September 5th 2010 2:06 pm
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Taking A Trip Down Memory Lane
Hey Darlin' Foxie- Your Momma again finds herself thinking about you....Taking a trip down memory lane. Fall has arrived. Three years have passed since I brought Mazy into our lives. She was a tiny little pup of just barely 8 weeks. She was so small...I was afraid of stepping on her. Grandpa wasn't so sure about a new puppy. Mazy immediately wormed herself into his heart. You LOVED everyone, but it was clear I held a higher place in your heart......
She could fit into my two hands. I'd never started with a pup that young or that small. Her 1st. collar was the size of a silver dollar. The collar now fits on her muzzle. She could run under All the furniture. Didn't take long for her to figure out I couldn't reach her without moving stuff. Mazy used this to her advantage. She is just like you! Srong willed, smart as a whip, an independent thinker. She also adapts easily to changing daily schedules. Good thing because, our schedules are constantly changing. Mazy is totally devoted to both Grandma and Grandpa.
By labor day weekend,(2007) I was asking myself: What was I thinking?
I'm fourteen years older now. I'm not sure, I have the energy to raise another pup? How long will I have to get up multiple times a night? An angel one minute, a little devil the next. How can anything that small get into so much mischief?
Mazy had wormed herself into my heart, weeks before she left her litter. I went every week to visit the litter of 5. Three girls and 2 boys. (2 black/tan and 3 red) They were tiny,fat, lively little doxies. I played with them. Observed their Mother's nature and disposition. (She was calm,quiet,easy going)
I looked forward to the trip south of town after my weekly Bible Study. The time was my sunshine for the week. The time
in which I hoped, I could go on with my life. My deep grief subsided for a little while. I'd cried more tears that summer, than with all the tradegy life had thrown at me. I was terribly depressed. People didn't want to talk to me anymore. I was only interested in talking about you. Everyone wanted me to just get over losing you and move on. (Irritated me, that people thought their was a magic time frame on grief)
I had spent all the years of your life depending on you to encourage me to fight my health issues as hard as I could.
You took to the job, as if it were your destiny. You kept me exercising. Kept me as active as I could be at that point in time. When I hit bad stretches, you stayed by my side. You loved me, even more. I'd walk the floors in the night with pain levels that were driving me crazy. You'd get up and check on me.
You gave me more than I could ever give you in a dozen lifetimes.
Mazy and I have both survived puppyhood. She has started to mellow a little. Of course you didn't mellow until you were 5 years old. I've never worked so hard to train a puppy....
I needed Mazy to be able to adapt to many enviroments. All in all, she has been an excellent student....
I know Foxie,you are always watching over us. So you also know that Baby will join you soon. She has so many issues:cardiac, stomach, intestinal, arthritis and seizures. Losing her hearing and her eye sight is failing. All of her issues are totally age related. The old gal is just wearing out.....
Baby grieved so much for you...I never thought, she'd make 3 more years. The weather is so hard on her...she can't take the cold or the heat. How much of our year is her ideal temperature of 60-70? Very little and not enough!
I pray everyday, that God will take her in her sleep. Last couple winters have been a real struggle. I don't know, if she has another winter in her? She is Enjoying the fallish weather. My heart thinks, this is probably her last fall....
I know when Baby meets you at the bridge....she will be so Happy to be reunited with her fur-sis. Thanks my darlin' girl for letting me, yet again, bend your ear....
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What a heartfelt and touching entry. As you know there is no timeline on grief. Once we have lost a great love the grief never really ends it just changes shape but is with us in our back pockets at all times.
We sure do agree with Angel Cheyenne and her Momma....
Comforting Hugs to your Momma,too....G-ma K.