Yes, I put her on the table

Christina and Ben came over today and we spent a great portion of the day playing Settlers, baking, eating and of course carving pumpkins. It was a fabulous and relaxing day filled with good company and lots of laughs. Molly, of course, was fantastic herself and enjoyed a frozen marrow bone for almost 2 hours while we were our second game of settlers just after lunch. Before we started the pumpkin carnage, I decided I wanted some pictures of Molly with the pumpkins. They were already on the table, so why not?

Molly was clearly not comfortable being up on the table,
especially since she couldn't find anything to EAT while she was up there

Do I look like a pumpkin?

How do I get down Mom? It's too high to jump

If that's not a sad and pathetic face then I don't know what is.

I was hoping to pose her with the finished Jack-O-Lanterns, but as of 10pm this evening, I have not done so. I've realized that I need to work on her stay command in order for her to well, stay better for pictures! Tinker clearly spoiled me with her fabulous picture posing skills....Molly's will improve with practice I'm sure.

I had the wonderful opportunity to go back and see Nancy on Friday. She is one amazing person and a fabulous acupuncturist. While it was difficult to share about Tink's passing, she of all people understood what she meant to me and how she impacted my life. Nancy always seems to help me feel like a rockstar. It was a great treatment and visit and I left her office feeling more relaxed and "put together" than I have in over a month. I am still grieving but there is this quiet peace that has been given to me. I've been able to sit quietly and listen more to what is actually being said to me. Sigh, I love how intricately we've been created.

Thankfully, we were able to sleep in a bit this morning. When I woke up the first time Molly was in bed. The next time I woke up it was because she was pawing up and softly whining on my side of the bed, just like Tink used to do every morning for so many years. (I do confess, I don't wake up nearly as immediately to Molly moving as I did with my Tink.) Of course I told her to come up and she actually snuggled against me while I rubbed her belly for 15 min or so...She had her back against me as I rubbed her belly and patted her, just as I did with her sister for almost 4 years. It was a comforting and happy way to start my morning and helped to reiterate that there is hope of finding sincere happiness and love in the other dogs that are and will continue to be brought into my life.

Just as Tink found amazing friends all over the country, Molly is finding friends too. We have been so incredibly blessed with fantastic friends, both those we spend time with in person as well as those who we share our hearts and love of Bostons with. God continues to show us his faithfulness in so many ways and I am so grateful that one way He does this is through our friends. So thank you.

Oh These Little Seniors....

Oh how these little Senior ladies pull at my heart strings... does anyone have a home and heart for any of these little ladies?

Meet Sasha

More About Sasha Regalis

Get This: An extremely Lovable Senior; her master of 10 years up and decides she is not the woman in his life any longer. He drops her at the shelter saying his new girlfriend and he “decided to get married that weekend”, and cause she “is old and sick” to just put her down”.

Poor darling, she had a serious yeast infection, her ears had swollen solid shut, causing her to go deaf,

Her black fur was grey. All she needed was antibiotics and Malesseb shampoo. What a difference a month made. One simple and reasonable vet visit.

Shasha Regalis is also nearsighted, so it takes her a little while to get the lay of the land, she loves to see you come home, and is easy to please. She will stand on her hind legs, and has a head tilt that just says” love me again”!

She has good habits, and enjoys being part of the family; is not needy. If she could hear; it would be; “just whistle if you want me; I love you.

We honestly cannot see how folks can be so cold. More folks need to open their hearts and homes to these seniors who find them selves cast out, often times by folks who ought to have been spayed or neutered themselves.

Her buddy Ron, in Stone MT GA, will be happy to speak on her behalf, if you are worthy enough, of course. Applications are the first step; to fill one out: go to The Boston Terrier Atlanta website

If you want to meet me, please call my buddy Ron, Phone 770 469 9396 in Stone Mountain, GA.

Or email me at:

Ron

The Application is the first step; to fill one out: go to The Application

Please note that Boston Terrier Atlanta is focused particularly on the Atlanta and southern regions and is the Atlanta regional branch of the Boston Terrier Rescue of East TN. The Boston Terrier Atlanta website will direct you to the main ET website.

