Showing posts with label pets and animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pets and animals. Show all posts

2014, The Roller Coaster Year

I know I'm extremely behind on blogging, so this is my pitiful attempt to catch up. I decided it'd be easier to recap 2014.

2014 was a roller coaster year, with incredible highs and lows:

  • We (Michael) started a big garden/fruit orchard in our yard and we enjoyed the first year's yield.
  • We submitted our application to adopt a baby and had fun making the announcement on Mother's Day.
  • We celebrated 7 years of marriage.
  • Shortly thereafter, we had to say goodbye to our furry son, Fred, and put him to sleep.
  • We enjoyed an amazing plant-based McDougall vacation in Costa Rica
  • We added a new furry child to our family, Maddi, whom we adopted from the humane society.
  • On September 9th, we came home to a horrific scene of Maddi's leg being stuck in the door to the washing machine, badly broken...most traumatizing thing I've experienced yet. Thankfully she is fully recovered now.
  • In late September, Michael's mom, Lisa, was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer and told she had a month or two up to a year or two left to live. She didn't want treatment for the first couple months because she wanted to enjoy her quality of life. She had been treated for cancer two times previously in her life and knew how awful treatment could be.
  • In mid-November, her pain worsened to the point that she wanted to begin radiation treatments to help with the pain. But by early December, it became clear that she was not going to survive this battle. She could no longer walk or care for herself.
  • On November 18th, Christine turned 30! On the 19th, we got the greatest call we could hope for: a birth mother chose us to adopt her baby that was due in mid-December!
  • Because we would be expecting a newborn baby and dealing with Lisa soon to be passing away, we felt extremely overwhelmed with life, but tried to take care of as many things as we could before receiving the baby. We sold or moved Lisa's stuff, sublet her apartment, adopted her dog, and took ownership of her car.
  • We felt the body of Christ like never before! We were so touched and awed by the outpouring of love and support from friends and family. Dear friends threw me a baby shower on December 7th. Friends and co-workers generously gave baby gifts and items to us that they no longer needed or bought from our registry. We had everything we needed to receive a newborn, plus a network of friends who were happy to care for our pets while we went to the hospital to celebrate her birth and bring her home.
  • On December 19th, we welcomed EVY into the world and our lives!
  • Lisa got to meet EVY before she passed away on December 27th. We hadn't seen her that energetic in some time, so that was a beautiful moment.
  • The memorial service for Lisa was so special and a beautiful way to remember her. We're sad she is no longer living, but we rejoice in knowing that because she trusted in Christ and Christ alone for her salvation, she is in heaven with Him, fully healed and at peace.
Although there was lots of heartache in 2014, there is ALWAYS something to be thankful for, you just have to focus on what you have and not what you don't have. Our faith has been greatly strengthened through this year and we look forward to what 2015 has in store.



Storms Lately

In just one month since my last post, a lot has happened in our lives. The title of this post does not refer to the weather, but to some difficult circumstances we've encountered in the past month. We would appreciate your prayers as we navigate these storms and ask for God's strength and wisdom to get through them. Thank you!

Maddi
Literally the evening of my last blog post, Maddi had a terrible accident.

We left all our pets inside the house while we attended our Tuesday night Bible Study and were gone for about 2 hours. Before we even opened the utility room/garage door to enter the house, we could hear Maddi meowing and it wasn't a normal sound.

When we opened the door, the dogs were freaking out, and Maddi was hanging by one leg from the front loading washing machine door. She had somehow gotten her right back leg wedged into the crevice of the door hinge. We think maybe she tried to jump up onto the washer and didn't quite make it. (And we usually leave the washer door cracked or fully open so it doesn't mildew...never in a million years did it occur to us that this could pose a threat.) This picture shows my finger oriented how her leg was caught, but I could not get my finger as deep down as her leg was, just to give you an idea of how stuck she was.

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The scene was awful and very traumatic for us. Maddi was frantically crying in pain, had relieved herself, and there was some blood and scratch marks on the wall. Michael rushed to her and held her body up to relieve the weight of her hanging. But Maddi (like all cats in a frantic situation) bit his hand multiple times. Praise the Lord He put the thought in my mind to tell him to grab her by the scruff of her neck (which tends to immobilize cats).

This gave us a chance to take a breath and figure out what to do. I put the dogs in the backyard and then tried to look closer at the door and her leg. It was wedged down deep, and the way to door is designed, there's no way to make that space open wider by either opening or closing the door -- that space remains relatively the same width. So then I got a screwdriver to try to remove the door, but also by the way it's designed, you cannot access the screws unless you open the door past 90-degrees. But this would have required us to pull the entire washing machine towards us, while holding Maddi up, and then crush her leg more to open the door past 90 degrees -- not an option!

