"Beep. Beep. Beep." Alarm going off at 5:45 AM. Cue the "Scratch. Scratch." on the door. I said cue the "Scratch. Scratch." on the door. Nothing.
I jump out of bed. I open the door. No Javier. I start to panic. Then I look down under the antique chair and he is half in his bed and he is breathing funny. He doesn't move.
Usually each day when my alarm goes off, Javier immediately starts scratching on my bedroom door. I let him in, and we cuddle for a bit while I wake up. So I knew that something was wrong. I quickly get ready, and at 7:00 AM I rush Javi over to the Sherwood Pet Clinic. He has a couple of X-Rays and then they want to monitor him for a bit. I pick Javi up and transfer him to a different clinic where they will continue to monitor him and treat him once they figure out what is wrong with him. Hopefully my little bud is okay and feeling better when I get back.
Today I am off to Scottsdale, AZ to visit my bio Dad, Ben. I am looking forward to some sunshine and warm weather and to see my bio dad. It has been way too long. Goodbye cloudy Oregon. See you in a couple days.
I WAS BORN WITH A SUITCASE IN MY HAND: ADVENTURES AROUND THE WORLD Becky Rochester would gladly live out of a suitcase if it meant she could see the world, and that is what she did and continues to do today. She has lived in WI, IL, PA, CA, OR, New Zealand and Australia. Working in different wineries and vineyards and now a brewery, she lives life to the fullest. Sometimes following her heart instead of her head put her in some difficult situations, but she wouldn't change a thing.
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