This one is going to be quick, work yesterday, and errands and homework with my daughter last night left me little time to blog. My day off is tomorrow, I think I will have to get myself a little ahead of schedule for the rest of the week! I have not had time to visit much since Sunday, but promise I will make it around. I got word yesterday that my laptop that had to make a trip to Texas is on it’s way home and as good as new, which will make my time on the computer easier. I have to fight for time on the desk top with my daughter. (She has a laptop too, but prefers to do some of her things on the desktop!) Next week I should be good to go for the rest of the alphabet!
Yesterday was all about cats, and I would be amiss not to take the opportunity today with the letter “D” to talk about dogs!
Dogs were always my pet of choice. I got my first dog, as a birthday present when I was six. I still remember that day. A day when my parents went out without me (that was rare) in 1964. I asked them to bring me home a book about puppies in reward for staying home with my older brothers and sister. When I heard the garage door open, I ran to the door to ask them if they had gotten me a puppy book, and to my surprise, they were not holding a book at all, but a cute little brown puppy! I named her Duchess, and she was my buddy for six years until she became ill and “crossed the Rainbow Bridge”.
Duchess loved to chase cars, and play in the fields behind our house. We lived in the country at that time, and dogs could run free. She hated thunderstorms and car rides. The only time she willing got in the car was one time during a really bad thunderstorm. I was very sad they day the decision was made to “put her to sleep”, I didn’t forgive my parents for quite some time. It was for the best, she was in pain and nothing could really help at that time.
Isn’t it funny how memories like these from over 40 years ago can be so clear, but what I did two days ago sometimes eludes me!
I went many many years, with no dog of my own. Loving to visit friends and family who had dogs in their family.
Finally in 2003, when Tara and I moved to Florida, after years of being a cat only household, we added Princess, a weimeraner-lab mix puppy from a pet rescue. She has been my faithful companion ever since. No matter how we tried to have her be “Tara’s dog”, she undeniably prefers me to anyone else. That’s not to say she doesn’t love everyone. She is a sweetheart. Princess loves car rides, could care less if it thunders, (she’s a FL dog after all!). Her favorite people food are cheeseburgers and pizza. Princess’ dream day is a car ride to McDs for a cheeseburger treat!
We also had another dog while we lived in Florida. Maia, was a crazy Yorkie that we got as a puppy in 2005. She got into all kinds of mischief, but her big brown eyes, and little stumpy wagging tail melted my heart. Surprisingly all of the cats and dogs co-existed pretty well. When we relocated to PA, we had to downsize our pets and we found Maia a good new home. She was doing well last I heard. I still miss her!
Princess is now 8, and she has had a hip problem since we got her, This week has been a little harder for her to get around. I’m hoping with some rest, she will be feeling better soon. When the time comes though, and she does not seem to be enjoying her life, some tough decisions will need to be made.
I love having pets in my life, but there are tough decisions and heart break that come with that privilege.
I have to go now, and finish getting ready for my day. We had an early morning spring thunderstorm and it seems to be a beautiful morning out there now…… Make it a great day!
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