At some point during this chaos, I frantically called my parents who live about 10 minutes away. I don't think I said anything coherent, just bits and pieces of panicked yelling "Maddi...leg...stuck....help" I'm amazed my mom understood anything I said, but she said she'd be right over.

Also while we were frantically trying to figure out what to do, I decided to dose her with liquid pain medicine I had leftover from Fred, just to help take the edge off.

We were struggling with what to do for about 15-20 minutes. We were both so panicked. Thoughts kept running through my mind that I wanted to call someone to rescue us. I thought about calling the police, but realized that no police would rush to aid an animal when they have people to save. We couldn't remove the door. We couldn't take the washing machine with us to have someone else help. It finally just hit me that no one was coming to rescue us, we would just have to figure out how to get her leg free.

The most important thing to do was to get that leg free. So I grit my teeth, told Michael to hold her tight, I put my fingers underneath her leg, and just forced it straight upward and out of the crevice. It was awful (I could feel clearly that her leg was broken badly)...but it worked. Her leg was free, praise God!

We quickly placed her in a cat kennel and started driving to the emergency room at the vet school. Michael called my parents and told them we had just left. (I'm so thankful that my mom - who is as much of an animal lover as me - did not have to witness her still stuck in the door.) I drove like a maniac and literally honked and flashed my lights at people to move out of our way. I put our emergency flashers on and speed like crazy, running at least 5 lights. I'm shocked no police cars were in the vicinity, but I would not have stopped until we reached the vet school -- another praise to God.

We rushed her inside and handed her over to the wonderful staff at the vet school.

And then I broke down.

Literally a basket case. The weight of that scene overcame me and I just needed to release all those intense feelings. They said they see it happen all the time. ;)

My parents were there as well and were a huge support to us. I'm so glad to live close to family!

At the vet school emergency room, they stabilize the situation and then give you a recommendation. That night, they told us that her leg was badly broken and likely involved the ankle bone, which would be difficult to fix and would likely require amputation. But they would show her case to the orthopedic vets first thing the next morning and let them make their recommendations.

So we went home that night with heavy hearts and prepared ourselves to raise a three-legged kitten. We even watched YouTube videos of three-legged cats to comfort us that they could still have a happy life. Michael selflessly offered to clean the utility room so we would not have to be reminded of the accident. He even re-painted the scratch marks on the wall that night, and you really cannot tell unless I point it out. He did a wonderful job, and I was so thankful for him doing that (while I had a large alcoholic beverage to take the edge off.) And his brilliant solution for the washer door: wedge a rolled up towel in the crevice so the door can still remain open to avoid mildew, but nothing can get stuck in the crevice anymore.

We then stayed up as late as we could watching The Big Bang Theory to try to avoid sleep. Even when we eventually went to bed, we could not sleep well because the images of the night kept coming to mind. It was seriously the most traumatic event either one of us had ever experienced. I have so much respect for people who deal with scenes like that on a regular basis (doctors, vets, emergency responders, military, etc.)

The next morning God bestowed yet another blessing on us -- the orthopedic vet, Dr. C. called us and said that she looked at Maddi's case and thought she was an excellent candidate to have her leg repaired through surgery instead of having to amputate. Her leg was broken in two places: the tibia and fibula, but it did not involve the ankle bone. Because she was a kitten and it was a relatively clean break, Dr. C. thought her chances were really good. She even petitioned the board to partially match the cost of the surgery. Her care has been above and beyond the norm.

So Maddi had surgery on Wednesday, September 10th. They put in a metal plate and several screws. Here is a picture we took of her after her surgery.

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She came home with us on Friday, September 12th. She is a tough, tough girl. We have to keep her confined to a dog kennel to prevent her from running or jumping. On October 22nd, we'll take her in for another set of x-rays to check how well the bones are healing. Dr. C. may relax the activity restrictions after that point, but it could be longer.

Overall, Maddi is doing well. We have to leave her cones on because otherwise she will bite at and irritate the incision site. This means we have to feed and water her twice a day since she can't eat or drink with the cones on. She is NOT happy about having to be confined to a kennel, but she's just going to have to trust us that we're doing what is best for her in the long run. We're hopeful that she'll make a full recovery and regain full use of her leg. She already walks with equal weight on her legs. We're just so thankful she was able to keep her leg!

