Today's thoughts are about our short friends. How could I live without them? Every day I admire my behemoth horse, Diesel. When I tilt my head and rest on his shoulder, he is taller than me. He's got the look. You know the one. I admire him every single day. He's special.
But what about the fluffy mutts that live with me? They are not spectacular. They make people stare out of the rediculousness of matching their parents together (especially Gretch). She has a bad hair day every day. Her ears are enormous. She wiggles with her whole body when she greets you and whines like a baby. Yet, I could not imagine life without her. She snuggles every night. Gretchen is the best kind of companion. She lives to please her people. Doesn't matter who is around, Gretch will make you happy. I can't imagine life without any of my pets, though I know the day will come. This one has created an amazing bond. She's dedicated and willing and smart and obedient. Who'd have thought? She was a handful as a youngster.
This brings me to Scruffy. He's bad. I say this alot. He runs off and pees in the house. He bounces off the wall and destroys toys within seconds. Seriously....seconds, as in, less than 1 minute. He, too, sits in my lap. Snuggles at night. Not so willing, not so obedient. Someday....I keep saying that. Someday he will be a good dog. The bond with him is growing. I could possibly live without the other animals. Maybe. But, never will I live without a dog. Even when I am old and feeble.
Here's to man's best friend. They are truly special. I love mine dearly. My life is blessed.
Gretch just farted. Run for the hills.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The Crew
It seems like everyone has settled in nicely. My fluffy pups sit on the couch with the Blue kitty next to me. The other cats are nearby. I was most worried about the cats. I've never moved an outside cat before. I worried for weeks about how they would handle it. We are not far from the old house and I was afraid they would go to the wrong home. They took it all in stride. I kept them in the barn for 3 days before releasing them. Tonight is their first night out. Blue came in. Blue does what Blue wants.
Scruffy has now run off twice. He comes home. Just like before. It still gives me a heart attack. I love that bad little dog. Gretch used to sit on the back of the couch and look out the window. There is no window behind it here. She's sitting up there anyway. Her tail is wagging me.
The horses enjoy their new freedom...and grass. We fenced in a portion of the pasture for them. If I had to guess, I'd say it is 7 or 8 acres. They will be up to their bellies in grass in another month or so...if we get rain, of course. Last night must have worn them out. They all took several naps today. Getting to know a new place is stressful. And they all got extra exercise checking the fenceline.
The turtles don't seem to have any troubles, either. Squirt is still in the aquarium in the house. His shell is still healing. He'll get moved outside as soon as it warms up. Seymour is acting a bit shy. He misses the hibiscus flowers.
I moved my grandmother's rain lilies today. They will be in pots for awhile. I can't imagine getting any beds made anytime soon. I have the time to nurture Bitsy's lemon and that is about it. My to do list is rather large. I crossed out a few things today and managed to get my first nap in eons.
It is time to get cleaned up. I'll try not to disturb the sleeping beauties on the couch.
Scruffy has now run off twice. He comes home. Just like before. It still gives me a heart attack. I love that bad little dog. Gretch used to sit on the back of the couch and look out the window. There is no window behind it here. She's sitting up there anyway. Her tail is wagging me.
The horses enjoy their new freedom...and grass. We fenced in a portion of the pasture for them. If I had to guess, I'd say it is 7 or 8 acres. They will be up to their bellies in grass in another month or so...if we get rain, of course. Last night must have worn them out. They all took several naps today. Getting to know a new place is stressful. And they all got extra exercise checking the fenceline.
The turtles don't seem to have any troubles, either. Squirt is still in the aquarium in the house. His shell is still healing. He'll get moved outside as soon as it warms up. Seymour is acting a bit shy. He misses the hibiscus flowers.
I moved my grandmother's rain lilies today. They will be in pots for awhile. I can't imagine getting any beds made anytime soon. I have the time to nurture Bitsy's lemon and that is about it. My to do list is rather large. I crossed out a few things today and managed to get my first nap in eons.
It is time to get cleaned up. I'll try not to disturb the sleeping beauties on the couch.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
The End of an Era
Bye Bye Boogies.
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Eighteen years and it was not enough. But, time was up. She went quickly and quietly with no resisitance. Three days into life in my forever home and I have already buried one of my own. I hated to have to make that decision. The reality is it was the right one. She did not suffer. She was not yet in pain. Life made her weary and the tumors were undoubtedly growing. Bitsy rests next to a newly planted lemon tree.
Last week, before the move, Buddy came home with obviously serious wounds. I believe the coyotes I heard so close the night before attacked him. The infection took hold. When I came home I knew I had to end his pain immediately. I did what I have never done before...pull the trigger. There was no time to call for the vet. His lady friend, Pumpkin, lay next to his grave for a week, mourning.
The creatures that we share our lives with touch us so deeply. Savor every moment. Rescue new ones but never forget the lost ones. My life is blessed.
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Eighteen years and it was not enough. But, time was up. She went quickly and quietly with no resisitance. Three days into life in my forever home and I have already buried one of my own. I hated to have to make that decision. The reality is it was the right one. She did not suffer. She was not yet in pain. Life made her weary and the tumors were undoubtedly growing. Bitsy rests next to a newly planted lemon tree.
Last week, before the move, Buddy came home with obviously serious wounds. I believe the coyotes I heard so close the night before attacked him. The infection took hold. When I came home I knew I had to end his pain immediately. I did what I have never done before...pull the trigger. There was no time to call for the vet. His lady friend, Pumpkin, lay next to his grave for a week, mourning.
The creatures that we share our lives with touch us so deeply. Savor every moment. Rescue new ones but never forget the lost ones. My life is blessed.
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