Sasha Regalis is up-to-date with routine shots, house trained and spayed/neutered

Meet Pogo Rose

More About Pogo Rose VA

I do not need perfect vision to see how much you could love me.

I would stand by your side through good times and the bad, a faithful friend to the end. A rescue saved me and now I’m waiting on you to adopt me. I know my future with you will different, a bright future with a loving family and a forever home.

I am originally from Georgia so I am a true southern bell, with a heart of gold and a smile to match. As you can probably tell from my pictures I am blind, but being blind is not a disability. My blindness only makes me stronger and more determined. I can do anything any dog with sight can, come on let me show you!

I love playing with toys and my foster siblings, and of course lounging on the couch. Do you love taking long car trips, hey so do I! Just get my leash and I’m ready to go. See we have so much in common, we would be great together just you and me. We could take the world by storm.

But I must confess to you I do have one fear, I am afraid of thunderstorms. We could cuddle up together and weather out the storm. Yea, I may be older and have a little wear and tear showing. That is just character, I still have many good years left in me. And if you are still not convinced wait there’s more. I am completely housetrained, Heartworm Negative and most of all I am cute!

I am one in a million, I’m PRICELESS!!!

Her adoption fee will be $250.00.

If you want to meet me, please call my buddy Marlana at the Boston Terrier Rescue of East Tennessee, Phone 276-395-5512 in Cobern, VA at our Sanctuary.

Or email me at:

Marlana

The process always begins with an application which can be found at The Boston Terrier Rescue of East Tennessee website

Here is Maggie Mae from the Midwest Boston Terrier Rescue

More About Maggie Mae

Name: Maggie Mae
Sex:Female
Color: Black & White
Age:12 yrs old
I.D. Number: IN132
Approx Weight:15 lbs
Good w/dogs: Yes
Good w/cats: Unknown
Crate Trained: Yes
Housebroken:Yes! She is now housebroken.
Energy Level: Mild
Temperament: total cuddlebug. Very kind, quiet and sweet
Health: Hard of hearing and partially blind, but gets around really well.
Good w/Kids:Yes, all ages
Training: Does not jump, plays fetch
Fostered In: Michigan
My Adoption Fee: $175.00


More Info:

Application, veterinary reference, adoption fee and home check required to adopt. APPLY TO ADOPT

NOTE: Please do not email for more dog info. This is all the info available until approved and then you can talk directly to that dogs foster home for further info. Thank you!

And the one I come back to more than any other....

meet Rose from ABTR

ROSE

AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION!

Available For The Senior For Senior Program

Female
8-10 years old
HSNT PUPPY MILL BUST GIRL
Black Brindle and White - Good markings
Spayed
Up to date on Bordatella, Rabies,and 7 in 1 shots.
Heartworm/lyme/erlichia Negative!!!
CATS - not tested
Children - not tested
House trained - seems to be trained to the doggie door
Other Dogs - Good with some, but not all?
SPECIAL NEEDS? Ruptured eye and scarred eye. so Limited vision

Rose prounounced Ro SAY! Is the little 12.5 lbs, 10 year old lady who has a ruptured eye on the left side and has an old ulcer scar on the right side. She has bad skin and we did a scrape and I will learn more in the next few days about that. Sweet little dancing thing, this dog was someone’s pet at one time. She got right up on the back of my chair like she has done it before.

Here is what Rose' foster momma Kathy has to say about her. QUOTE: Rose' is a big dog hiding in a little dog body. This sweet girl is full of life and so much fun! She keeps her boxer foster brothers and sisters on their toes and her foster mom laughing all the time.

