Nellie B. Dawg

Oh Nellie, Four Years Was Not Long Enough

Nellie B. Dawg is doggie heaven’s newest angel. Our hearts will never be the same again.

Putting something down into words makes it real, and I’ve been avoiding it for over a week now. So here goes.

We lost our beautiful Nellie suddenly and without warning on Saturday, September 19.

Her passing has hit us like a gut punch, and there aren’t any words that can describe the heartache of accepting that our beautiful, precious girldog is not with us any more.

The morning of September 19 started out like any other.

Nellie was being her usual self, just hanging out and waiting for something fun to happen. Which it was, or so we thought when we packed up the truck and headed out to a picnic with friends.

She had been loving life all week, and showed no signs of being sick when we hoisted her up into the truck for the drive.

But when we arrived at the park and opened the cab door, she was weak and almost unresponsive. We rushed to the ER clinic at Colorado State.

During the 20 minute drive something in her body had ruptured, possibly the small and relatively unconcerning liver tumor vets found back in early summer.

When we unloaded her onto the gurney at this hospital, she wasn’t in distress, but just spacey, mentally checked out at some faraway place. Maybe Wyatt and Jerry we calling for her.

Ten minutes after we arrived, the ER vet broke the news to us; Nellie was critical, with no hope for a recovery, and no way to stabilize her so we could give her a proper send-off at home.

We asked for another test to be sure, and with tears in her eyes, the vet returned with the same answer. Nellie wasn’t going to survive this terrible situation.

So with that horrific news, right there in the busy ER room we had to do right by her, and set our sweet girl’s spirit free.

The vet was as compassionate as she could be. And relief was fast and painless for Nellie. But our hearts have been shattered ever since.

Now we take each day as it comes, finding something to be grateful about, and trying to appreciate how lucky we were to have this mellow, friendly senior dog in our pack, even if only for four short years.

But the shock hasn’t really worn off, and every second of the day we miss our girldog so much.

Earlier this summer we moved out of the RV and into a real house. Nellie hardly got a chance to enjoy the new place that we got with her mobility needs in mind.

She finally had her own yard, no stairs to manage, and plenty of places to stretch out. At least she had a few weeks of the luxe life she deserved.

One week after saying goodbye, it’s hard to find a reason to get out of bed, or go on walks after work.

But we go on, because what choice do we have?

Maybe closure will come when the necropsy report is back so we can know what took her from us so suddenly. Or maybe we’ll just beat ourselves up for missing the warning signs of a terrible illness.

All these years we’ve been dog parents, we’ve often wondered: is it worse to lose a dog when you know ahead of time and set a day and time with the hospice vet? Or is saying goodbye worse when you don’t know that it’s coming?

Now we know. And in our opinion, it’s far, far worse to not know.

Hoppy 4th Gotcha Day, Nellie B. Dawg!

Join us in celebrating Tripawds Spokesdog Nellie B. Dawg fourth Gotcha Day as our honorary Tripawd spokesdog!

Four years ago today, Nellie jumped into our truck (the one we got just for Jerry because it had a back seat platform), and she never looked back!

We were a little nervous of course. With a German Shepherd rescue dog, you never know what behavior issues you’ll get. They can be such a challenging breed but so worth it in the end, just like our previous “challenge” dog, Tripawds Spokesdog 2, Wyatt Ray Dawg.

At first we assumed Nellie would have some issues, but later discovered they weren’t anything we couldn’t handle. At first, Nellie was wound up like a top after being in a kennel for over a month.

It took her at least another month to settle in with us, but when she did we knew that she intuitively understood that she was in her forever home.

Nellie’s turned out to be the relatively easygoing dog we had hoped she would be. She can get along with most dogs, and even cats! The last four years we’ve watched her grow into the awesome dog she was born to be.

Recently we had another health scare with her though. Nellie had been puking consistently at least a few times a week. We were scared. After all, she’s probably about 10 years old and “at that age” that’s all too common for a cancer diagnosis.

Nellie goes to the Flint Animal Cancer Center at Colorado State University.

