Gone

We lost Buster last night. He was our 6 year old Shar-Pai who had lymphoma. We thought he was holding his own, but when I got home last night he apparently had either a stroke or an aneurysm. Raced him to the vet, but the damage was irreversible and he lapsed into a coma and passed away at 7:15 last night. I stayed with him for a good hour - holding him and loving him. Then I wished him a good journey across the Rainbow Bridge, kissed him, took a photo with him, and I came home to let the girls (Stormy & Daisy) know what had happened and that their brother was in heaven. Rough night - after two strong vodka tonics I finally was able to sleep. Today, I am sad. Mourning the loss of a beautiful little soul - one that was taken way too soon. I am so so thankful that we had more time with him than we originally thought. Our vet, Rosemary Branson, is the one responsible for his longevity (which by any means was still short - only diagnosed in April).... Buster lived (and died) knowing how very much he was loved. And you know what, he loved us back. Until the end and beyond.... See you at the bridge one of these days buddy - tell Sunny Girl we said hi and we love her too. Take care of her there - and wait for us.... <

> We love you.

Moving.....

We moved. After having the house on the market since March, and FINALLY closing on it this past Friday, we actually packed up and moved. Not to where we wanted to, but nonetheless, we moved. Just 5 miles down the road. We rented a house for a year until we can decide WHERE we need to be. And let me tell you something - I did not know how much stuff we had until we had to actually touch it - load it, unload it, move it. Both my sons and their significant others, and friend Dave came and helped haul. Actually, the girls helped the guys haul. And haul we did.....up and down the road. I think the stack of boxes grew while they were in the truck riding down the road.... I have almost one year to decide what I want/need to keep and what I don't. By the time we haul ourselves somewhere else, hopefully there will be a fraction of the crap we moved in. On a good note, at least we have moved into a larger home - lots of room to hang everyhing, put everything in cabinets that previously was stored in boxes. It's a good home.....for now. And the dogs like it. They have a great big yard to roam in. Even if it looks like a wasteland. No flowers, no grass, no shrubs....nothing but pine trees and dirt. For me, the gardener, it's depressing to look at. I just tell myself, it's only for one year.....only one.