Nubby Bowlin

Nubby Bowlin Nubby is a white boxer boy born with underdeveloped front limbs. This is his journey through life Nubby’s Story
Nubby is a baby Boxer. He THRIVED. He was THRIVING.
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Born little over 3 weeks ago, with under developed front legs but otherwise healthy. Left to his own facilities he would perish, as he would not be quick enough to maneuver around his siblings and find his mother. Most pups would never have a chance. Instead of the story ending there and his life never given a chance, Mark and I got a call. We never hesitated to say we would give him a chance. His

original parents fought for him, to find a way, and they found us. From the start, he had a will and what we felt like the soul to live. He progressed as any normal puppy but lacking limbs. Mark and I researched everything we could find in caring for a missing limbs canine within hours of birth of life. All babies need their mothers’, animal or human, it is what spurs them on to live. Nobody wakes up in the morning and says to themselves, I wish a missing limb 6-hour old puppy would come this way, that would be cool. But Nubby was here and he needed help. We initially had no expectations we could get him through as a neo-natal disabled baby. Then day 3 came and went, day 7, day 10, day 16 and Nubby thrived. Our pack filled in the dog love and dog care, the nudging, the licking, the warmth. Together at Hillcrest Manor a true miracle in our eyes was taking place. His eyes opened, his ears developed, he found his sounds, smells and voice. His teeth were developing. Nubby did not know he was disabled, Nubby did not realize he was different. We knew about the common occurrence of feeding newborns and how often aspiration pneumonia occurred in bottle feed pups, we watched diligently. He was fed at an incline to help reduce this occurrence. But unlike other pups his age, he should be finding his legs. Learning to lift his head, neck and chest, of course this was not going to happening for Nubby. Mark developed his first test chest slide ramp, he was quick to figure out he could push forward. It was on a Friday afternoon we noticed something was wrong, he was sneezing, he was not pooping, he was not hungry, he blew milk bubbles out his nose. We knew something was wrong. But he woke up Saturday and ate, but was sleeping more, eating less. I watched. Something inside me screaming no, no, no something is wrong. On Monday, 30th I had him to the vet, with x-rays and exams it was certain Nubby had aspirated pneumonia. He was going downhill. It can be quick for a puppy not 4 weeks of age and less than 3lbs. But, but, but... this is common. Do not panic. But something else is wrong, something else. A contrast x-ray revealed Nubby had an “esophageal abnormality”. He had a pocket form in his esophageal that was trapping his milk (liquid). This was contributing to his aspiration. A factor was in play as his under developed front limbs were in the way for a clear x ray picture. Finding out how big or how life threating the pocket was, or even what the pocket could be could not be told. I cannot say enough for FM1488 Animal Hospital (our normal vet) the Doctors and staff. They quickly said, you need to take the next step, we need to get you to critical care. They kicked it in high gear, referrals, paperwork, doctor’s notes, phone calls to make the best choice. Get him to the best care. Mark and I pulled into NHVS at 7pm on Monday night. They were waiting on us. Within minutes, before we even signed in, Nubby was rushed into critical care. He was already lethargic. Heavy IV antibiotics were pushed, oxygen chamber and Nubby was pinking back up and struggling to breath. He was not giving up. He was fighting and as long as he has a chance at quality of life, we will fight to give him that chance. The unknown is whether Nubby has a true esophageal abnormality or has Nubby not had a chance to develop fully yet. Puppies continue to develop just like human children once they are born and progress in age and growth. He is doing well, eating again and not urping or blowing bubbles out his nose. He has found his voice again and is complaining. Unless Nubby can develop to 6-7 weeks old the answers will remain unknown. At 6-7 weeks, he can be sedated and his limbs moved out of the way for a clear x-ray picture of his esophagus. Will the abnormality still be there? We have no idea. If it is, then a sonogram and endoscope can be done to verify what it is, perhaps a birth defect or maybe something else that is simple to fix. The answer how to treat it and whether he can have quality of life. If it is not and it is gone or no longer present, then Nubby will become another normal puppy dog (except a tab bit more special). We will give him that chance. His care has been costly. His future x-ray, sonogram and endoscope will be costly. But he did not give up, he did not go quietly into the night and neither will Mark and I. Nubby will get that chance and all of you that are donating to his plight are giving us the means to see it through, he is your puppy as well as ours. Together he is getting the chance. Many dogs, many, many, many dogs have come through Hillcrest Manor. We have seen some in deplorable shape, some in great shape, some needing just a wee bit TLC, some needing just to find a new loving home. We have lost a far share on this journey and they lay at peace still here at Hillcrest Manor. What is his future? Who can tell? One day at a time. Will he stay and join our 4 girls as a one of our pack? Will he move on to fulfill someone’s life? Time will tell, but right now, one glorious miracle day at a time. I have to think he landed at Hillcrest Manor, in this craziness over here, for a reason, he is going to make it. We believe. We cannot THANK YALL enough, literally cannot put in words the support of community. The prayers, well wishes, love, the donations.

