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Nellie's Notebook

Wonderful vet

We received a card from the Morris Animal Foundation saying the vet's office made a donation in Nellie's name for research to cure doggy diseases. That was so kind of them. They are a bunch of caring people.

Tribute to a Best Friend

Tribute To A Best Friend

Sunlight streams through window pane
unto a spot on the floor....
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound....
then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can't be yours....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured memorials
in a blanket of my love
and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above.

Author Unknown

Goodbye to our sweet girl

Yesterday we made the hardest decision and had our girlie put to sleep. Everything the vet said would happen at the end of kidney failure happened. She didn't want to eat, was vomiting, lost control of her bladder, and was barely able to walk. When I think back to her slow decline, she had become a skeleton of what she was. Yesterday, I don't think she knew where she was; she was just acting on instinct.

It is quiet here. She was always prancing around, happy, and panting. We let Otto and Sirius sniff her body so they would know she is gone. Sirius came over to me and leaned on me like he understood why we are sad. Otto keeps hanging out in the area where she is buried. They really did like each other. They often slept close to each other, but not touching. Even though Sirius was jealous when I pet her, I think he misses her in his own way, too. At the park, a mean dog tried to attack her, and Sirius was on that dog faster than you can say, "Yeti." So he did like her more than he let on.

Nellie was such a wonderful dog and companion. She never caused us a bit of trouble, but only made us smile. She was such a sweetheart. Her fur was so soft; I loved to pick her up like a baby. She liked to play with me. She would play bow, and then run around like a psycho. She also wanted me to tap on the sides of her mouth while she mouthed my hands. When we came home she would sproing in the air. She could really jump! She would also jump around like a psycho when we were getting her food ready. At the park, she was good with all dogs. She would mind her own business and wander around marking. When it was cool, she would run around like a psycho. I wish I would've videoed her doing these things, but by the time I thought about it she was sick and didn't do them anymore.

I know she is pain free, healthy, and young now. She has many angel Dogster pals to hang around with. She also has many feathered family members. I hope my goofy cockatiel, Matilda Duseldorf, found her and screamed like only Matilda can scream. Rest in peace, sweet girlie.