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Mending the shattered heart
As each dog left our lives we cried and mourned and felt as though our hearts, shattered to bits, would never recover. However, hearts are resilient if you allow them to be.
You allow another fur baby to burrow into your heart and glue the shattered pieces back where they belong. Each one is different and brings a new joy. If you shy away from ‘ever having another one’ you don’t give your heart the healing it needs.
If you’ve recently lost a beloved fur baby, take heart, there’s always another one who needs you as much (or more) as you need it. Let someone in your heart to glue it back together.
Our little heart mender
Her big brudder.
You gonna eat that?
What is that?
Am I gonna like it?
We is having a snuggle you may leave us alone.
A little privacy please.
Oh my! Talk about giving someone the stink eye.
There are days…
A friend, who lives down the street, stopped by this afternoon to bring us The Curmudgeon’s truck registration and insurance papers. He found them near his house. Yes, someone got into The Curmudgeon’s truck. Again. This time they didn’t break the windows to get in, they simply opened the freaking door. My darling husband left his truck unlocked. He’s so lucky he only lost an old wallet that the papers were in and the key for his wheel locks. (Assholes!)
The group of brats, who are now older, and much worse than when they began to damage things around here several years ago, was back to their old tricks today. Sometimes I wish it was legal to shoot idiots. Although, around here, I’d run out of ammunition pretty darned quick.
At least the dogs kept us laughing.
They played a bit today, wish I had more hands ….
I didn’t have enough hands to get pictures when Gavin and Gemmie played for a few minutes today. Mainly because we were keeping it very controlled. We don’t want anyone to get hurt.
Gemmie was on a leash and I was doing bribery control with Gavin. They were both way too excited. *Giggle* I never saw two tails go wagging in circles as fast as those two did. We are keeping these introductions to minimum contact and minimum time. We are taking no chances with these two.
As it is they hang outside each others crate and snooze or play bow. They are getting used to each other.
She’s so tiny she fits on one cushion!
Day 4 Gemmie
Today has been a day of cuddles and hucklebutts. Gemmie made the time to snuggle with both of us. The Curmudgeon all day and me after he went to bed. She’s a cutie.
She lounged on her back in The Curmudgeon’s arms from 5 to 6. Then it was Gavin’s turn to be out and about for attention. He loved up on us for about a half an hour and was ready to go to bed.
Gemmie got to come back out and snuggle with The Curmudgeon until he went to bed. Then she cuddled with me, falling asleep upside down with her head and shoulders on my lap.
We had five, count them, five hucklebutts out of her today. She’s a riot when she takes off like a mini rocket.
Sometimes they are born to it
So it seems that Gemmie has decided to take care of The Curmudgeon. She always has one eye on him and if he is distressed, she lets me know. She seems a natural.
Gavin is perfectly happy to let her too. He’s my baby and barely gives The Curmudgeon the time of day unless he happens to have food. Then The Curmudgeon is GOD, because he’s a soft touch.
I’ve put the bench out under the tulip poplar so The Curmudgeon can sit down when he takes the dogs out. We sure do miss his cart. He could run them and tire them out. I wish we could afford to get him another one but they are so expensive and we’ve two loans to pay on. Maybe once we pay off the loans, we can get him another mobility cart.
One of my favorite pictures of The Curmudgeon with his Miss Patty.
Gemma day 2
The Curmudgeon didn’t have a good day. All the excitement from yesterday set his MS off making him collapse at the bottom of the stairs. We had to call Carlos over from next door first thing this morning to help me get The Curmudgeon into his chair. Once he had breakfast and settled down for a while, he was OK though a bit shaky on his pins.
I took the pups out and got them fed. Both of them were very good. Once The Curmudgeon was up to it, he and his new girl had a good time.
You need kisses on your ear.
On your hair too.
Yum, that’s tasty hair gel.
I went out, you can give me my cookie.
The new Mommy person said I could have this fish. It squeaks!
It made me giggle and hucklebutt.
I like the ropy toy too!
Daddy had a nap and shower and felt a lot better so I jumped up on his lap.
This Daddy cracks me up.
Whoa! Is that our TV? Kewl!
Belly tickles make me giggle.
You all have a good one!
Gemma is with us
I stood on the corner with Gavin watching for Bernie and Toni, so many people have missed that turn. They snuck up on us and came from the other direction! Gavin was very excited to meet Gemma. We had a fun evening and after Bernie and Toni left, Gemma wound down and was ready for some sleep. She’s in her crate snoring.
Gavin waiting for his new sister.
The Curmudgeon, “She’s tiny!”
What’s for dinner?
Om nomnomnom!
Checking out the new yard.
You mean all this is ours?
This is where we go in!
Loving the butt scratch.
Almost jumped into his lap!
Hey, do you need some help?
Show me how to do it and I’ll get you out of there!
We are head over heels in love with her.
You all have a good one!
Playing with Dad
I decided that my Daddy needed to play so I hunted for and found my green Holey Roller ball and kept teasing him with it.
Sometimes you just have to make the humans play.
I got him to smile!
You all have a good one!
They say my new sister gets here this afternoon.
This should be interesting.
Get plenty of rest little one, we’ll see you Saturday.
I’ve not been on this side of Bull Terrier Rescue.
Our two rescues, both brindle girls were our own foster failures.
I think she will fit in well.
Gavin is lonesome.
The Curmudgeon misses his cuddle girl.
Right now I am outnumbered by the males.
Hurry up Gem.
Our hearts are ready for you.
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