Yesterday, Nubby came home. I sat in a HEB grocery store parking lot for 45 mins with Nubby in the passenger seat. I did...
07/19/2025

Yesterday, Nubby came home.
I sat in a HEB grocery store parking lot for 45 mins with Nubby in the passenger seat. I didnt want to go home. I didnt want to drive in the driveway and see the pain on Mark’s face. The road to real closure.
Nubby’s last ride. So i sat in a parking lot.

It’s quiet in the house, I wonder how is that possible?

Over the years many a many of dogs have come through our home. We have lost a far share of rescue dogs through our rescue WEAR "Warriors Educate About Rescue". Not all end in success, when you often take in the worst, the injured the handicapped. It’s heartbreaking. But then you get updates on the ones that did make it. Dinky’s, Pogo, Sweet Girl Ali, just to name a few, all of them born with two legs, like Nubby, all living a great life. You also get the final end on the families that send the messages for the ones that have gone on, they led a great life until they were called home. Kimmie the the abandoned tripod, Princess the boxer with DM paralyzed back legs, Frankie, another born with two legs but only lived a few years, to name a few more. They were happy, loved, joyful in their homes.
There have been so many.

It’s just quiet. Our home is still filled with souls we care for, dogs, cats, fish, birds. What we call our permanent pack, over the years the ones that never left. They were meant to leave, but somehow it wasnt in the cards.
Gracie, now 15, in her sundowner years. A holy hot mess of medical issues.
Olivia Pig, 13, arthritis taking her over.
Mulligan, the old boxer man,in the height of Covid, broken jaw, burns, heartworm positive. Could never place him. He is where he should be, with us.
RitaRita, came when she was less than a year old, she is 9 now and was Nubby’s bestest best sister friend.
Hiway, the tripod tuxedo tossed from a moving truck as a kitten. Mark almost wrecked us before digging her out of the bushes. We tried so hard to save her leg.
Trees, the spicy feral cat Tortie, took me a year with welding gloves to gain her trust.
We have koi, feed our wild birds. When we cleared the back acre of our propert found a whole feral society going on, trapped and fixed 8 cats. Three stayed and now we feed them as well.
We even have an extra doggy girl named Betty, she is lastest rescue.

Yet it is silent and quiet. Did Nubby really make that much noise? Are the rest waiting for Mark and I to tell them it’s okay, we are okay? I don’t know?

Nubby came home yesterday. Maybe he will take one more ride. Maybe some of Nubby will go to the beach one last time. But he is home, right where he is suppose to be.

Thank yall for listening, thank all of yall . Thanks all through WEAR that has adopted any of our dogs. Nubby made a difference, his life changed people.

For almost a decade our life has been dedicated to the care and well being of Nubby. Everything we would do was centered...
07/15/2025

For almost a decade our life has been dedicated to the care and well being of Nubby. Everything we would do was centered around Nubby, in some aspect.
We could not have known the day I left to pick Nubby up at about 5-6 hours old, he would never leave. Nubby had esophageal issues, prone to ulcers in his colon and an absolute trash of a pancreas and stomach. He tried to die on use three times. But his joy for life and will was strong. He absolutely hated those wheels, no matter how many we tried, bought, customized.