We call her our little Daisy Flower because of the cones:

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Cancer
Another storm in our lives is a very close family member as well as a family friend suffering with cancer. I don't want to share the details of other people's lives, but these two people are very dear to us. We would greatly appreciate your prayers for healing, and that the ill would keep their eyes fixed on Christ. Lord, help us to encourage them, love on them, and enjoy every moment that we do have left with them. God is always and only good.

Thank you!

Meet Maddi And The Rest Of Our Summer

Shortly after our return from Costa Rica, our hearts were aching to try to fill the space that our Freddie Boy left behind. So we went to a local shelter to look at kittens. Michael was excited about this because ever since he met me, I'd had the three adult cats. They took a while to warm up to him, and he never felt like they truly accepted him (typical cat attitude, huh?) So he looked forward to the idea of picking out a kitten together that would be just as attached to him as to me. So on that note, we'd like to introduce you to our newest addition to our family:

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Her name is Maddi, short for our favorite kind of date, the Medjool date. The shelter lady was so excited for us to adopt her and said that unfortunately the black cats are harder to adopt out. Silly superstitious people!

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Although there is some truth to the fears...Maddi does act possessed by a demon on occasion. We joke and call her Mad Cat or that she has an evil twin, Caddi, who sometimes takes over her personality.

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Seeing as how our other two cats HATE her (perhaps because Maddi keeps trying to chew on their tails and pounce on them?), she has resorted to buddying up with the dogs. We think she believes she's a tiny dog too.

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The dogs were so curious about her from the beginning, sniffing her underneath the bathroom door.

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She's crazy sometimes, but she's a cute fit in our family.



Other updates since Costa Rica:

More Pet Cuteness
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Someone who wanted to workout with us.
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And a whole lot of sleepy going around.
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Garden
God has blessed us well with the garden this summer. We've been swimming in squash, cucumbers, tomatoes, and watermelon. We even hunted around town and found a very mature fig tree that no one was harvesting from - their loss is our delicious gain!

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A Very Thoughtful Gift
Suzanne, the student intern who attended to Fred while he was hospitalized was so kind to paint a watercolor portrait of him and send it to us to remember him by. She will make a wonderful veterinarian with her heart of compassion!

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Approved and Waiting
We found out we were officially approved to adopt through our agency and are now waiting to be chosen by a birth mother. You can follow our adoption journey on Hope Does Not Disappoint.

Family and Home Life Pictures
Because we have been approved, the next thing we had to do was finish our profile book, which meant taking some pictures of family and our home life.

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Silly pictures and all. Hey, we're just being ourselves.
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We even had a Family Movie Night. We watched God's Not Dead, ate dinner together, and had banana chocolate pudding for dessert (all plant-based of course). It was so much fun!
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Travel System
We also started shopping around for a travel system because an infant car seat is the one thing we absolutely have to have in order to bring a baby home. We have decided on the Graco FastAction Fold Jogger Click Connect Travel System/Click Connect 35 travel system. But it had to pass The Michael Test first (a.k.a. running around the store like a crazy person to try to test it for weaknesses).

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One Republic Concert
We attended a One Republic concert and had a great time. This time around, we bought pre-assigned seating tickets so that we could get there whenever we wanted to (rather than first come first serve on the lawn). It was worth the increased price in my opinion. We shopped around at a Babies R Us (where we confirmed the above travel system is the one we want to get someday), ate dinner at Salata, and then went to the concert. Christina Perri was one of the opening acts, and she was wonderful too. One Republic was really good and they played a lot of familiar songs.

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Costa Rica

If you follow us on Tofu and Manna, then you have probably heard us mention the name Dr. John McDougall before. He is a board-certified internist doctor who owns a clinic in California. But more to the point, he is a passionate and outspoken proponent of a whole foods, plant-based diet (a diet centered on starch like potatoes, whole grains, and legumes). There are several "plant-based" doctors and experts that we like to follow, but Dr. McDougall is our favorite. He is direct, uncompromising, and unashamed - qualities that we appreciate and relate to.

When we discovered on his website that his program organizes annual all-inclusive vacations, we were all too eager to start saving up for it. A vacation with all the plant-based food included so we don't have to hassle with it ourselves like previous vacations, plus a chance to MEET one of our personal role models? Yes please!

The choices were Hawaii this past January or Costa Rica last month. Since Hawaii was twice as expensive and coming up the soonest (less time to save up for it), we selected Costa Rica. It was a great choice because Costa Rica is one of the most bio-diverse locations in all the world. We saw a ton of natural wildlife and plants while there, and the weather was gorgeous! We were in Costa Rica from June 21-28, and I tried to organize the following sections by topic. If you are ever interested in learning about a plant-based diet and want to enjoy a relaxing and fun vacation in the process, we highly recommend booking a McDougall Adventure!

