Highs and lows

Hi, friends!

I tried to get Mom to check in sooner (like everyday since Rudee passed) but you know Mom – she’s a slacker. We’ve been on a bit of a roller coaster since the year began.


January 2nd – Rudee’s passing.


We are doing good here. At first we all did a lot of sleeping.



“Poo on this day, Mom! I’m bored.”

Macy has taken everything WAY better than anyone expected. She’s back to driving ME crazy and trying to play with me ALL the time. We’ve been doing zoomies together and a couple of times I’ve sat between her paws like I used to do with Khia.

Everyone seems to be a lot more relaxed. Mom and Dad think all of us were out of sorts because we knew Rudee was sick.

Actually, the only thing out of sorts a little is Molly. She’s been breaking down the gate all the time and whimpering. We think it’s because, until yesterday, she has been on a steroid treatment for her foot, though, and not because she misses Rudee. She’s had a lot of accidents in the house and she’s been SUPER SUPER hungry ALL the time! Now that the steroid treatment stopped, we’ll see what happens next.

I don’t know if you noticed in the one picture above but Macy and Molly are on the couch – TOGETHER! Mom and Dad have slowly been re-introducing them to one another. This was an isolated incident where they were next to each other without Mom or Dad next to them. Usually it’s Dad on one couch with one pup and Mom on the other couch with the other pup.


Tuesday, January 9th, was 1 year since Jamison passed away. Mom didn’t want me to blog about it that day. She didn’t even tell Dad it was 1 year until yesterday because she said it was harder to talk about it on the actual day. She beats herself up about his passing all the time. It’s a very sore subject because she misses him more than anything.


Yesterday, January 10th, was Noodle Day – my 5th Gotcha Day! We didn’t have a party but Mom gave me 87 gazillion kisses.

I was a scruffy guy the day Mom found me!!! I don’t like baths or hair cuts but I’m glad to be flea, poop, mat, and worm free now.


Mom joined the gym and gets home from work/the gym at 8 pm. We don’t like it. We need more cuddles and kisses.

We hope everyone is having a great 2018 so far!

*ear licks*



Saying Goodbye

Saying goodbye is never easy.

Today we had to say goodbye to Rudee.

Dad picked Grandma (his Mom) up first thing this morning and at 8:45, Dad, Mom, Grandma, Macy, and Rudee left for the vet. Macy didn’t go in until after everything was done.

Mom said she’s not sure if Macy knows/understands. When Jamison passed away, it was obvious she knew. She cried, laid down next to him, and protected his body, growling at me when I came over to sniff. Mom thinks Macy may have been too distracted with everything else because she loves being at the vet so much.

Mom had a much harder time saying goodbye than she expected she would. When Rudee was originally scheduled to go to the Bridge on 12/23, Mom wasn’t even going to go into the room with Dad and Grandma because she said she couldn’t go through that again. After taking care of him and getting close to him for the last few weeks, she couldn’t let him go without her there.

Mom told me that Dad and Grandma sat in the chairs and she laid on the floor with Rudee. She held his head and whispered lots of loving things in his ear. She told me the medicine worked really fast.

I’m sad my cousin is gone but I’m happy he’s not in pain anymore. Last night was really bad for him. I know he’s with Khia and my Grandpa (Dad’s Dad). I bet they’re eating LOTS of treats and getting really dirty.

I’ll do my best to take care of Macy, Rudee! Please give my Khia ear licks for me.







Happy New Year!


It’s finally here – 2018!

Molly and I almost didn’t make it to 2018 because our neighbors scared us half to death with fireworks.


“PLEASE make the booming stop!”

You can’t tell from the pic but I was shaking WORSE than a leaf! It was awful.

Before the fireworks started, Molly was super excited about NYE:


Mom gave her a whole Trazodone so she wasn’t shaking and barely drooled, but she did hide when the fireworks really started booming.


“I’m just gonna be down here for a little bit.”

The night was definitely worse for Rudee. He got sick to his tummy and things have kind of gone downhill from there. In fact, he’s no longer eating, his fever is back up to 105 and he is having a hard time breathing tonight. First thing tomorrow morning, Mom and Dad will be taking him to the vet to say goodbye.

We were lucky enough to get another week with him. During this past week, he was spoiled with love and was allowed to eat treats for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Not just dog treats but cheeseburgers, chicken, and hot dogs – LOTS of hot dogs!

