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Oh Little One, must you scare the Mommah?
Maverick and I went to visit our favorite doctor today – he has a “something” on his foot and Mommah worries. I thought it was a tick but it’s not going away, he’s licking and it’s red and it looks … Continue reading
Judged
I’ve thought about this all day. I shouldn’t have let it bother me, but it keeps coming back to me. Thousands of people marching across a border is not a caravan, it’s an invasion. I don’t invite strangers into my … Continue reading
Leashes, walks, and other fun stuff
I learned several things this past week. First, don’t try to walk the puppy when you’re pissed off. I was not pissed at the puppy, I was just pissed and took a walk to not be pissed. Saturdays are days … Continue reading
Colds and blahs
I don’t like Fall. Yeah, yeah, yeah, pumpkin spice I like pumpkin pie. Mostly I like pumpkin pie because I really like whipped cream. I make a pie for Thanksgiving and eat one slice, send the rest home with my … Continue reading
What if it was your father?
What if someone went to the media and said that your father molested them 40 years ago? Would you automatically believe the “survivor?” If there was no evidence, not a single person who could corroborate the accusation, would you still … Continue reading
I want to start a blog
That tells about the times Mom loses her shit and then feels bad about it. So today, after a great deal of exercise and stimulation, Maverick decided to run away from me and totally forget that he actually does know … Continue reading
Love in a bundle of fur
Max was many things, but he was not much of a cuddler. He loved people, but he was happy to have some distance between himself and anyone but a few. He would put his head on my lap, push himself … Continue reading
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His name is Maverick
And he’ll be coming home in a few weeks. My empty, aching heart spoke last week, asked a friend where she got her dog. She gave me the name of the breeder, I called and he has a litter. We … Continue reading
When the time is right
When we decided to get a puppy, everything came together in a matter of days. We brought Max home two weeks after deciding we needed a Golden Retriever in our lives. Ten years, 8 months and 9 days later, Max … Continue reading
He’s home
We picked up Max’s ashes this morning. I expected to fall completely apart – that happens on a regular basis these days. Strangely, I didn’t. I cried in the car, as Bear held the bag with the two boxes … Continue reading