Why a McDougall Adventure?
We wanted to go on a vacation that would be fun, relaxing, and rewarding. This vacation accomplished all three - above and beyond our expectations. Not having to plan ahead or worry about what was in the food we would be served made it worth the premium paid. It was wonderful to feel "normal" again - to be able to just sit down, eat, and socialize with other like-minded people.

Our Schedule
These vacations are pretty popular - there were about 130 people that attended this adventure trip in Costa Rica. To encourage building friendships and to keep the excursions fun and at a reasonable number, all attendees were assigned to one of four groups. Each group had a set schedule of which excursion they would do on a given day of the week. We were placed in the purple group, the "monos" (monkeys in Spanish). Our schedule for the week was:

  • Saturday - Arrival
  • Sunday - Free Day/Orientation
  • Monday - River Tour
  • Tuesday - Free Day
  • Wednesday - Horseback Riding/Hot Springs
  • Thursday - Snorkeling
  • Friday - Canopy Tour
  • Saturday - Depart


Pre-vacation/Arrival



Because we had our home study office interview scheduled for June 20th in Fort Worth, we decided to just take the whole day off. It was a good thing too, because our caseworker told us that the interview would take approximately 4 hours to complete, but we are apparently very long-winded - we didn't even finish. (We'll finish the remaining questions by telephone.) It was still a great pre-vacation day of fun by eating lunch at The Spiral Diner, dinner at Whole Foods, and watching "The Holiday" at our friends' house who let us crash at their place while they were out of town (thank you Kevin and Amanda!!) Staying at their house was perfect because they live within 15 minutes of the airport...and our flight departed at 5:45AM on Saturday, June 21st. Yes, 5:45AM. We woke up at 3:00AM...

After a nap on the flight to Miami, while we waited for our final flight to Costa Rica, we met the first fellow "McDougaller" family in the airport and got to share our stories. It was fun to meet a family that was as excited to meet the McDougalls as we were. When we arrived in Liberia, Costa Rica and cleared customs, we found the tour guide hired by the McDougalls to transport all of us to the resort. That means we got to meet even more McDougallers on the bus ride! :)

Hilton Papagayo All-Inclusive Resort



The resort is located in Guanacaste, the northwest region in Costa Rica. It is a beautiful resort that is set in the hills and cliffs right off the Culebra Bay. You can see in the pictures how elevated different parts of the resort were. Because it wasn't directly the Pacific ocean, the water was really calm with very tiny waves, almost like a big lake (but still had a strong tide). The resort had several swimming pools, restaurants (but we never ate at any of them since our food was made special for our group), and hiking trails.

The Wildlife



Wildlife was everywhere. I'll share more soon about the wildlife we saw on the River Tour, but we saw a lot just at the resort. There are tons of birds that reside either permanently or seasonally in Costa Rica. The squirrels looked really different. They had a cat that lives at the resort, and one night we saw a dog that had coloring similar to Ginger (made us miss her real bad!) And there were iguanas everywhere. It became an inside joke that since Costa Rica natives have descendants from the Mayans, Aztecs, and Incas, that the iguanas were like little stealth warriors. You'd know they were coming for you if you heard a quiet "Inca!" yell growing louder like, "Incaaaaaaaaaaa!" From that point on, every time we saw an iguana, we'd say, "Inca!" :)

Free Days



On our first full day at the resort, we relaxed by the pool and read by the beach. We both started reading The Maze Runner and are totally hooked. We also happened to meet another McDougaller couple who lives in Texas, and we went kayaking and snorkeling with them, which was so much fun. We kayaked to a private beach and walked around a little.

When snorkeling right off the beach, we saw tons of fish, sea urchins, a tiny jelly fish, and an octopus. When I felt tired, I started the long swim back to shore. Michael started heading back to shore not too long after me, so I was in the lead by about 50 feet. It was so funny because there was literally one small fishing boat that was anchored in the water, and PLENTY of space to swim around it, but I happened to turn around to see how far back Michael was...just in time to watch him swim head first into the boat and bump his head (not seriously injured). He popped up out of the water, rubbed his head, and swam to shore, where I teased him a little bit. :)

Around sunset, we decided to walk one of the hiking trails, and it had a beautiful scenic overlook of the bay. Later in the week we hiked the other trail at the resort that was much more difficult to traverse. It too had gorgeous scenic overlooks of the bay and the resort (almost like at the top of a small mountain). We also worked out at the resort's fitness center most days, which was a pretty nice facility.

