5 dogs survive the infection and they were adult dogs. I got back home and began giving her new medicine for the tummy inflammation and to help with the eye and nose infection. It was a horrible weekend for all of us. She was in obvious discomfort and it hurt everyone to see her like that. We were able to help with her eye and nose infection but she could hardly walk and her appetite was slim. We gaver her boiled chicken and she'd eat a bit, but never enough. She did not poop a single time since Friday and her leg muscles suffered continual spasms. She developed pneumonia in one lung and the other was completely filled with what I guess was the mucous. I think it was around 10 am when she got the shots that finally let her rest.

She’d look at me as I talked to her and when my husband would talk to her she’d look at him too but she couldn’t move anymore even as I cradled her. Her body was so small and light; she was so weak. She still recognized us. I know it because as she got her first shot she still wiggled her tail.

I am so sorry and feel so guilty. If there is a thing as hell, I am going to it and I will deserve it. I brought her home and I was supposed to take care of her and do everything to give her a good home and I sentenced her to die. The vet and the nurses and my parents and my husband they all tell me that the viruses had come from the shelter. That the viruses do not show themselves within 4 days. That they take 10-12 days to hatch and then some more for the first signs to show, signs which we cannot notice until the virus is fully developed. When she was treated for parvo she could only be treated for that, not for any other sort of disease or her system may get ‘confused’ and not be able to fight any. Well yes, I believe that; I see the logic in that... but I was still a bad mom. She was an ill puppy, since day 1. Flea infested, worm ridden, skinny little puppy and at the first sign that she was ‘okay’ I put her out in the yard because my house was stinky of puppy pee. I should have left her inside and I should have taken her to the vet since the first day that she didn’t want to eat her food instead of mixing it with our leftovers. If I wouldn’t have tried home remedies for her eyes the vet would have caught the virus several days before and maybe the antibiotics would have worked. Maybe she would still be here.

Maybe I wouldn’t have had to carry her little warm body out of the hospital and buried her in my back yard. She would be here, running inside the house as soon as I opened the door and chewing her squeaky toys and biting at my ankles. She was such a wonderful baby. She was a little angel that came home to bring us so much luck. Such good things happened to us when she was here and we couldn’t do the same for her. We just couldn’t do the same for her.

Perdoname Ninia. Perdoname bebita. Te he llorado rios por mi gran culpa y disculpame el no dejarte descansar. Gracias por todo. Te extrañaremos y por favor siguenos bendeciendo. Ya te estoy diseñando tu piedrita mi amor. Gracias por hacernos tan felices el tiempo que estubiste con nosotros y perdoname por haber decidido tu destino por ti.