from friend to friend

My friend Robin, lost her sweet Gracie yesterday. I feel her pain. It makes my heart hurt all over again. But in Robin’s loss, she unknowingly added a “stitch” to my healing heart. She posted this wonderful poem I wish I had found a year ago. But then again, I think this means more to me now … it reminds me Josie is watching over me. Our fur-kids enrich our lives more than we could ever imagine. Thank you Robin ~

From Friend to Friend -

You’re giving me a special gift,
So sorrowfully endowed,
And through these last few cherished days,
Your courage makes me proud.

But really, love is knowing
When your best friend is in pain,
And understanding earthly acts
Will only be in vain.

So looking deep into your eyes,
Beyond, into your soul,
I see in you the magic, that will
Once more make me whole.

The strength that you possess
Is why I look to you today,
To do this thing that must be done,
For it’s the only way.

That strength is why I’ve followed you,
And chose you as my friend,
And why I’ve loved you all these years…
My partner ’til the end.

Please, understand just what this gift
You’re giving means to me.
It gives me back the strength I’ve lost,
And all my dignity.

You take a stand on my behalf,
For that is what friends do.
And know that what you do is right,
For I believe it too.

So one last time, I breathe your scent,
And through your hand I feel,
The courage that’s within you,
To now grant me this appeal.

Cut the leash that holds me here,
Dear friend, and let me run,
Once more a strong and steady dog,
My pain and struggle done.

And don’t despair my passing,
For I won’t be far away,
Forever here, within your heart
And memory I’ll stay.

I’ll be there watching over you,
Your ever faithful friend,
And in your memories I’ll run,
…a young dog once again.

(c) Karen Clouston

ImageGracie

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anniversary

365 days. 52 weeks. 8,765 hours. 525,948 minutes. An eternity. It has been one year since I lost my precious Josie. I just read back on my posts from that time. As much as I could. Some of it  was too raw for me, still. There are memories that conjure up in my little head from time to time – mostly ones that make me smile. There are days when I just shed a few tears thinking about her. She has been on my mind (and heart) since St. Patrick’s Day. That was her transfusion day. Yesterday, I was planting some Lenten Roses and remembered how she loved to dig in the garden. She would’ve had a blast. This morning at 7:50am time stood still once more. I was sitting alone on our deck. Listening to the birds. Thinking about Josie. And Pippa wandered out and put her paws up on my lap. I scooped her up and held her tight. It was just the hug I needed. I miss my little Josie. Today, I cried. It hurt, but thankfully, some of the pain has subsided. She will always be in my heart, and my heart will always hurt for her. 

Thanks for sharing my journey with me. I’m on a new journey now – but that’s another story for another day.

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the insinkerator

Hello friends! It’s been a while. Things have been crazy around here. The puppies are still 100% puppies. Still chewing on everything. Still not fully house-broken (but we’re getting there!)

Chaco now has a kennel. He’s still not too happy about getting in there. But he doesn’t cry for as long as he used to. I am always afraid the neighbors walking by will think we are torturing the dogs. Pippa continues to eat everything she shouldn’t. brownies. chicken wings. memory foam.

Yum! Dum Dums!

Halloween candy (Dum Dum’s to be exact)

Bud Light...

And finishes it all off with a beer.

I think I’m going to change her name to “insinkerator.”

Fall has finally arrived in Georgia. Happy Fall y’all =)

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War Eagle

I wrote this Saturday, and forgot to post. Sorry!

Today is one of my favorite days of the year – the kick-off of college football season. I love the Auburn Tigers, but bless our hearts, we have nowhere to go but down after winning the National Championship, and losing a bunch of players. ouch. The preseaon polls had us doomed from the start. So today began the roller coaster ride of a new era at the loveliest village on the plains.

I’m sure Josie didn’t have a clue about football (well, maybe she did) but I am quite vocal while watching, especially watching Auburn. Whenever my volume would escalate, ie: whenever I was screaming “run,” get him!!” “you’ve gotta be kidding me?!” etc… she would start barking at the top of her lungs. She just jumped right in and wanted put in her two cents worth too!

