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hey there. now this next post is all about our dog jaxon. disclaimer; if you have kids and or have never been a dog person you probably have no reason to continue reading. my mom let me have my first dog when i was a sophomore in high school. it took some coaxing and conversation over many days and weeks where i would bring up dog names i liked (cooper was the number one choice) and finally one day after school i noticed in my moms bedroom that on the floor was a stack of books about dogs. that's when i knew i had succeeded. soon after we went to a farm and chose between a light and a dark colored beagle, we chose the darker one with tan and white spots. we probably could have trained him better when it comes to obeying (for instance he will steal food out of your hand if you let him) but we instantly fell in love with him. and now that he is turning eleven (a typical beagle life span is 12.5 years) we began to reflect on our lives with him. it was during a somewhat hard but very special time that my mom and i got to spend together, and with cooper. anyways fast forward several years and matt and i now have two dogs of our very own. we love them oh so much. we feed them, bathe them, take them on walks, brush their teeth (our vet says we have to do that every week now, who does that? but we are going to try to) basically they are our children with fur. and until we have kids it will stay that way and even once we have a child these two creatures will still be an important part of our family. i love coming home to them. i love being near them, and i can tell they like it too. right now jaxon has positioned himself underneath my chair. last sunday morning i saw jaxon laying down but his foot was kind of hanging in the air. i was busy running around the house and i asked matt to look at his foot, come to find out that his toe nail (like his pinky finger) was sticking completely out to the side and there was blood. long story short we took him to the vet once it opened in the afternoon and he had damaged his toe pretty badly. the vet suggested she sedate him and cut it off at the knuckle and then i guess it just grows back. we ended up doing that and left him at the vet for five hours (we've never left him anywhere except our house or matt's moms house) and when we picked him up it was like picking up our kid from college. believe me i know how rediculous that sounds but it was true. i was excited and nervous and couldn't wait to hug him. he came out from the back room and he was drugged. the vet warned us about this but it was just so bizzare to actually see. his eyes were watery, he was wired, and bumped into things as he walked. matt had to sit in the backseat with him because he was just falling all over the place. sunday night we took turns laying with him because he was so wired he would not lay down, but if you sit next to him he will lay for hours. ellie knew something different was going on and was just as weirded out by the fact that he wasn't really recognizing any of us. jax finally passed out and seemed to have little or no pain the whole week, but he did have a lovely little cast on for a couple days. everything seems to be healing just fine and he is acting like his regular cute self again.