Rose' is full of energy when it's play time, but she knows how to cuddle like a pro as well. She wants to do whatever you're doing, whether it's playing or napping. This sweet girl has had a terrible life up to now, but has learned that people are actually nice and that being an inside dog with a nice soft pillow to lay on is a good thing. She initially came into rescue from the Montague County puppy mill cruelty seizure - just one of over 500 dogs that needed help. Her eyes were terribly infected and one had to be removed. Having one eye doesn't impede her at all. She can run, jump, play and wrestle with the best of them. She also had terrible skin from neglect and filth. Since being in foster care, she has learned to like her baths and has grown a new pretty, shiny coat.

She's done very well with housetraining via access to the doggy door and is perfectly crate trained when her foster mom has to go to work. Please consider giving Rose' a happy forever home. She deserves to be loved and spoiled for the rest of her life.

If you would like to contribute to Rose's vet bill, please feel free to use paypal for your payment or you can mail the payment to my vet with the notation "American Boston Terrier Rescue - Rose to:

Cynthia Westbrook DVM.
822 N. Grand Ave.
Gainesville, TX 76240

Thank you for your assistance for this sweet one.

http://americanbostonterrierrescue.org/Dogs/

Molly and her Boyfriend

Molly loves Nick. We all know it over here. Most of us have come to accept it.... She dances and sings for him on cue. When I ask the same thing, she looks at me like i'm stupid most of the time. She snuggles with Nick on the couch and when he's not around she sleeps on the chair while I sit on the couch! (can you tell who hasn't come to accept it yet?! : ) Any hoo, here are some pictures of the lovely "couple."

Molly never looks happy when I pull the camera out!

Changing positions, this is my better side Mom.
(Side note: You can see her seal coloring!
It's this beautiful almost raspberry purple-red color!!)

Snuggling with a pouty Moo

Seriously, are you done yet?

Kisses cause she loooveees him

He's my favorite, see?

Molly doesn't need a Halloween costume, look at those eyes!!!

Molly's ears seem to be all cleared of the yeast infection. I haven't seen her scratch or shake them in several days now. And she doesn't stink any more. Is it really possible that a yeast infection in her ears can make her whole body stink like a little old lady? I'm glad it's taken care of regardless!

Molly does make my heart smile although I find myself distancing myself from her lately. I feed her, walk her, clip her nails, etc etc but I don't give her the same amount of affection as I know I I could be giving her. I know in time that this will change and my defenses won't need to be as high. It does make me sad though in some ways... I don't know how to handle having a dog in this house that isn't "mine." Parker did better with me, Iggy wasn't here long enough to really tell, and well Tink is obvious.

Molly is currently snoozing on the chair on top of a blanket. She loves to lay on soft things just like Tink did. I have my down blanket on the couch lately and Molly is so comfy on it some evenings she doesn't even get off the couch immediately when we come home! Tinker used this purple comforter for years too. It's my favorite blanket myself, but I couldn't help but share it with her. 1 of her favorite soft places to lay was on top of both the down comforter on our bed and the purple comforter on top of that. She was in heaven here on earth... my little snuggler....

So all in all, Miss Moo is doing pretty well... one of these days she's gonna have a little foster sister. Her Aunty Joy is keeping a good eye on the incoming NEBTR dogs and fortunately for us, she'll bang our door down when there's a little senior that needs some help and a quiet home and love... this could be tomorrow, this could be a few months from now. We'll see what is in store for our little family.

Another Beautiful Memorial Rose

The roses sit on our kitchen table and I smile as I take time to stop, to look and to reflect. This is my latest rose. I love having it where I can see it in the dining room. Here's to life, love, and a beautiful legacy of an amazing little girl....

The Moo-Shoo Shuffle

I was sitting in my first session of the day sharing a silly Moo story, when my kiddo suggested that I video Molly's dance and yodel so she could see it. A brilliant idea I thought! A great way to smile and be silly too! Nick can get Molly to yodel and dance pretty quickly. Fortunately I didn't video tape my vain attempts to get her to dance and sing. Nick looks at her and asks the question and she's ready! Such a daddy's girl. She can be more animated than in this video, but isn't she a cutie?!?! The Moo-Shoo Shuffle : )