But almost a decade later. Every decision and time management centered around Nubby.
His couch, his stroller, his monkeys, his hedgehogs, his toys, his couch cover. How’s his meds? Did we re-order? What did his poo look like today? How did his p*e smell? Did I see him scratch his ear? Is his nose wet or dry. Hold his head up it’s time to bath him, file his nails, hold his food bowl, clean his couch he vomited, drooled, s**t. Did anybody feed him the wrong treat. Does the hotel allow dogs, does it have an elevator. We are leaving tomorrow is his reservation made at the vets. Don’t let that dog near him, watch that cat. What’s in his mouth?
How long have we been away from the house? What time is it, time for him to poo. Is the truck parked in the right place? Are you sure he has room to not fall off the couch, the bed, etc. Did you put his pad back down so when he jumps he lands right. Is the ground to hot, to cold. Is he to hot, to cold. Is he over heating, where’s his fan. Can we bring Nubby? How long is the drive.
Girls, be careful don’t fall on Nubby.
The care and safety we took with Nubby , when we needed to help the next , rescue pet, brought into our home.

If I could sell this whole place today we would. Everything in this house is Nubby. I want the couch gone, and we are still paying for it. 😩.
We can’t pay it off, we can’t buy a new one. Not one dog has gotten up on his couch. It sits empty, bare and loud. Yesterday, we changed out the color of the couch covers and re arranged the furniture.

I can’t explain to people how the last few months Nubby begin leaving us. The continued barking, panting, the flailing around, the fight he would give Mark to go to the bathroom. How many times he cut Mark’s side with his back foot. How he would fight outside and then just fall down to have to p*e on hisself. The amount of in the middle of the night video footage of an incident, shaking or seizure (call it whatever you want). How many times I had to cool him down. How many times he could no longer right himself and go into stiff rigamortus. But Mark never waivered. How he no longer would enjoy sitting on the deck or going for a ride. It was shear panic if we put him anywhere but that spot on the couch. The amount of meds we were up to. But we never gave up. The seizures took all of Nubby’s left leg and then his eyesight.

Him leaving us has left a hole of time and numbness.
We are not foolish people, we are not dumb people. We have mourned many a pet that has gone to the rainbow bridge, before Nubby.

We also know we are not the first or last in this community that has had to maneuver through the pet family death of a loved 4 legged family member. We know they do not live long in the whole scheme of life. This is a fact. But as a pet parent and care giver, that fly’s out the window.

We have stayed away from social media for the most part. We will sit down and read all of it soon. The ones we have read we are thankful but broken. I knew Nubby touched peoples lives, he changed the world and the view of the different and disabled. But we was not prepared, for the teachers, students, the people that have now adopted a handicapped pet, the people sending messages about their darkest days and using him to get through. The strength they said him and us gave them.

Today we are not okay. We have been a good steward of animals. We have done what I hoped God has tasked us to do, for many. But it hurts.
Please continue to tell us about your pet that you miss, about what Nubby’s life did for you. I promise we will read them all.

We love yall, this community, and we will survive, others still count on us.
We will be okay, but not today.

Fly high our boy, Nubby Bowlin Jan. 8th, 2017 - July 11th, 2025 It is with the greatest sorrow that we let the world kno...
07/11/2025

Fly high our boy,
Nubby Bowlin Jan. 8th, 2017 - July 11th, 2025

It is with the greatest sorrow that we let the world know, Nubby has gone to the rainbow bridge.

Nubby began experiencing seizures this year after his eighth birthday. He did well for a time on his meds.
In the last few months Nubby's seizures took his back legs and most of his eyesight.
This morning our beautiful boy left us.

Eight years ago a phone call changed our world. A tiny white boxer that defied the odds and the handicaps stacked against him.
He changed and touched everyone’s lives. He gave hope and happiness to so many. He helped save countless more just like him. He taught strength and compassion. He was a beacon and a steward for “ Different is NOT Disposable”.

For so many he was a light in their darkest moments.

He will never be forgotten and we hope people tell his story over and over.

We love you Nubby and we’ll see you on the other side. Thank you, thank you for letting us be your voice. We promise to never lose the compassion to help the ones that need it most. And to dig deep for the strength that we sometimes think we don’t have.

There is a piece of our heart that will be forever broken.

Godsp*ed.

My momager had LTKR. She is not doing well. I make sure and make all the noise if she struggles for Dad to come running....
05/18/2025

My momager had LTKR. She is not doing well. I make sure and make all the noise if she struggles for Dad to come running. I am watching her, while the other couch is her temporary rehab spot. She tells me not to worry. I worry

These are her words.

“Knee Replacement Affirmation
Day 6 Post Op 5/18/2025

I am writing this for my own reminder and maybe help someone somewhere that is questioning helping themselves with total knee replacement.