Excursion #1: River Tour



Our first excursion was the river tour. The bus ride to the river was about 1 1/2 hours. Our tour guide, Jorge, was awesome - he was excellent at spotting wildlife and would row us backwards if we missed something or to let us get a better look at the wildlife. On the river tour we saw dozens of iguanas (Inca!), several birds, howler monkeys, baby crocodiles, and bats. The McDougalls arranged for us to eat lunch at a nearby restaurant, where I discovered how much I love eating cassava root.

Excursion #2: Horseback Riding, Mud Bath, and Hot Springs



The bus ride to the Buena Vista Lodge was also about 1 1/2 hours. We all got on horseback and followed a guide to where the mud bath/hot springs "spa" was located. Michael nicknamed his horse Snowball and I called mine Cookie Dough.

Once at the spa, we all changed into bathing suits and went into the sauna. After that, they had large bowls of warm mud from a nearby volcano that we smeared all over our bodies and hair. This is not something I ever thought I would do, but it wasn't as bad as I feared. After smearing mud all over, we waited for it to air dry, which takes a lot longer if you smear it on thickly (Michael, lol). Then came the worst part - washing off all the mud...in very cold water! The tour guide had a grand ol' time hosing all us tourists off. But relief came quickly, because the very last step was to relax in the hot springs pools. They had three pools with three different temperatures of water. We didn't realize each pool was a different temperature, so when we saw a ton of people in the first pool, we thought, "Why is everyone crowding in this one, we'll just go to the middle one!" But then we heard from other people that the first pool was like a hot tub, so we went back to that one and boy did it hit the spot. It was so very relaxing! Plus our skin felt refreshed, exfoliated, and smooth.

The McDougalls arranged for us to eat lunch at the local restaurant at Buena Vista. This lunch was filling, but was by far the blandest meal we ate on the whole trip. We think this was the first time the restaurant was asked to prepare plant-based food and so they assumed that meant no spices or seasoning could be used, not even salt. But it was nice of them to accommodate all of us leaf-eating hippies. :)

Excursion #3: Snorkeling



This excursion was just in the morning (meaning that we were back at the resort by lunchtime). We rode on a catamaran out a few miles to a private beach. On the ride out there, we saw some sea turtles...mating. It was really funny and awkward because the catamaran literally straddled them in their intimate moment. But that's wildlife for you, and it was neat to see sea turtles in the wild. We also enjoyed watching a very interesting seagull-type bird that would fly in zigzag patterns and then dive into the water to try to catch fish. There were small fishes that seemed to shoot up from the water, fly just above the surface and then dive back down, very fast. It was quite entertaining. Once snorkeling, the tour guides found two kinds of starfish that we got to hold in our hands. We also swam to the private beach shore and walked around.

Excursion #4: Canopy Tour (Zipline)



This was our favorite excursion of the week! We have ziplined twice before this trip to Costa Rica (once in Jamaica and last year in Alaska). For the Jamaica one, they had no braking system and tried to instruct me on how to use my hand to slow myself down at the end of each line. But for whatever reason, I just never got the hang of it and would always come flying into the end where the guide would have to catch and stop me. This wasn't an issue last year in Alaska because they had a braking system that would automatically slow you down, so we could ride the ziplines hands-free (this was still our most favorite zipline experience ever!)

So I was a little nervous this time in Costa Rica when they again instructed us on how to use your hand to slow yourself down. But I was determined to figure it out. I knew what to expect from the zipline itself, so it was just a matter of remembering what to do with each hand and your head. Left hand - hold your tether ropes in front of you. Head - lean to the left. The right hand was the tricky part. You always keep your hand hovered just above the lower cable line, ready to touch the cable when wanting to slow down. In the past, I would simply grab the cable and close my hand around it, which is a terrible idea, because you end up jerking your shoulder because it's way too much friction. The trick is to keep your fingers together and bent to 90 degrees (L shape), then simply lower your hand towards the cable to cause friction by using finger tips (wearing gloves of course). Imagine Ross when he lived with Chandler and Joey and kept asking them to keep the noise down:



Once I picked up this trick, I nailed it! Michael teased me because while he chose to spin around and flip upside down like Spiderman, I stayed in the picture perfect pose that the guides instructed us to do. I'm such a rule-follower! So that's why all the zipline pictures of me look exactly the same, and why all the pictures of Michael are mostly of his butt. :)

After enjoying 12 thrilling ziplines, we walked through the wildlife sanctuary on site. There we held hands with a couple monkeys, and got to HOLD a baby 5-month old monkey. Eeee!! So cute! They also had some snakes, birds, and iguanas.

