It's crazy to say that on Thursday, I will be 9 months pregnant. Technically, women are pregnant for 10 months, but I still get such a reaction from people when I tell them I'm almost 9 months pregnant. Ha, it's a little crazy for even me. In as little as 4 weeks, I could go into labor and have my precious little girl with me. Finally. She is so sweet and perfect as she wiggles around in my belly but I am beyond ready for her to be here, for multiple reasons. I've been crazy emotional lately and there are plenty of factors playing a role in that one. Not only the fact that I'm super pregnant and that I'm only a month away from being a mom (it could even be sooner than that), but other things too.

There is so many wonderful things happening in my life. My mom is getting married this Saturday which means that I'll get to see my sister and my niece. My dad and I are on good terms again. I'm on the way to get my GED. Joseph and I are finally financially stable; plus we have been doing pretty good in terms of fighting and to be quite frank, he has been amazing. There is an underline problem that keeps me from being the happiest I could be, though. Unfortunately, Owen is not doing the best.
It started out two Sundays ago, when we were at my mom's. We took Tokin and Owen over there (which I'm not sure if that had anything to do with it) but we left all three dogs (including my mom's chihuahua, Diogi) locked up in the kitchen to go down to the pool. Owen and Diogi are left alone together all the time. Tokin and Owen are never left alone together but like I said, I don't know if that had anything to do with it because Owen is pretty firm on letting other dogs know he doesn't take any shit. However, when we returned Owen was limping on his front paw. The next day, it was a small limp on his front paw and not walking at all on his back leg. We took him to the vet and he was given two x-rays which confirmed that there was no broken bones or slipped disks or anything of that sort. So his bones are fine. The doctor prescribed us Metacam which is a pain and anti-inflammatory, telling me that it may just be a swollen muscle or pinched nerve. That was last Thursday and Owen has not gotten better at all. Instead, he started to howl in pain for literally no reason. We took him back to the vet two days ago and the vet took his temperature and he was running a pretty high fever which prompted the doctor to suggest maybe he has an infection. So, we were given antibiotics and told to give him the antibiotics twice a day along with the Metacam. I took Owen to my mom's house yesterday and for the first time in two weeks, I saw him try to play a little with Diogi and somewhat act like his normal self again. It made me cry out of pure happiness because all I want right now is for Owen to get better. It's literally crushing me seeing him like this. I am giving him another week and then taking him to the vet again. If I take him a third time and he is still acting the way he is acting and howling in pain, I will be taking him to a different vet for a different opinion. Not that I don't love our vet, he is amazing, but I need results. It seems as if he is playing a guessing game but I need my dog to get better. I need to know what is wrong with him so that he can get better. Despite having a super great day yesterday at my mom's, he was back to square one today. Howling, hung head and tail, and just kind of lame. He was eating pretty good today, though so I suppose that is a start.

I'll just continue to give him his medicine and pray for my sweet little bear.