One Year

"If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven, and very, very few persons."
-- James Thurber (1894-1961)


Tomorrow (July 7) it will have been one year since I had to put my two "furry children" to sleep... and damnit. I still miss them. A lot.

I'm so glad there's a Doggie Heaven (at least there is in MY vision of heaven) It makes it somehow easier when I think of them hanging out w/ my mom & grandma up there, watching over me & Dexy.

Just sayin'.

Numero Uno!

Finally, a HOUND has won Westminster's Best in Show! Not another one of those foofy poof ball "toy" dogs... but a real live braying, playful, decent sized hound dog.

Thank goodness.

Frankly, those little dogs, as cute as they may be for Grannie May, are not REAL dogs in my opinion. They are simply cats that bark. And I should know, my father has the most useless Pomeranian on the planet.

Good for you Uno!! You kicked serious doggie butt.

Next year, I'm rooting for the Harriers.

Yes indeed!

Doggie Heaven

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

I once saw a movie called "What Dreams May Come" w/ Robin Williams... it is a good movie, but I'm remembering it today b/c in it, dogs get to go to heaven.

I believe this is true. Dogs are truly some of the most special creatures I've ever know & I cannot imagine a heaven without them, nor a G-d that would create such amazing creatures to deny them a place in heaven. In fact, I think dogs are more likely to be given entry than WE are.

Today, my 12 year old coon hound Marley and my 11 year old heeler Tango went to heaven. I know G-d is stroking their soft, unmarred fur. I know they are rolling in endless fields of green grass.

I can't stop crying. I know it will get better, but I feel as though I failed them somehow. Their last months should have been better, happier, soft & comfy, on my bed, & in my life the way it used to be before we moved in this house. They should have been w/ their pack (me & Dex) instead of sequestered in a small room and the yard, separated from us. It wasn't fair. And I hate my dad for it.

But I got to be there w/ them today when they both went to sleep, side by side. Tango first, then Marley. And I will forever be haunted by this last memory of them, their heads drooping, and then lying lifeless on the floor. But I am glad I wasn't a coward, I'm glad I held them and petted them as they left this earth. And I also know they will be watching over me & Dex forever... w/ Frasier, Jasper, Brandy, and Teresa by their side.

I love you my little doggie doodles. I hope you can forgive me for these past 4 months. Rest in peace. I'll see you again someday, please don't forget me okay?