The Lectures



Every evening at 5:00PM we attended the McDougall lecture. It was even more exciting to hear him speak in person than we had hoped! He has a passion for helping people improve their health through diet ("It's the food!" is his company's slogan). But he gets very upset (rightfully so) when the media or others attempt to spread lies that directly harm people or lead them astray. Most recent example of this was the June 23, 2014 Time magazine article that says "Eat Butter" and "Ending the War on Fat". This article claims that saturated fats are healthy for people. Terrible advice that will surely lead people to think, "Oh good, that means I get to eat my bacon and eggs every morning and it's heart healthy." As McDougall loves to say, people love to hear good news about their bad habits.

He also gave his popular lectures on the dangers of dairy, heart disease, and how to improve digestive health. (He has a ton of free content on his website under "Education"). Not everyone there was 100% on board with this diet, and I just cannot fathom how anyone could hear his lectures and not be convinced to at least change something in their diet. But, I know change can be hard for some people, and there are many people who would rather take pills, have surgeries, and get things amputated than to do something so "extreme" like give up certain foods. For us, we'd rather eat cardboard if it meant living a healthier, longer, and more active life. Thankfully, the food we get to eat tastes nothing like cardboard. :)

We enjoyed taking some photos with Dr. McDougall and his wife, Mary, and they were kind enough to sign our copy of The Starch Solution (by far our #1 recommended book - perfect blend of science and prose that's easy to read). We also came away with a renewed passion to keep fighting the good fight. To continue what we're doing because we know it's right and honoring the temples God gave us, irregardless of how strangely others look at us. We're happy to continue calling ourselves the crazy leaf-eating hippies. :)

The Food

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I'm ashamed to admit that I think I only took one picture of the food...Blame the McDougalls and the chefs at the resort - they prepared way too delicious and numerous foods! The food was absolutely wonderful! And it was a wonderful treat to not have to even worry or think about the food - just serve and eat! We were never hungry and if anything, were in danger of over-eating every meal because we just wanted to try everything. Even though it's all healthy, stuffing your stomach three times a day can still make you feel uncomfortable, lol.

For breakfast, they offered oatmeal, cereal, waffles, pancakes, beans and rice, potatoes, muffins, fruit, and bread. For lunch and dinner, there was usually at least one kind of soup, several salad options, and a large variety of hot dishes. I don't think there was a single repeat, so it's hard to list them all, but they usually had some sort of potato, pasta, rice, vegetable, and corn dish at each meal. For lunch and dinner, they offered a variety of desserts as well: rice pudding (so tasty!), cakes, cookies, fudge, chocolate pudding, fruit, and cobblers.

The People

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Dean, April, Becky, and Dan

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Trevor and Jessica

Our favorite part of the whole vacation was meeting such wonderful and inspirational people. Fellow McDougallers. I don't know why we didn't think of this ahead of time, but we just did not expect friendships and socializing to be a big focus of this vacation. But every meal afforded the opportunity to sit with several other families and share stories. We intentionally tried to meet new people every time, and were so encouraged by this. It was wonderful to meet so many other people who "got it" about health and diet. We were also encouraged because several older couples, including the McDougalls, told us when they met us how wonderful it is to see such young people making an important change like this that will likely prevent us from experiencing the diseases that motivated many others to change their diet. They explained that it's especially hard to convince young people to eat a healthier diet because they aren't yet facing the life-threatening effects of their eating - it can sometimes take decades to catch up to you.

We loved meeting like-minded people and are so excited at the thought of getting to visit some of them if/when we're ever in their part of the country.

Departing/Coming Home



We certainly were not ready to say goodbye to our new friends and paradise, but we were excited to return to our pet children. We were in the last group to leave for the airport, so in the morning, we just enjoyed reading by the beach. Our flight left Costa Rica at 2:15PM and arrived in D/FW at 7:20PM. We were very impressed with the automatic kiosks at customs - in and out in 10 minutes. We eventually got to our car and stopped for dinner at The Spiral Diner before heading back home. All four pets were very upset with us for having left and Ginger and Abby especially seemed afraid we would leave them again. It was a joy to see their cute faces again! We also came home to a ton of ripened squash and cucumbers. It was crazy what one week away and a little rain did!

A Tribute to Fred

This past weekend was extremely difficult for us. We had to put our cat, Fred, to sleep. For those people who are not really "pet people," it may be difficult to understand how much this hurts. But for us, we are hurting deeply. We know that animals are not equivalent with humans, but our pets are members of our family. And of the three cats, Fred was definitely the coolest, friendliest, and most lovable cat. He has left a big hole in our family that only time will heal. He is greatly missed, and so I think it's only right to honor him by devoting a special post to him.

