State of the Emme

Monday night one of my greatest fears became reality.

I arrived home from work and let my dog Emme out of the basement, we went to the backdoor and I opened it for her to go outside. Normally when it’s raining and it’s been a long day at work, I leave her and go back to the kitchen for a few moments, looking outside to make sure she hasn’t wondered off and isn’t harassing too many squirrels. However, lately at night she’s been wondering over toward my neighbor’s porch (we live in a duplex) and I have no idea why! She did it again Monday so I stepped out onto the porch to watch her to see if I could find what was so interesting since it was light out.

I noticed a quick grey movement near his (neighbor’s) trash cans. My immediate thought was “Oh God, it’s the possum from last year!” Followed by “Oh no, what if it’s a coyote?” Well, before I could even think to call her over a medium/large grey dog came running into my backyard. We have a partially fenced in backyard. My side has a gate, the other does not which is how the dog entered. We have A LOT of dogs in our neighborhood and at 5 pounds Emme is by far always the smallest. Every dog usually comes over and sniffs her and she quivers and they either lay down to not scare her, come over to me because I’ll clearly be more fun or run back to their owner. I HATE how many people don’t leash their dogs. Countless times Emme has been scared to death when a Golden or Lab has charged her while walking on the sidewalk.

At any rate, this strange large grey dog with a silver metal chain collar came up to her and she did her normal ball of quiver. I told the dogs to be nice dogs and everything seemed OK for a split second when all of a sudden the other dog bit Emme and began to shake her and growl and run around the yard. I completely flipped out and jumped on the dog and I’m fairly certain I punched it which is why my hand is slightly busted up. He dropped Em and I quickly scooped her up to run into the house to get my keys and rush her to the vet. Only the dog started jumping on me and attacked me. When I made it to the door it lunged and pulled me down by I think the hood of my hoodie. I lost balance and dropped Emme, at which point he grabbed her again, by what looked like the throat and again began to shake her and run around. This is when she stopped crying and totally went limp and I was convinced he snapped her neck. Again I jumped at the dog screaming and hitting and kicking and trying to throw myself on top of her if I couldn’t get her into the house.

Seeing her lying in the mud, in the rain, limp and bleeding was the most terrifying thing I have ever seen.

I managed to finally get her away from the other dog and ran toward my door. The grey dog continued to chase me and tried to break its way into my house. Once past the screen door, even with his face entering I slammed the wooden door and I honestly don’t care if I hurt the other dog or not.

With Em in my arms I ran through the house screaming, grabbed my phone and keys and jumped into the car, no shoes or purse or anything. I sat there screaming at the top of my lungs for a moment before I remembered to put the keys into the car, turn it on, get to the vet’s and call Mom. She had NO CLUE what I was saying as I ran stop signs and cut people off. All she gathered was “Emme is dying” and went to my house. When I wasn’t there she came and met me at the vet’s.

At our vet’s (which luckily is maybe 1 mile away) they managed to get her stabilized  but she was in terrible shock and had already had a seizure. Mom took me to get my purse, some shoes and warmer clothes before we picked up Em to take her to the hospital.

The hospital said they were very concerned about her condition and she was in ICU from the start. Her vitals were stable, but low and it was anyone’s guess how severe the brain damage or internal damage was. It’s hard to gauge on such a small dog and some stuff doesn’t show up until later.

Over the next 24 hours we were given good news and bad news. There were points where she was in good spirits and points where she wasn’t responding visually and they wondered if she was going to be blind. Points where her blood work was normal, but she had the risk of falling into a depression. I was able to visit her 2x Monday night and 1x yesterday afternoon.

By a miracle. A complete miracle the other dog did not puncture her throat or other critical areas. Over the night her brain did not swell and she slowly gained back her strength and responses. As of this morning (Wednesday) she is set to enter surgery. During the attack her pelvis was shattered in 3 places. It’s hard to see on the x-ray, but hopefully once they repair the ball and socket joint she will regain full use of her leg over time. Last night she was attempting to use her other side, which is a very good sign.

I’m so scared about her having surgery. She’s so tiny to be put under anesthesia and it makes me sick to think we’ve come this far to lose her. The doctors assure me though, they have state of the art equipment and they would not do it if it was not safe. If we don’t do the surgery she will not heal comfortably, she will be in pain and eventually will need amputated…I can’t do that to her. She’s come so far and has been so brave, I need to give her her best shot. This is not me not wanting a 3 legged dog or anything like, this is me knowing my dog and knowing she would want to take this risk. Knowing she would want her shot at as normal a life as possible. Besides the doctors keep promising me it’s a safe procedure and she will be OK.