So today, when Auburn scored the first touchdown of the season, I cheered. Loudly. (ok, I screamed and hollered, and jumped up and down) and realized Josie’s chorus was missing. I sat down and cried.

The second time Auburn scored, I cheered. And Pippa barked. It’s a start. I’m sure Pippa will catch on soon enough.

Best two minutes in college football? The last two minutes of the game.

War Eagle!

Toomer’s Corner Celebration, National Championship style!
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rome?

Izzy and I had a quick road trip to Atlanta the other night. I took advantage of the situation to do some serious bargain shopping. We don’t have Marshall’s in Rome, and that has always been one of my favorite stores. Being the frugal girl that I am, I play a little game with myself… see how much I can buy for as little money as possible. Preferrably under $20. Marshall’s has a great section of pet items, and I thought I could pick up a few new indestructible toys for the puppies – and a few other things. It was a successful venture, but the check-out process was priceless.

Me to Associate: If this doesn’t work out, can I return it to the TJMaxx in Rome? I know y’all are owned by the same company.

Associate: Is there a TJMaxx in Rome??!

Me: Yeah! And it’s a great one too – the store just went through a huge renovation, and it’s really nice!

Associate: Oooo, I need to go to Rome!

Me: Well, it’s only 60 miles north, and you could make it a great day trip; there is a lot to do!

Associate: Huh? (with a very perplexed, and confused look on her face)

Me: LOL! Oh, you thought I was from Rome, Italy?? I’m from Rome, GA!!

She was terribly embarassed. I couldn’t stop laughing. Bless her heart. I most definatley have an accent, but it is NOT Italian; I’m a southern girl through and through.

cats & dogs…

Skeeter & Juno

I just had to throw in this picture. Skeeter & Juno inhabit our house too. Skeeter likes to play with the puppies (he is bigger than Pippa) and Juno and Pippa have a love/hate relationship. Pippa chases Juno. Juno is traumatized. Juno turns, hisses, and chases Pippa. And they go in circles for hours.

cani e gatti. questo è amore.

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extreme couponing

I went to Kroger. The puppies did some extreme couponing.

what did you find?

where is that coupon for doggie treats?

this one looks pretty good

must be a doggie treat coupon

uh-oh. are we in trouble?

never a dull moment.

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happy birthday to me. . .

Sorry to neglect you my friends. Things have been a little chaotic. Since this is about me too, I have another confession to make ….

I had a BIG birthday last week. BIG as in “the golden year,” half-a-century, mommie 5-0. I can’t believe I’m telling my age. My mother, for years said “age is just a number, and mine is unlisted.” She had a sticky note on her driver’s license that just said 12/30. No year. She had it like that forever. When I turned 36 or 37, my brilliant children realized that Nana was only 2-3 years older than me??!! How was that SO???!! It became a game for the girls to try to figure out my Mother’s real age. ForEVER, I was the only person in the world (without a confidentiality clause – like her doctor’s office) that knew her real age. Come to think of it, her physician probably didn’t know – she works in the medical field, and I bet you $10 her chart says DOB: 12/30/??  She finally owned up to her age, but I’m not telling.

My friend Alice has always referred to me as her “older friend.” I have always taken that in stride, playing along and giving it right back to her. I’m all of one month and 17 days older than she is. I had a big weekend celebration at my most favorite spot on Lake Allatoona, with my BFF Tracy as the consummate host, and with friends, all younger than me (except David of course). I held my own, and was quite proud I could hang with my children… I actually stayed up until 3am – gasp! We had a blast! Great friends, great food, great laughs, great surroundings and great fun – what more could a girl ask for? Oops! And how could I forget, great champagne =)

cruising the lake with pippa and friends

That’s my younger friend, Alice, sitting beside me. My sweet adopted daughter #3, Rachel, captured this moment for me. . . Rachel got the “trooper of the weekend award.” She has a slight fear of dogs. She spent the weekend with six. She survived.

Fifty is great – if you’re 60… but age is over-rated. I will always be younger at heart than the number I am.

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