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November 11

Last night there was excitement here on my street. Some sort of stand-off with the police. Nothing serious but interesting to watch. Dogs were not happy with police officers out front or in the alley. 

Tonight is the complete opposite. I’m watching Law & Order SVU and listening to them snore. 

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November 9 

Random thoughts 

Tomorrow is the USMC birthday. Makes me miss Dad more than normal – if that’s possible 

Wal-Mart after dark is always interesting. 
Blue Bloods is my new binge watching show. 

I wonder if it’s appropriate to have an Elf on the Shelf in a Catholic school. I’m thinking of putting one in my office. 

I’ve been thinking Rocky hasn’t started showing his age – and today I noticed he’s limping a little when he walks. Then I remembered his 9th birthday is next week. 

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November 5

Love is . . . braving a torrential downpour to get your dogs from the kennel because they hate thunderstorms and you can’t bear the thought of them being away from you and being afraid.  
Even though you hate driving in torrential downpours and talked to them the entire drive home because you didn’t want them to think you were as afraid as they were.

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November 2

Things I think of while walking the dogs . . .

What in the world do I feed them that makes their poop stink so bad?

What is it about Millie’s personality that she has to be “first” to everything?

How awesome that Rocky is cool enough to let Millie always be the lead dog.

I think it’s hilarious that they remember the one time they found a cat under a big pine tree and have to sniff every time we pass the tree, they know when we get close to the house on the corner that has the dog that always barks at them, and which house their human friends with hugs and treats live at but they aren’t bothered at all to pass the house were the dog that attacked Rocky lived.

When the dogs sniff a spot and then have to pee on that spot, I wonder if that’s a dog version of Facebook.  BTW . . . Millie ALWAYS has to get the last “word” in . . .

I learn something interesting from them every day.

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I’m Not Ready . . .

This is about the dogs . . . no, there isn’t a health crisis or anything to worry about . . . they are fine . . . each of them got a clean bill of health at their annual check-up . . . and I heard the “as they get older . . .” speech from Lovely Vet . . . and in my mind I’m screaming “they’re just puppies!!!”

But they aren’t anymore . . . Rocky is 8 and Millie is 7 . . . according to Lovely Vet that classifies them as “senior citizens” in the dog world.  Rocky came to live with us in February 2009 – he was just shy of four months old.  Millie came to live with us in April 2010 – she was about 8 months old.  They were babies when they entered my life and, for some odd reason, I still think of them as puppies . . .

Millie has a touch of arthritis in her front legs and is getting some gray on her muzzle.  She has gray eyebrows and a lot of gray hair on her belly.  Other than that she’s still as active as a puppy.

Rocky is just generally slowing down.  Getting pickier about what he eats, slower to get up in the morning, sleeping a little more soundly and harder to wake up sometimes.  But let the dogs next door start barking, a cat cross his path, or a squirrel make a dash across the yard and he takes off like a puppy.

They were with me during the last months of my marriage to XH.  They were by my side when I was learning how to be a single woman for the first time ever in my life.  They happily embraced Prince Charming when he came to live with us.  They were the reason I got out of bed a lot of the time after Prince Charming died.  They have been the one constant in my life over the past 7 years . . . and I can’t imagine my life without them.

But . . . but . . . but . . . I know that day is going to come . . . and with them being so close in age and so attached to each other it’s entirely possible that I might lose them both at about the same time . . . something I can’t bear to think about . . . .

But today is not that day.  Today they are chasing the birds, meeting the new puppy that lives behind us, introducing themselves to the new kittens that live next door (long story involving Lovely Neighbor Mike and his feral cat).  But in the back of my mind I know that I need to think about this . . . and I do my Scarlett O’Hara impression . . .  I’ll think about that tomorrow, for tomorrow is another day . . .

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No They Aren’t Spoiled

Y’all know that Rocky and Millie are my life . . .

Even though they were officially XH’s dogs and I was totally against getting them in the first place, I specifically asked for them as part of the divorce settlement . . .

After the divorce, they were there to keep me company and keep me from completely freaking out about living alone for the first time in my life . . .

After I broke my arm, they were always close by to make sure that I wasn’t over doing it and were happy to take naps whenever Mommy needed.

After Prince Charming died, they were the reason I got up out of bed in the morning.  They had to eat, they had to go potty, they needed to go for walks . . . they were always close by to give me doggie hugs and kisses when I didn’t think I could stand my grief for another minute.

I’d be lost without them . . . and I tend to go overboard a bit at Christmas . . .

On Black Friday, the big box Pet Store had a sale and they had doggie beds for half off.  Doggie beds for big doggies are pricey and a half off sale is always a great thing.  So I bought two beds . . . and since I can’t really hide two great big dog beds in The Little House Rocky and Millie got early Christmas presents.  And they LOVED the new doggie beds.

The doggie beds were upstairs in the bedroom . . . and they happily snuggled into them and slept soundly every night.  But in the morning, before I left for work, Rocky would give me his sad pitiful eyes that his snuggly bed wasn’t downstairs for him to guard the house.  So, like the sucker I am, I brought one of the beds downstairs for him during the day.  And then I would drag it back upstairs at bedtime each night.

That got old quick.  That bed is huge and awkward to carry.  The stairs are a bit narrow and steep.  It’s always entertaining to watch me drag that thing up and down the stairs . . . especially if Millie wants to help.  So I got the bright idea to buy two more beds for downstairs . . . but only if they were still on sale.  The big box Pet Store had a Christmas Week sale . . . and the beds were on sale again!!

So tonight I drove to the big box Pet Store that’s 20 minutes away (the local store didn’t have the beds in stock) in the dark and in the rain (I don’t see well in the dark and in the rain and driving is a bit of challenge) to pick up the beds for downstairs.  Yes, I have four beds . . for two dogs . . . so they can be just as comfortable when we are binge watching something on Netflix as they are when we are sleeping.

No, they aren’t spoiled at all . . .

 

 

 

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The Worst Part . . .

of any trip is taking the dogs to the “puppy camp”

I know they will be well taken care of . . . Randy has been taking care of my babies for over 20 years . . . he knows them and loves them as much as I do  . . .

Rocky’s sad face as he looks over his shoulder . . .

Millie scampers off without a second look . . .

Coming home to an empty house because my flight leaves at o’dark thirty tomorrow morning . . .

I can’t believe how much I miss them and I haven’t even left yet.

 

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