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The End
I prefer to start with the end of his life, because I want to end on a positive note.

Fred had a history of getting a urinary blockage, essentially meaning that he had bladder stones and would get blocked, unable to urinate. It's a very serious and life-threatening situation and should always be attended to right away. He had been blocked three previous times and treated by our local vet.

After we arrived home from our anniversary trip to San Antonio, May 20th, Fred was clearly in pain. He was "yowling" (an anguished meow) and had a hard mass that we could feel in his gut (his full bladder). It was right at 5:00pm, so we rushed him to the Vet School instead of our local vet because it was an emergency situation that couldn't wait until the next day.

They took wonderful care of him. It was certainly expensive, but it was necessary to save his life. Even though he was hospitalized, he was still sweet and lovable in nature.

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He was in the hospital from May 20th-25th. They catheterized him, flushed out his bladder, and fed him an acidic prescription diet to dissolve the stones. Late on the 23rd, they removed the catheter and monitored his condition to make sure he could urinate on his own before sending him home. He always had a sensitive stomach (got carsick), and so I think because of all the medication and the stress of the catheter being removed, he vomited and seemed nauseous. They kept him in the hospital until Sunday morning the 25th. He had not really eaten since they removed the catheter but agreed to send him home thinking he might do better in a familiar environment.

He didn't eat at all on Sunday, nor Monday morning. Finally on Monday evening, he allowed us to hand feed him.



Tuesday-Thursday morning, he definitely seemed like he was getting back to his old self. Happy and feeling better. He wasn't quite 100%, but he was mostly there. He even ate several meals on his own, and went back to stealing Hershey and Ethel's food after his meal.

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Thursday evening, he didn't eat. I figured he had pigged out enough on Ethel's food earlier and just wasn't hungry. But Friday, he still didn't eat. He also seemed lethargic and just wanted to sleep and be left alone. This concerned me, but I felt under his tummy and didn't feel a hard mass (which if I had would have indicated that he was re-blocked again). So I thought maybe he just felt nauseous and had an infection or something. I know sometimes when animals and people are sick, they just want to curl up and sleep it off, so I left him alone and tried not to worry about it.

On Saturday morning, May 31st, we woke up, and decided to go garage sale shopping before eating breakfast or feeding the pets. We got home around 9:45am. While Michael was making pancakes, I took food outside to feed the pets. I couldn't find Fred though. I finally saw the dogs sniffing under the moisture-wicking garden bed (there's a a couple inches of a gap underneath) and I saw that he had crawled underneath it.

I called his name, but no response (he would normally meow in response and come to me). I knelt down and touched him, but he didn't move or respond. I thought maybe he was dead. I panicked and gently pulled him out from under the garden bed. He was alive, but not wanting to move. I brought him inside and pretty much lost it.

I called my mom, my parents rushed over. We took him to the vet school again. I was hoping it was just a bad infection or he was re-blocked. I really didn't think it was life-threatening.

The vet told us he was definitely not blocked (good news), but he was very dehydrated, had abdominal pain, and she wanted to run some blood work. She listed a couple of possibilities of what could be wrong and that any one of them would be bad news.

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We took this picture of him and then left the vet school to await the results, hoping the outlook would be favorable.

The blood work revealed that he had pancreatitis - inflammation of the pancreas. The cause is unknown, can be caused by infection, trauma, other things unknown. The treatment required lots of fluids and close monitoring for weeks, and even treatment wouldn't give a high chance of succeeding. And even if successfully treated this time, he would have been at future risk of it happening again. The treatment estimate was over $4,000. If the treatment had a better outlook, and not a high chance of recurrence, we would have likely gone through with it.

We decided the best decision for him was to put him down, but I wanted to be present. I just could not bear the thought of his last sight or touch being a stranger, so I wanted to make sure I was there. I'm glad to have given him that.

When we arrived back at the vet school to be present for it, they brought him and set him on my lap.

It was so hard. We both started weeping.

I guess because they had been giving him fluids for a couple hours, he was more alert and seemed happy to see us. He started purring right away. But he was still very weak and sick.

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Michael took this picture of us shortly before they injected the euthanasia medication. We both were weeping when it happened, but I just kept petting his head until he went limp and passed.

They took him and put him in a cardboard box/casket and we brought him home to bury him in our yard. We picked a shady spot by one of the side fences. We plan to make a concrete memorial stone to lay on top.