Macy has been going between trying to get him to play, avoiding him, and simply being with him:

She’s going to be so lost without him. Mom will be taking her to the vet with them so Macy can say goodbye to him after it’s done. Mom and Dad think this is very important because when he was at the vet 2 weeks ago, Macy was going crazy looking for him everywhere. She needs to know he’s not coming home.

To try to prepare for this big change, Mom and Dad have been letting Molly out with Macy under careful supervision:


Hopefully, in time, the 2 of them can learn to be friends again. This is already a big improvement.

We know that this isn’t great news for the 1st day of the year but we’ve always been very honest with you. This is hard, sad, and unexpected but we still have hope that 2018 will be a good year.

To you, our friends, we wish you all that is wonderful for 2018.

*ear licks*




Merry Christmas!

We’re a bit late but better late than never, right?

We have had a LOT going on here. After everything we have been through and you, our friends, have been through with us, Mom couldn’t bear to write on here unless we had something happy to share.

We’ll start from the beginning (we promise it gets happier).

The day of Thanksgiving, Rudee started acting weird. Some of you will recall that Rudee is my Grandma’s dog that came to live with us August 2016. He is also the reason Jamison, my cat brother, is no longer with us. Anywho, he started growling at the wall and going into the guest bathroom and barking. He also was becoming more and more lethargic. On Friday, December 14th, he stopped eating. On Saturday, he threw up bile. On Sunday, he was extremely out of it, panting excessively, had a fever, and was breathing very shallowly when he wasn’t panting. Monday morning, he went to the vet. An x-ray showed a mass in his abdomen. They got him stabilized (he had a fever at intake of 105.8) and he was released from the hospital on Tuesday. He still wasn’t eating when they discharged him. Mom and Dad got him to eat boiled chicken but he wasn’t eating very much. On Friday, he went for an ultrasound that showed he had a mass in his spleen, tumors on his liver, and a mass in his stomach. Unfortunately, his lymph nodes were entwined with the masses so it is inoperable. Because he was still lethargic and not eating, a plan was made for him to be euthanized on Saturday, December 23rd, at 11:30. Then, the craziest thing happened – he started eating! Cheeseburgers, hot dogs, chicken, kibble, you name it! So Saturday morning, Mom and Dad canceled the appointment. As of right now, he’s acting almost 100% normal. He’s still panting but he’s running around and loving on Macy like normal.

He’s a Christmas miracle! Told you this had a happy ending.

Mom and Dad are going to let Rudee keep eating whatever makes him happy. When the inevitable downward spiral comes, Mom and Dad will do what needs to be done.

Here are some pics from our weekend.


Here’s a blooper:


We hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas holiday!

Love Always,


The Hunt is On

Molly has been REALLY busy helping Dad this week. She and Dad are cleaning out junk that’s laying around in the yard and lean-to’s. The junk has become nesting areas to rats that come to our property because of the chicken and pig feed.

Let me tell you something – Molly is FIERCE when she is hunting rats. Remember we told you we had a feeling she was used as a hunting dog? Now, we’re 87 million percent positive. She runs like lightning after ’em, grabs ’em, shakes ’em, and then drops ’em for Dad. My lil jaw hit the ground watching her. Who knew that she could move so fast?!

She has been SO proud of herself. She’s like a different dog the last few days.

Look at her searching the wood pile:




She stood on that wood pile for an hour the other evening! Mom gets scared when she goes up there because it’s 4 feet off the ground. She kept telling Molly she was going to give her a heart attack. A couple times the wood got wiggly and Mom’s heart stopped beating.

I am taking notes. I’m working on my ferocious face to scare the little rats. Dad had one in a live trap and I gave him the what for. I was all “grrrr….rawrrrr” *dig dig* “snort…grrrrawwwrrrrr”. He was scared and rightfully so!


“Look at your cute little face!”

“Look at your cute little face!”

That’s what Mom is ALWAYS saying to us. Followed by: “I just can’t handle it! It’s so stinkin’ cute!”

What do you think?




Hope everyone had a great weekend!



Sleepyheads, dirty butts, traitors, etc.

Good afternoon, Friends!

Mom and I struck a deal. If she doesn’t have time to help me write on my blog, she has to at least keep everyone updated through pictures.

This is my sister, Doofus Macy, being weird as usual.


Me giving Mom side-eye for taking pics of me while I’m sleeping.


A picture of Macy driving Dad’s truck when Mom was a traitor and took Macy shopping instead of me.

A different side-eye pic of me and then a super sleepyhead pic of me.