This is so not easy, it’s painful, it’s hard, it’s a lot. It’s going to take everything out of you and you are and will question your choices.
But it has taken me 59 years to get here. My knees (yes both) have been operated on, now 4 times between the left and right. There is nothing left for them to give. They will not sustain my level of life I want to continue to have. For the last 7 years, my knees has slowly changed who I am and what I can do.
I refuse to keep aging one more day and allow it to define me. The left is now done and we have to just battle. The right will get done next.
I have already been asked. Will you still do your right leg, knowing the pain and struggle you are currently experiencing? YES, Yes I will!

Let me tell you why;
Because I want to continue to be able to hold hands and play on a swingset with three little girls, without me holding on to a cane or walker.
Because I want to continue to fish. To stand in the shifting sand beside my husband and son. I want to be able to continue to plant my feet and pull in a 40” Bull Red from 200-300 meters out in the surf.
Because I want to be able to climb some stairs one day and watch three beautiful girls accept a diploma.
Because I want to continue to rescue and help a dog or cat.
Because I want to be able to stand and syringe feed a baby kitten, dog, raccoon in the middle of the night.
Because I want to walk out on a softball diamond and continue to coach some little girls fall in love with a game. I want someone to ask my son, is that your mother still out there, and he say, yes it is.
Because I want to chase my dogs, plant my plants, feed my birds, stand and watch my fish.
Because I want to walk beside my husband to whatever destination that he wants to go explore.
Because I have more things I want to do for the next 59 years and I want what I want.
I don’t want to be a burden.

So yes, currently at Day 6 I have been just barely hanging on. But I know it will not be like this forever and it took me 59 years, that is 21, 535 days, to get here. It’s going to take more than 6 days to get back to where I need to be headed.
Plus, Mark Bowlin is not going to let me fail.

So, if you are scared or wondering. Yes, it hurts. Hurting is such a mild word to describe this dumpster fire. Yes, it’s hard.
But what life do you want to live? Just cry through it, and keep going. You can do it, don’t give up on yourself.
I need new knees and I plan on getting them bi***es! One down, one to go!

Enjoy my beautiful sunflower. While I pass out, because that was a lot of energy to write all that crap. ✌️”

We are on vaca 🏖️. We said she could sleep with us. 🤫 Ssshhh.. be quiet, she is asleep.
05/03/2025

We are on vaca 🏖️. We said she could sleep with us. 🤫 Ssshhh.. be quiet, she is asleep.

Happy Easter to my friends.     We are blessed to be a part of everyone’s lives. May all be humble, grateful and blessed...
04/20/2025

Happy Easter to my friends. We are blessed to be a part of everyone’s lives. May all be humble, grateful and blessed on this Easter Day. ✝️

PS… The Easter Bunny is our friend, hope he hides all the eggs for yall to find. ❤️

We are on our way home. Both Nubby and RitaRita are good. Will post a detailed update, later.
04/03/2025

We are on our way home. Both Nubby and RitaRita are good. Will post a detailed update, later.

04/03/2025

Nubby has surgery today. Let’s all be praying he does really good.
He needs a lower canine completely extracted. He broke it when he whacked his jaw during one of his seizure episodes. They will remove it, cauterize the nerve and maybe put a stitch or two in his jaw. Removing or losing a canine is a big deal for dogs.

He did not break his jaw, thank god, just busted his tooth.

He is doing very well, otherwise.

Nubby had an appointment yesterday. He is doing really well on his combination meds of Zeppra and Gabapentin. We are sta...
03/06/2025

Nubby had an appointment yesterday. He is doing really well on his combination meds of Zeppra and Gabapentin. We are starting to see the old Nubby. Happy and playful. His control is coming back. He has not been as frantic and agitated. Nubby is now 8 years old. He is showing signs of slow reactive pupil responses, but no signs of blindness, yet. His blood work we are waiting on the report. He had 4 skin tags removed. One very large one on his chest. This has been growing and causing him to not to be in his wheels. He is a few stitches and that will heal up and come out in about a week. Now before everybody gets excited and for newer family members. Nubby hates and does not actually use his wheels. Even after 8 years, 5 sets and extra training. It’s a no go. But he does like to sit in them and be like a normal dog and look around. We are hoping now that the skin tags has been removed, he can get back in his wheels.

The bad news and something we did not know is Nubby’s has badly broken his left lower canine. It will need to be removed. We are waiting on the estimate for this surgery.

Overall, he had a good check up.

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