Pawprints: Baby It's Cold Outside

Saturday, December 1, 2007

Baby It's Cold Outside

Just throw the damn stick, already!!

I was SURE I heard a squirrel run up that tree!!!

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Self Portrait on walk this morning.

Woke up to a dusting of snow this morning. It's still coming down. Actually there is a snowfall warning. Of course, the dogs don't care about any old snowfall warning. Let's just get out and walk!!! Spent 90 minutes tramping through the nature reserve trying to take pics of the dogs. Sometimes they'd actually cooperate. Maybe one day I won't suck at taking photos.

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My Tribute to another dog in my life

Not JUST A Dog

For all of you who have had the honor to love and be loved by a dog, you will know the pain I am feeling right now. This week, I had to have my Oreo put to sleep. I have had people say to me, "Why the tears? She was just a dog." It made me stop and wonder why can I shed so many tears over this dog when I couldn't shed a tear when my mother died 2 years ago. This is my answer to them....and me. You were many things, but you were never just a dog. You were a canine comedian, a stomach on four legs, chaser of squirrels and birds, and at times my lifeline. You loved unconditionally and never judged. From you, I never heard that I was too fat or couldn't do anything right. I knew you were special from the day I brought you home. You were so full of exuberance and mischief, and even as you aged, you never lost that love of life. You could always make me laugh, although sometimes a long time after the fact. (I'll never forget the day you carried the sprinkler around while it was running and sat it in front of the open bedroom window). When I was diagnosed as clinically depressed, you and your canine companion never left my side. All the nights I couldn't sleep, you shared your couch with me and sat patiently while I cried into your fur. . Through the break-up of my marriage and my mother's illness, you always stayed close.....sensing what I needed. Because of you, I kept going when I wanted to die When I found the first lump, I tried to convince myself that it would be alright, that the surgery would fix everything. I didn't know how sick you were and you, being always patient and cheerful, never let on. You fought it right up till the end, when I took you for that last walk and let you run and chase the birds and squirrels to your heart's content. As I sat with you in the vet's office, trying to imprint in my memory the softness of your ears, the love and trust in your brown eyes, trying to hold on to that, and you.....but I knew I had to let you go. I know that in time, I will be able to think of you and smile, but right now, there is an 80 pound hole in my chest where you were in my heart. So, to me, you were never just a dog. Where ever you are, Oreo, this is to you with love. Oreo Jan. 27, 1988 - July 4, 2000

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Saturday, December 1, 2007

Baby It's Cold Outside

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