Monday, December 13, 2010

My babies will never have to ask me, "How could you?"

How Could You?
By Jim Willis, 2001

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you? -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.

My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.

We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy.

Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a prisoner of love."

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."

You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago.

At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room.

She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.

As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.

She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself --a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

Friday, October 15, 2010

This time I went virtual shopping for Hello Kitty! I found some really neat and unique things, but these were my faves :)

Friday, August 20, 2010

Etsy Virtual Shopping Spree Number 2

I am addicted to Etsy! I wish I could buy everything, but for now virtual is going to have to be the way to go :)

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Shopping on Etsy

OMGosh, I had so much fun virtual shopping on Etsy! Here is everything I "bought" :)

Friday, August 6, 2010

The French Quarter

The French Quarter was definitely an experience for me. I think that it was a one time visit, but I sure enjoyed my time alone with my hubby :) Here are some of the pictures that we took.

If you look on the pillar, you can see where the water line was when New Orleans flooded.

These t-shirts were priceless!

Of course we had to hit the shops on Bourbon Street.

We ate dinner at Bourbon House Seafood...the food was absolutely FABULOUS,
and the old buildings and architechure were so neat!!

To end the trip, we drove by David house that he lived in while his family stayed in Louisiana.
He told me about how they used to play in the woods right down the street.
The woods are still there. He also told me that this is the house where they had to replace the second story ~ LOL!

We had so so much FUN!

Louisiana Plantation ~ Houmas House

What a beautiful house we visited on our way home from our first trip sans children. Such amazing grounds and stories! We were even allowed to touch things and sit on the furniture!!

Here are some photos from our trip...

This chair has the original leather covering from the 1800's when it was made.
Too bad they don't have quality items like this anymore!

This is one of two sculptures of Abraham Lincoln done in pure silver.
Three others were crafted in copper for a total of five.
The artist is the same person who created Mount Rushmore.
When the owner purchased this piece at auction, it was thought to be one of the copper pieces.
After returning home and cleaning it, he was surprised to find that it was actually silver.
What a lucky find, he paid a quarter of what it was worth!

They let David hold the gun that was used by the original owners of the house.

Doesn't he look fierce?

This bedroom was featured in the movie Hush, Hush Sweet Charlotte, starring Bette Davis.

This room used to be a nursery, now it holds this voodoo artifact display,
as well as a vampire killing kit...just in case ~ LOL!

The stage coach drive

These two photos are of the original kitchen.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

It's time, it's time, it's time!! Come on in!!

Everybody is here, even our little friends from the garden!

So many treats to choose from...which one to pick?

What a lovely chocolate tea cup...
yes you can eat it Meggie!

They couldn't stay away for long when
they saw all of the goodies!

Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
(i.e., Meggie and Daddy)
graced us with their presence as well!
Aren't they a silly pair!

Even Ryan stopped by...
He wanted to celebrate his
"un-birthday" with us,
since we were already having
a party!

By the time our party was over,
a good time was had by all!

Thank you for joining us, and thank you Vanessa! Our family had so much fun putting this together! It's always fun when we do things together :)

Thursday, June 24, 2010

This Party is Going to Be Mad Fun!

It's almost here! Check back on Saturday for pictures from Mad Tea Party!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

It is that time of year again!