That is where we stand. The next time you hear from me, Emme should be home and resting.

Oh and me and the other dog? Since I was wearing such a thick hoodie, the attack didn’t break any skin. I keep having flashbacks and knowing if I wasn’t wearing it, he would have had my neck/throat and that makes me sick to my stomach. My hand was badly bruised and scraped, but I didn’t need any meds or treatment. I have NO IDEA who the other dog was or its owner which means the police and animal control can’t do anything. Even if I find it, then it’s my word against theirs. I now have to live with this memory and fear, as does my baby girl. I now have to spend the next who knows how long paying for the THOUSANDS of dollars this has cost me. I can’t put a price on my best friend though, so in the end I don’t care that I now have given up shopping, eating out, Christmas and who knows what else for the next 1-2 years.

All that matters is the health and happiness of those I love, myself, my family and my doggie.

Update: As of 100 PM on 10/31/2012 Emme has made it out of surgery and is looking to make a full recovery. Her fractures were too severe to save the ball/socket of her hip, so she had to have a FHO procedure. They said it means her joint now works more like a shoulder socket. With physical therapy she should be back to walking/running/normal life. All that is just details though…she’s going to be OK and she’s coming home tomorrow. <3

Halloween Weekend 2012

Don’t you love my creative post title? This past weekend is the time I spent celebrating my favorite holiday!

Things kicked off Thursday night when I went with Ian to his roommate’s boyfriend’s party. I was a terrible mess from stress at work and I was not very nice company. Not to mention I had some of the worst cramps I’ve ever experienced and I become very animal like around new people. Meaning? I want to hide in a corner with eyes the size of saucers and bite anyone who comes near me. Strange, but until I know you I have vomit-inducing fear of strangers. That is unless I’m giving a speech or I have any type of power or responsibility, then I’m golden. We stayed a few hours, before he took me home.

Friday, Ian broke things off with me. Can’t say I blame him, but can say it was crappy to do it over text message and to do it the day before my Halloween party. Mr B did that 2 years ago and I’m still bitter about it despite how close we’ve remained.

Saturday…the day of the party! Some of my last minute ideas didn’t work, which is why I need to stop with the last minute ideas, but in the end it all came together nicely. I was Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty. The dress I saw online a while back and fell in love. Of course if I ordered it a lil small it was $13, if I ordered it in the right size it was $45. Soooo yeah, I squeezed myself into that crap! Haha!

I arrived around 800 and started with the drinking and the socializing. Sent a few texts I probably shouldn’t have…and then ended up not drinking and leaving by 100 with Tom. We crashed back at my place after the party. BTW it’s really great when people bring up crap you did like 2-3 years ago and it wasn’t your finest moment. I can say I held myself together quite well for the whole sad + alcohol = bad news equation. At least I think I did. A few friends I haven’t seen in a lonnnng time were there and it was nice to be reminded of who I am and who I want to be. While break ups can make you question who you are and if you’re “good enough”, friends you’ve had for nearly 10 years can step in and save the day without even meaning to do it.

How did you spend the weekend? Are you Halloween costumes hung up now or will you being doing something on Wednesday? We have a luncheon at work and are allowed to dress up, but that’s about it.

Friday Food : Very Cherry Bloody Handcake

I’ll be honest, today isn’t one of my better posts. I saw a few cute ideas online and I tried to recreate it myself. Who has seen the the “Halloween Breakfast” with toast shaped like a hand and then jam to look like blood/guts? Probably a lot of you. Well, I decided I could do the same thing with a pancake! And I probably could, if I found the right batter, the right tools and the right camera.

Instead, I’m sharing with you my two honest attempts, because Friday Food is more than showing off the best of the kitchen, it’s about experimenting and growing together.

Very Cherry Bloody Handcakes

What you will need:

  • 1/2 cup frozen cherries
  • 1/2 cup instant oats
  • 1/2 cup liquid eggs or 2 large eggs
  • 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon



  1. Blend frozen cherries in a food processor
  2. Heat on stove in small sauce pan on low-medium heat until they bubble and form applesauce-like texture


  1. Spray a large skillet with PAM or other cooking spray
  2. Heat to low-med
  3. Mix the oats, egg, cinnamon, and optional cherries together in a bowl (for smoother pancakes mix all ingredient in a blender or food processor)
  4. Carefully distribute into the skillet, forming the shape of a hand
  5. Use spatula or pancake turner to better shape your creation
  6. Heat until small bubbles begin to form, then flip and heat a few more moments
  7. Serve on a plate with cherry puree

Comments and Photos:

As you can see the smoother pancakes take on a much different look

Hopefully with a little practice or a more traditional pancake batter, the hands will look more legit