So we took Nellie to the best of the best, Colorado State University’s Veterinary Teaching Hospital. And long story short, after a CT scan, the expert oncologists at the Flint Animal Cancer Center told us that yes, Nellie does have a mass in her liver, and a small nodule in her stomach.

But this isn’t anything to panic about. The liver mass appears to be a hepatocellular carcinoma (HCC), which is a malignant tumor of the
epithelial cells of the liver. It may or may not grow but if it does, a liver resection is pretty straightforward and she’s a good candidate.

Her stomach nodule is suspected to be a benign fibroma or leiomyoma.

And the puking? Likely not related to either, and probably a GI issue.

Their recommendation is to monitor the masses with ultrasound and look into a “GI workup” to find out why her gut isn’t happy.

Nellie gets better medical care than we do! And once again, thank DOG for pet health insurance, specifically the good people at Embrace, who have approved her claims without hassles.

Nellie gets a bison bone for her Gotcha Day celebration

So today on this momentum occasion of her fourth Gotcha Day, we thank the universe that Nellie’s still with us in good health, enjoying life to the fullest and being the best girldog on the planet (at least to us!).

Cheers to many more Gotcha Days with our sweet Nellie!

I’m Still Lovin’ Life on 3.5 Legs!

Tripawds Spokesdog Nellie is still going strong on 3.5 legs. Join her in the 2026 Tripawds Virtual Marathon!

Well what can I say except that my mom is one lazy blogger. She hasn’t been here for a while, which dad reminded her about today. She felt guilty, and finished work early so she can let you know how I’m doing.

So here I am, at last!

I’m a little more mature, but still as purty as ever don’t you think?

Almost every day, mom and dad make me do my rehab therapy to keep my bones moving.

I do it so much, I was even a cover girl at Colorado State’s Orthopedic Mobility and Medicine pawty last fall!

Sometimes we hear my bones click when I walk. It makes my mom sad. She says it reminds her that I’m growing older.

Do I care? Nope! I might be close to double digit birthdays now, but I’m still having fun.

I’m ready to rock another Tripawds Virtual Marathon! Let’s do this!

Pawty on, Tripawds furmily! I hope my mom won’t wait another year to let you know that life on 3.5 legs is still pawesome for me.

Our One-in-a-Million Canine Co-Pilot

Just a little update on what Tripawds Spokesdog Nellie B. has been up to these days now that we are back in the lower 48.

Nellie has been adapting to life in the lower 48. It doesn’t seem to bother her too much that we aren’t living in snow and ice this year. We miss it more than she does.

And she also doesn’t mind that she lives in a dog house on wheels like her predecessor Wyatt Ray. After all, we got this one just because it has a couch for her.

Every day I tell her she is the best girl dog we’ve ever had, because it’s true. She asks for so little, and although she can be feisty at times, it doesn’t last more than a few seconds.

She is an easygoing, chill co-worker, the best kind for us. The best kind anyone could ask for.

One thing she’s not the biggest fan of, is going camping in our little truck camper. Sure she loves checking out the new scenery and all.

But living in the back of our truck even for a few days is not her ideal place. Nellie is too glam for that.

Her favorite things are either lounging on the RV couch, or getting chauffeured around in her Bark Ranger wherever it is that we happen to be. Right now, it’s the desert, and I’m pretty confident she’s loving the blue skies and mild weather. Don’t you think?

Nellie is the kind of dog you just can’t help but do anything for. She’s a one-in-a-million honorary Tripawd, that’s for sure.

Hoppy Howl-o-ween!

Nellie wishes everypawdy a very hoppy and festive howloween. Here’s a song she made just for her dad on his birthday!

Hey pawty peoples, it’s here! My human’s favorite day of the year, Howl-o-ween! I made this song just for my Dad, whose birthday is tomorrow. Hoppy Birthday pops, I love you!

Hoppy birthday dad!

There’s so much to tell about all we’ve been up to. But for now my humans are going to trick or treat — without me!

The thanks I get for making this video. Sheesh.

I’ll give you my latest pupdates real soon. Until then, may you get tons of tasty treats and candy tonight!

Love, Nellie