Rescue Me

Rescue Me

Rescue me not only with your hands but with your heart as well.
I will respond to you.
Rescue me not out of pity but out of love.
I will love you back.
Rescue me not with self-righteousness but with compassion.
I will learn what you teach.
Rescue me not because of my past but because of my future.
I will relax and enjoy.
Rescue me not simply to save me but to give me a new life.
I will appreciate your gift.
Rescue me not only with a firm hand but with tolerance and patience.
I will please you.
Rescue me not only because of who I am but who I'm to become.
I will grow and mature.
Rescue me not to revere yourself to others but because you want me.
I will never let you down.
Rescue me not with a hidden agenda but with a desire to teach me to trust.
I will be loyal and true.
Rescue me not to be chained or to fight but to be your companion.
I will stand by your side.
Rescue me not to replace one you've lost but to soothe your spirit.
I will cherish you.
Rescue me not to be your pet but to be your friend.
I will give you unconditional love.

~Author Unknown

She was so beautiful...

June 2007

It's only been 3 weeks. 3 weeks today. It feels like an eternity. I am able to go through the motions of the day, occasionally there is real joy or happiness and it feels good. Molly helps me smile with her goofy antics and with laid back but food driven personality. Evenings into sleepy time are tough. Sunday night into Monday has seemed so arduous and emotionally draining. I keep saying that I know this is normal and ok, but on some level I keep waiting for the grief to be over. That is just unrealistic. Our society doesn't like people to be sad. I had someone I knew today ask me how I was doing and I returned that question with another question: Do you want to hear 'fine' or the truth?




Nick and I were able to spend a large portion of the weekend together and it was wonderful. We went apple picking, grocery shopping, cleaned house, and had a beautiful dinner home and some great walks with Miss Moo. We found that Molly's neck is pretty close to Tink's and as a result most of Tink's collars fit Moo. It was bittersweet. I really love the idea of Moo wearing some of Tink's collars, particularly her Zoe's collection one. Tink had a few articles of clothing that were a bit on the big side for her and they too fit Molly. I laughed so hard at Molly wearing 1 of Tink's "dressier" light coats while walking down the street.




I went to look for Tink last night...Molly was lying on the floor chewing on a bone. And as I so often did when Tink wasn't on my lap, I got up to see if she was on her bed behind the couch. Old habits die hard. It's the same at bed time. It's very quiet at night. Tink was loudest when she was sleeping and both Nick and I came to depend on her snoring as a sign that all was right in our home. The stark quiet greets us every night. We did share a laugh last night when Molly brought 1 of her kongs back to bed with her. It stayed in bed with her all night. Goofy girl.

My Tink was so beautiful. She was my heart. She came into our family in such a "magical" and perfect way at a time when we needed her so. My heart aches all the more when I realize that this nightmare isn't a nightmare, but a reality. In the meantime, through this process, we just take it 1 moment at a time and do what we are able to do. She was so beautiful...

I'll close this post with a quote that Shellie shared with me and that resonates in my soul:

"Memory is a precious commodity, not to be tampered with, not to be rejected. We have to be glad of its existence, for it keeps alive those special people-- the moments, the places, the feelings."

~Lauren Bacall

Lousy Taste Testers

Nick and I realized something about the dogs that have come through our home over the past few years. They've all bee lousy taste testers because they eat EVERYTHING! We used to say that the liver treats or the home cooked meals that I made for Tink were "Tinker tested and approved." But she ate everything we put in front of her face. I don't think she turned down a single home made item I made the entire time we had her. (minus the home made dried sweet potatoes. She preferred them fresh out of the dehydrator, still warm. No, she wasn't spoiled at all : )

It's the same with Molly. She too is given the opportunity to taste test every new pot of food or batch of treats I make and she has yet to turn anything down. It makes me laugh. I know that fussy dogs exist. I sure hope I never get one though. I think I would be offended if I spent all that time cooking or baking and they snubbed it!

I guess the other option, as Nick suggested, is that I'm a fabulous doggy cook and it really is good food. So with that thought process, even a fussy dog would enjoy the doggy menu served here. Hmm, I'm kinda liking that thought process....oh to be a dog in this household and be such a cherished family member...

