Memory Monday, Week 145

This week I have the last few slides showing some of our pets during 1978 through 1982. Sascha, who was part Siberian husky, came home with us when she was a fluff ball of a puppy with beautiful brown eyes. She spent most of her life outdoors, in our back yard; but she happily shared the property with Hondo, one […]

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Private gallery

Not far from my neighborhood, in a small pedestrian alleyway, there is a wonderful bunch of paintings decorating the wooden fences. The paintings, created by an artistic homeowner for neighbors in the immediate area, memorialize their beloved pets — dogs of all sizes, cats, birds, horses, and even an opossum. The number of pets included keeps growing every year. I’d […]

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Sadie

I wish I had taken more pictures of my mom’s beautiful Siamese, Sadie. She passed away a few weeks ago, after a very long and pampered life — although on the day we first met her, she had been abandoned along with her litter of kittens. Sadie carried herself like a princess. She slept on Mom’s pillow at night. She […]

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Memory Monday, Week 90

The best thing about our pets is how happy they make us feel, and how good we feel when we know they’re happy. This week I’ve got a very small selection of animal images — because there have been so many wonderful animals in our lives, and some of them live on only in memory, not in photographs.

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Portraits in Play-Doh

Some pet owners memorialize their beloved pets with photographs, oil paintings, or even taxidermy. In our case, we chose colorful modeling clay. I can’t recall exactly when or how it happened, but at some point more than 20 years ago both the Big Guy and I decided it was necessary to create, in our amateur way, our impressions of our […]

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What a way to wake up!

The following was originally posted on 28 February, 2008, in my old blog: The first thing I saw this morning when I opened my eyes was the youngest of our three dogs, Pinkie, staggering around the house, barely able to walk, let alone stand. She was clearly in distress; she wanted to go outside to do her business but could barely manage. I panicked of course — my first thought was that she’d had a stroke and that we were going to have to euthanize her. She’s 12 – 1/2 years old, but all of our dogs are in surprisingly good health for their ages, and the thought of losing even one of them . . . well, we don’t have kids, but our dogs are a major part of our family and always have been. I phoned the vet and made an appointment for her, then I got her to lie down and rest until it was time to leave. In the meantime I had read on the internet something that reassured me — it said that even when a dog does have a stroke, they can usually recover and deal with it better than we humans can. So, okay, not necessarily a death sentence, I can deal with this. Of course I was also doing some praying. By the time we got to the vet (which is only about five blocks from our house) Pinkie was walking perfectly […]

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