We slept with all the pets in our room that night and I cuddled with Ethel the whole night.

Ethel seems a little lonely. As you'll read about shortly, Fred and Ethel grew up together.

When we brought Fred home and buried him, we were careful to dig a deep enough hole to prevent the dogs from smelling anything, as well as packed the dirt tightly and laid a large stone on top. When we finished, we stayed outside and walked around the garden. When we were in a different area of the yard, we saw Ethel walk from the porch to his grave and meow a few times like she was saying goodbye. I don't know if it was a coincidence or just cat curiosity, but I choose to think she knew. We've decided that she can stay indoors more often than when Fred was still alive, so that at least she'll be around Hershey or the dogs most of the time.

It's been really hard for me especially because he and Ethel were my first pets that I took with me when I left home. I had him for 12 years. So since Saturday, I'll find myself randomly crying as I remember something cute he did, or remember that he's really gone. Fred was such a lovable and likable cat, he's left a big hole in our family. We're still thankful for all of our pets and many blessings, and are still excited to adopt a baby, but we greatly miss him and I feel sad that he's no longer with us. I know it will get easier each day, and eventually I'll stop randomly weeping, but it's hard right now, and likely for the next couple weeks as the reality sets in.

So now I want to reflect on the good times we shared with Fred.

Fred's 12 Wonderful Years With Us
During the summer of 2002, between my junior and senior years in high school, my mom and I were outside our house washing our cars. A little tortoiseshell kitten ran out from underneath her car, and I quickly claimed her as my kitten. What to name her? We both loved the show "I Love Lucy," so Lucy seemed like a good choice, but we weren't sure yet.

The next day, my mom dropped her off at the vet to get a round of kitten vaccines and while there, saw a little orange kitten face sweetly looking at her from a cage. The little orange kitten had been found as a stray.

My mom went to work, but kept thinking about that little orange face throughout the day. After work, she went to go pick up the tortoiseshell kitten from the vet. When she got home, she set the cat carrier down in the front hallway and came into my room. She asked me to go to the front hallway and get the towel out of the cat carrier so she could do laundry.

When I opened the cat carrier door, not one, but TWO kittens walked out: a tortoiseshell and an orange kitten. She said, "Let's name them Fred and Ethel!"

Fred and Ethel have been inseparable from the beginning.

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They often slept curled up and intertwined with one another.

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Fred and Ethel were the pets I took with me when I moved out for college. (I later adopted Hershey when my Granny passed away.)

Michael instantly liked Fred when I met him in 2005. (Ethel took a while to warm up to him.) Fred was just like that: instantly likable. He was so friendly and sweet, would respond to his own name with a cute "meow" and loved to snuggle.

Fred was so cool-natured, he got along really well with the dogs, especially Abby.

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There are many things that we will miss about Fred. We had a running story in our family that Fred was really Frederick, the King of Purrrrrsia. And that Ethel and Hershey were his concubines. He was a very entertaining cat.

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He loved to bask in the sunlight and was a lazy boy.

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But he was always curious about what the humans were doing. He would often jump up on the window sills outside and peer in.

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He would coo when you touched him while he was sleeping, like you surprised him.

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I'll also miss just having him around. I'll miss looking outside in the backyard and seeing him lounging on the hammock or in the garden. I'll miss snuggling with him when he'd jump up on the hammock while we were laying out in the sun.

He loved being outdoors. He also loved to dig a small hole under the fence to get out of the yard and go exploring. I of course wanted to keep him in our yard to keep him safe, so I would go looking for him. He knew his name, and so all I'd have to do was call "Fred!" a few times, and I'd hear the jingle of his collar and then see his orange body emerge from the woods.

One time, we couldn't find him right away, and Michael discovered him hiding out in a drainage tunnel that ran under the street. Such a rascal.

He had a few neighborhood cat friends that he'd go play with. One night we came home from an outing and I saw him hiding in the bushes with a cat friend. I called his name, and he trotted quickly to me as if he was saying to his friend, "Sorry, gotta go, that's Mom calling me!"

He was very special to us. I'm so thankful for getting to have 12 wonderful years with him. He was a sweet and loving companion. My little buddy. My Freddy Boy.

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Each day will get easier, I know. But for now, I'm sad. I'm hurting. And that's okay. I'm allowed to be sad and to miss him. Time will heal this pain. I'm glad I was able to be there for his last breath. That he left this world in loving arms. Now all we can do is ponder the sweet memories of him and move on through time.

This is how I'd like to remember him: my sweet and happy buddy.
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