Moo Shoo's Vet Visit 10-22-09

I took Moo to the vet this morning. I dreaded it and avoided making the appointment until I knew I couldn't wait any longer. We arrived a bit early and of course Molly cleaned the floor and then had time to jump up and sit on the bench with me. Dr. Haver called us in as he always did with Tink, "Lay-dees" starting on a lower tone and ending on a higher note.

Again, he is pleased with how her coat looks "not many cushings dogs have a coat like this." He cautioned us to watch out for a little potbelly. I can't imagine! Not our little moo!

She ended up having a yeast infection in both ears. She wasn't thrilled with the q-tips in her ears, poor girl, but she did ok. He gave us some low dose steriod drops to help. He didn't want to mess with too much and he seemed to think this would help. I can only imagine how long her ears have been like this...have I been that distracted? umm, yes (unfortunately).

We had a fecal sample done just cause Nick pulled something long out of her butt the other day and couldn't ID it and we know that she's eaten poop on us several times. It's not like she's not eating fabulous food here!!! We're doing our best to be diligent but she is FAST!!!! No worms, but a LOT of plant pollen. Plant pollen? seriously? ... oh miss moo... I could only laugh and shake my head.

Dr. Haver isn't concerned about the 1 bump on her leg. The other lump on her shoulder area, he thinks is a mast cell tumor. He doesn't want to touch it right now because as he explained if we agitate it, we could make it worse. He held his hands out about as big as a little basketball and explained that that is how much tissue would have to be removed to make sure we get all the little tendrils from the tumor. So for now, we're going to monitor it. At least now he's aware of it and it's charted and documented. He started saying this is what happens with the older ones and I said I know... I gotta be prepared and he's gotta be prepared for another little old one at some point!

Miss Moo earned a frozen marrow bone that I picked up on the way home from the vet's this morning. While she was chewing I put the drops in...easy as pie. Boy did she love that bone!! She finally caught on that she needed to keep it on her blanket. It made me smile to see her so blissfully happy with a silly little bone.

You can tell her ears are bothering her. I hope this helps quickly for her sake. The yeast could be from an allergy...it could come back... at least this way we have more drops if needed! What a good little Moo Shoo : )

Ways Molly Makes Us Smile/Laugh

Molly doesn't like it when I cry. Unfortunately I've been crying a lot lately. When I do, she pins her little ears back and just sits there looking pathetic. When I come down to her level and talk to her, she jumps around and does everything she can to help me laugh and smile. Last night she was jumping around like a mexican jumping bean, right in between Nick and me as we were sitting on the floor facing each other.

Top ways Moo helps us laugh and smile:

• She drools and quivers when she REALLY wants whatever we're eating
• She's directionally challenged. She still goes to a door we don't live at at least once a day. When I open the right door, she's like "oh yeah, I knew that..."
• Her butt wiggle and yodel when she feels like she deserves food!
• Her goofy personality and expressions
  
• How she likes to lie behind blankets with her nose covered
• She plops herself in front of you, back to you, but touching you, waiting for some good rubbin' and love!
• She still occasionally waddles...
• And finally, for tonight, we never know what she is going to do or find around the house to amuse herself....

I had been hole punching a bunch of stuff for school and obviously didn't clean up every single last one... Molly was scrounging around for food as usual and when she looked up, this is what Nick found. Of course we had to take her picture before we removed her little pig nose! She's just a little early for Howloween, but what a great pig impersonation! Yeah, we definitely laughed over this one.....oh miss moo, or shall we say, miss piggy?

This is the way that Molly sleeps....

Moo likes to sleep with her nose covered. I found her on her bed a few nights ago and she looked so peaceful. Unfortunately her eyes seem to be demon-like in most pictures. She wasn't agitated, I assure you.

Perfectly content

Up Close

Sleepy...

