“I’m stuck in a donut…HELP!” Charlie ran circles in the backyard, randomly kicking his back feet in the air hoping to free himself from the massive donut that threatened to strangle him.
“You ridiculous dog!” The poodle that shared people with Charlie could hardly stand Charlie’s silliness. “The people are trying to protect you from yourself.”
Charlie yelped, “Then why would they strangle me with a donut?”
Charlie fought back tears and dramatically shared his story, “I went for a ride with Dad, we stopped at that place with all the good smells and the next thing I knew I woke up with this thing around my neck.” He whispered, “I’m sore…you know…down there.”
The Poodle howled, “They had you neutered!”
Charlie stood like a statue, “There is nothing funny about that!”
The poodle walked away from Charlie and howled with more laughter, “And it will be weeks until you can check out the damage!”
Cee has opted for an open topic this week…so we get to post the photos of our choice!
I’ve chosen to post a few photos I took while in Mexico earlier this month.
We visited a local cemetery. This cross with the hat and cane really touched me. I imagine this gentleman must have been someone’s grandfather. And for some reason I think he must have been quite a character…
This is Harley…his people were our hosts for the week.
And finally…a street sign.
For more B & W photos, visit Cee’s page…you will not be disappointed.
“If God wants me to have another dog, he’ll send one to live on my porch.” I had just lost my dog “Andi” and a friend was asking if I would be getting another dog.
Andi had been with me for 12 years before developing cancer. I missed her and really had no desire to “replace” her.
A few weeks later this white dog was spotted running around the neighborhood. He seemed afraid, hiding in bushes and running as soon as anyone got close to him. No one was able to catch him. Then one day one of my neighbors caught him and was attempting to pull a large burr from his fur. As this was happening, I walked out on my porch, the white dog broke away from my neighbor and ran straight to me.
We bonded immediately.
Several weeks later I took him to the sheltered workshop where I was employed. One of the clients said to me, “Do you believe when something dies it comes back as something else?”
I responded, “Some people do believe that is what happens.”
With a big smile she said, “We think Freckles is Andi.”
I’m not sure exactly why Freckles chose me and I’m not totally convinced Andi didn’t have a paw in it…but no matter why or how…Freckles has remained faithfully by my side for the past 13 years. And for this I am grateful.
For her Fun Foto Challenge, Cee has asked us to share photos of “eyes.” They say the eyes are the window to the soul. One of the first things I noticed about Freckles was his eyes. He has the eyes of an old soul. I suspect maybe he has seen more than his 14 years.
You know those memories Facebook puts on our pages? I woke up this morning to a picture of my Pomeranian Chelsea. I had to help her cross the rainbow bridge 2 years ago. A few months before she died I took her to get her annual bluebonnet picture….this is the memory Facebook shared.
Throughout today I thought of Chelsea and the joy she brought to so many people. She went to work with me regularly. She sat through meetings, she comforted clients and melted the hardest of hearts. She lived to be 18 years old. I was fortunate enough to spend the last 10 years of her life being her person.
I love dogs and believe they are one of the finest creatures to walk this earth. Each dog I’ve had the pleasure of sharing my home with displayed their own uniqueness….their own personality.
But there was something about Chelsea that went above and beyond being a “good dog.” She appeared to anticipate my every move and mood. She was a camera hog that usually knew someone turned on their camera before the humans in the room had any idea. She also had a sixth sense when it came to people with disabilities and made sure they got her undivided attention.
I will continue to have dogs, I will continue to stop and pet any dog within reach and I will continue to wish I could save every stray I hear about. But no matter what, I will never forget Chelsea, and I will always be grateful that I got to be her person.
And no matter how difficult it was, I am grateful I was there to hold her when she crossed the rainbow bridge.