Macy the dirty butt. Macy had too much fun yesterday morning at 7:30. Mom was very displeased that she had to give her a bath before her eyes opened all the way. That’s what they both get for going shopping without me.


Did I scare ya? No, it’s not a ghost …but close! It’s me – Noodle!

Happy Halloween!

I’m freezing my little tail off here in FL. It was 40 degrees this morning…in FLORIDA!

The greatest part of it being cold is that I get to wear my superhero cape.

I didn’t prepare a super cool Halloween post this year but I thought you might like to take a look back at the time I did a costume contest Happy Halloween! Costume Contest – Time to Vote! Many of our friends who have become angels are pictured in the contest (Whitley, Lexi, Phoebe, Easy, Sammy). Go check em out for a little smile.

Be safe tonight, friends!

We Are Safe!

Hi friends!

All of us, including Snooter Tooter, made it through Hurricane Irma unscathed (physically – mentally is another story)!

Lucky for us, the storm deteriorated quite a bit and changed paths (more east) before it got to us. We didn’t even lose power which is a miracle.

All of us – animals and parents – are recovering from all of the stress. Some of us aren’t even eating yet. Not me…I’m always hungry.

The person who was supposed to house the chickens, pheasants, and bunnies bailed without ever saying a word to Mom or Dad so they had to be put in bunches of kennels and left inside the house. Do you know how disgusting a room full of chickens, pheasants, and bunnies smells? *gag* Mom thought she was going to have to burn that part of the house down.

Snooter was boarded up in his house that Dad built him and he didn’t have a hair out of place when we got home. He did seem to be in a bit of shock though. He’s much better today.

I have a small confession to make. Of all the dogs, I was the worst behaved. I was losing my little mind. The medicine Mom gave me – I think it was called Xanax – supposedly did the opposite of what it was meant to and I was HYPER! So I was freaking out and I couldn’t stay still. I was SUUUUUPER hungry and thirsty, too.

Here’s some video Mom took:

All of the other dogs were nice and quiet though. Molly and Rudee each got something called Trazodone to stay calm and, believe it or not, Macy stayed calm all on her own! Who knew she had it in her?


Rudee, Macy, and Molly behaving

Mom walked us all 87 million times during the hurricane. We actually did our business in the rain – even Molly! Mom was very surprised.

We are so thankful we had a house to come home to. We really expected to lose everything. Thank you for everyone who prayed for our safety!!!!


There’s a Hurricane Coming

Hi, friends!

I know I was doing so good posting everyday again but things got a little crazy here in Florida. You may have heard we have a visitor arriving this weekend. Her name is Irma….Hurricane Irma.

Having lived in southeast FL her whole life, Mom’s used to hurricanes but Irma is not a regular hurricane. She is the biggest one on record. Worse than Hurricane Andrew which Mom remembers from when she was a little girl.

Luckily, as it stands now, we are on the west side of the storm which is better than being in the center or on the east side.


Unfortunately, we live in a manufactured home (i.e., mobile home) and they are not meant to withstand winds over 70 mph. Hurricane Irma is currently 180 mph by the eye of the storm.

Mom and Dad have been very busy packing the essentials so we can evacuate. We’re not going far – just about 20 minutes north to my Grandma’s house (Dad’s mom). She has a regular block/concrete home.

As of right now, all of us animals have a place to go except Snooter Tooter. My other Grandma (Mom’s mom) has been calling rescues and sanctuaries but is having no success. No one has a barn or room for a 130 lb pig 😦  Please pray for him. We know he’s a tough guy and we’re not worried about him drowning but Mom is so worried about him being out in the elements. He has a house he can go into but remember, this is a storm that can take down entire buildings. Mom is absolutely sick over this. She has a rule – no animal left behind. But this time she can’t live by it. There is just no possible way to take him with us.

We are expecting storm-like conditions to begin Saturday night/Sunday morning with the peak of the storm around Sunday evening.

We will be in touch as soon as possible.

You can try to reach us by email at noodle4president@gmail.com if we don’t come back to the blog right away. Keep in mind we are preparing ourselves mentally for not having a home to come back to.

Finally, please pray super hard for my Grandma (Mom’s mom) who lives in Ft. Lauderdale (see the red dot on the map below).


Her building is very strong but we are still very worried. It’s never easy when your family can’t all be together.

We love you all and will post as soon as we can!


Noodle, Macy, Molly, Rudee, Snooter Tooter, Mom and Dad

(and the 13chickens, 4 pheasants, 4 bunnies, 3 birds, 2 turtles, and fish)