I moved too close to the kitchen and this is who I found next to me.
Apparently the kong and bone weren't interesting enough

Molly has a vet appointment in the am to check out her ears and 2 bumps, 1 between her shoulder blades which is more nebulous and a little hard pea like bump on her right knee. Hopefully nothing major on either account. I'd still like to have them looked at, although the vet's office is the LAST place I want to go right now. (ok, maybe right behind going to my own dr's appt which i need to do as well....)

2 nights ago she jumped up into bed at 12:30 and stayed there the rest of the night. Neither Nick nor I were sleeping anyway and neither of us moved her...She wouldn't get out of bed to go pee that morning when I woke up early to go to work. Which just proves that if she doesn't have to go and she's comfy, she doesn't have to go!
This morning she jumped into bed at 7 and before I knew it, it was almost 8:30. She really had to pee at that point and she did jump right out of bed with a little whine to say "hurry up!"

Nick is currently attempting to teach her how to use the cookie ball... a great little girl but not the brightest crayon in the box. Let's just say I'm not sure she's ever going to consistently go to the door that leads to our apartment...

Miss Moo's Antics

There's no way around it: Miss Moo is such a good girl. She's goofy yet well behaved, entertaining yet not overbearing, and social yet not an energetic space cadet. She has continued to blossom herself and is earning more freedom. Nick and I have been throwing the idea of leaving her uncrated while we leave the house for a week or so. We decided to give it a go on Friday night while we were at barn bash with the 56ers. She was left alone for 5 hours (a bit longer than originally anticipated.) We came home and she hopped off the couch a happy little girl. Nothing disturbed or touched, no pee, just a happy Miss Moo.

So Sunday we did the same thing while we went to church. We closed the doors to the bedroom and bathroom, tucked the trash in the bathroom, gave her a tasty kong and off we went. Upon return, again, a house fully together and a happy Molly hopping off the couch to greet us.

We thought we might take this process a little slower than it's been going, but we tried a full work day to see how she would do. Perfect, beautiful, not an issue. Apparently she went to get her kong and then realized she really had to pee so she bolted to the door where she was promptly taken out. Looks like she may not need to be crated during her golden years here with us.

We made a spontaneous trip to Don and Twyla's in MD on saturday and of course Molly came with us. She was a really good girl and aside from trying to get all Maddie's bones into her possession she was a model citizen. We did keep a leash on her just in case she decided she didn't like Maddie, but by the end of the visit she was walking past Maddie without any hint of issue.

It's really tough having such a well behaved dog... : ) now if we could just keep her from pawing up at the dinner table. That is one behavior that I don't tolerate. But all in all, easy easy little lady : )

Memorial Rose # 2

Last Tuesday I went to a flowershop in Camp Hill on my way home and picked up a new memorial rose. It was more difficult than I thought it would be to buy a new rose for the sheer fact that it forced me to internalize that Tink has crossed the rainbow bridge. The rose while certainly beautiful, doesn't take the pain away that I feel. It was a fairly tight bud and slowly opened all week. It still looks beautiful and I expect it to continue to bloom for most of this week. A beautiful reminder of Tink's beautiful life.

These pictures span a few different points in the week. You will notice the different stages of bloom : )

Isn't she beautiful?

Cody

Tink's legacy and impact on others will never cease to amaze me. I received a heart warming message from my cousin Sue this afternoon. She shared that she has followed Tink's blog just about from the beginning. While she never considered herself a "dog person" she loved reading about Tink's life and love and how great we were for each other. Tink's story has in some ways changed her heart towards dogs. Her husband Dave grew up with dogs and loves them very much, but until a few weeks ago, she was waiting until they were a bit more settled before getting a dog. When Tink passed 2 weeks ago, Sue began thinking: "I realized that if there was a dog out there waiting for a home who would be a good fit for me and Dave, I didn't want to make him wait any longer."

So yesterday they went and picked up Cody from a rescue in West Jersey. He's a lab/great dane mix puppy. He's around a year and is a goofy, leggy fun lovin' pup! They're fostering him with the intent to adopt him. Yay for rescue!!!

What a great story and a beautiful reminder of all the good that is in the world despite difficult times. God blessed us with almost 4 years with Miss Tink and now Sue and Dave will have many many years with their little horse, I mean dog, Cody : )

Good Grief

Tink's 3rd trip to OBX~ May 2009

I am fully aware that it is the evening and that my grief (and mental capacity) is worse in the evenings than during the days. However, I woke up this morning with a sort of grief realization and I hope that I can adequately express it. My grief up until this point has been more external: crying, visibly upset, hard to talk about the events, etc etc. The grief was very strong and very much on the surface of my being. Now as a little bit of time has passed (a lousy week and a half) the grief feels to be moving inwards. I feel it in the core of me. I can talk about the events of the past few weeks (albeit, somewhat detached at times), I still cry a bit in the evenings, but there is a deeper sadness inside me. I can run my sessions during the day, but there are periods where I can't make myself be quite as upbeat as I need to be. There are times when I feel apathetic towards much of life's activities. It sits in the center of me like an ache.

I know that this is normal and that in time, with some processing and more tears, this deepness will subside a bit and the rose colored tint to my glasses will return. The rose we are keeping in honor and memory of the life Tink lived is part of this process. Changing the picture regularly on our desktop to another adorable Tinker picture is part of the process. Adding Molly's dogbook page is a part of this process. Allowing myself to think about Tink and to imagine the softness of her little head, for me, is part of the process. Sewing a coat for Molly, continuing to cook yummy doggy meals, walking Molly, laughing at her antics and darling little face, they too are all part of this process.

I phase in and out of the denial phase too, which is fabulous by the way.... I miss her so much yet at the same time I can't quite make my heart realize that she isn't coming back. Sometimes I imagine that she is on a vacation (without me the little bum) and that she will return soon. Or I can trick myself into thinking that she is sleeping in the back and I wait for the little bump...bump...bump down the hallway to greet me when it's dinner time. Obviously neither of these scenarios are true.

Nick, Tink, and I have been blessed with some amazing friends. Patti from Woof! send me a beautiful card and I want to end this post with the poem and verse that she put in the card to us. It is as follows:

And If I go,
While you're still here...
Know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different measure
-Behind a veil you cannot see through.

You will not see me,
So you must have faith

I wait for the time when we can soar together again
-Both aware of each other

Until then,
Live your life to the fullest
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart...
I will be there.

~Author??

Psalm 34:18~ The Lord is close to the brokenhearted- He rescues those who are crushed in spirit.

Molly's New Coat

I took it as a good sign when I felt like sewing a coat for Molly yesterday. Tink wouldn't like the thought of her sister being cold (yeah right!) so I went to Joann's and got a screamin' deal on some remnant fleece. I couldn't see Molly in pink, so we went the teal and purple route. The colors in the pictures aren't true to the actual colors, but close enough. I'm pretty proud of this coat. Pattern to completed project in less than 3 hrs! I didn't destroy the pattern either, so I can make another one without harassing Moo as much! Much improvement over the very first coat I made Miss Tink.

Molly is less than thrilled about wearing a coat.
I hope she feels differently when its 20 F!

I couldn't resist her little bum bum shot : )

Molly also doesn't like the camera!

I like a wide belly band to cover as much of her tummy as possible

Not too bad!

I was comparing Tink's coat I made her 2 years ago and I can't believe how little my peanut was. The coat in that blog posting actually went to Aby and I made Tink one that fit her even better that year. In memory of Tink, we're going to put her Tinkerbell light that Shellie gave us on Moo's coat so we always have her when with us when we're walking...at least in the winter.

Memorial Rose

A picture of the 2 snuggle bugs the last week they were both together....

As I mentioned earlier, Dr. Haver sent a beautiful rose in memory of Tink

I'll have to get better at taking pictures of flowers....

Honoring life and love

Thought it appropriate....

I picked up a new rose today for the kitchen table as the yellow one isn't celebrating life as much as it could be... We have a beautiful white rose for the week. Pictures to follow.