Remembering our loves,….

Holding close the memories,…

Giving thanks for the memories,…
She hated it when I made her do this! But, being the good sport that she was, she´d always oblige! However, there was the pay off – she would always get extra treats for playing Mommy´s crazy dress-up games! Yes, she won too! Mico, forever Mommy´s Little Baby Girl!
Take this time to remember those special loves that have been in your life,… what a beautiful time to pay tribute to them, to thank the Creator for the wonderful gifts that he has given us in the unconditional love of all of the little creatures. And, the love of our Creator to continue to give us strength as we will forever remember and miss these special little furry friends,… in their life we find love. In their death, we hold onto these memories and the warmth of their love from above.
A peaceful holiday season to all of you,… Here´s to the many blessings that you have had in your life,…

Do their spirits stay with us?

Do their spirits stay with us?

When we are so connected to our pets – I just know that they stay with us!
My Baby Girl! I have loved her since the first time that I laid eyes on her in May of 1989! We had a wonderful journey together – for 14 years. Fourteen years of unconditional love – me for her in that I would do ANYTHING for her – and her for me – in doing what dog´s only know how to do and that is to please! Oh my goodness! She was My Love and my world!
She´s been gone almost 6 1/2 years. It seems like only yesterday on one hand – and then on the other it was a lifetime ago. But, there is one thing that I do know for sure. She is still with me,… Lately, it´s how I explain the “walking-pressure” sensation that I feel on the bed at night. Clearly, someone or something is on my bed – walking around. At first, I thought it was one of the other babies, moving around to get more comfortable. However, when I put my hand down to make sure they were okay, there was no one there. But the pressure on the bed continued.
Yep, she´s still with me. And, now with the addition of Rudy The Cat – she is completely intrigued by this new creature that´s joined the house. I doubt she´s happy with it – as she was not a cat “girl.” But, nonetheless – she makes herself known, probably to let me know that SHE, too, is still a part of the house and of the group. It´s so comforting to know that this Love is my angel – and is still coming around in spirit to make sure her Mommy knows that she loves me! Ah, the beauty of that unconditional love! Thanks, God, for my forever angel!

How Much Can We Love?

How Much Can We Love?

Do our hearts ever get too full of love?
As I sit here with a hot cup of tea, I can feel my heart pounding with all of the love that it feels. Two weeks ago, I added the fourth “fur-child” to our home – and our hearts are just so elated with love! I just never thought I could continue to have room for all of these “kids” and the capacity to love all of them like they deserve! To love all of them with ALL of my heart – individually! Oh, but, let me tell you – love them I do!
Rudy joined our house this week after spending over three months at the Humane Society. I have never seen 5 pounds of fur love so deeply and be so sweet as this little guy! He is truly thankful for everything that he is given – and for all that is done for him. The poor little guy came with an incredible URI as well as some little worms in his system. The way that he took his meds and let us put the ointment in his eyes, he knew that we were just trying to help him. Gracious – ah, yes, quite the little gentleman.
To my little babies – Crisco, Mike The Dog, Ellie Mae and Rudy – Mommy loves all of you so much! Thanks for all of the unconditional love that you give to us!

Our time together is short and precious,…

Our time together is short and precious

Where-oh-where does the time go?
I found this picture of Crisco taken on the day that we brought him home, six years ago,… he was all of a pound and we lovingly deemed him “Blobby Boy!” I look at that photo today and it feels like it all happened just yesterday. Where-oh-where did 6 years go. To have this little guy in our lives has been such a blessing and have given us enough stories to fill a library with his orneriness and antics!

Then it hits me,… if the past six years went as fast as they did, what will the next six years hold? Then, my precious little boy will be 12, clearly a “senior” in a pet´s life. Goodness me,.. It is so scary to know that he is now hitting the “mid” part of his life. To me – it started not that long ago. However, in a blink, here we are – he is six years old.

Every day is so precious with these little ones. Every day I thank God that he has allowed me to share a house with my three wonderful fur-kids. In addition, every day I thank God for allowing me the pleasure and the gift of knowing exactly what unconditional love looks like. Because in a blink, when it is gone from me – I know that the love that Crisco brought to us will forever be emblazoned in our hearts and memories,… I love you, Mr. Puppy!

The spirit of a pet´s love

The spirit of a pet´s love

Our pets create such a spirit of forever love in our hearts that it amazes me every time I think about it. It does not matter if the pet is living or deceased, the discussion of this love will reach deep down into a person´s heart and bring about such a rainbow of colorful emotions to re-call this love – or to relay it in a present tense.

For those of us whose lives have seen that special pet – the one that is deemed “my heart” – come and go, these pets come to us in a variety of different ways. It might be the first born for a couple, the first pet as an adult, the pet that was there during a rough time – or to see the happy times – whatever it may be, there seems to be the one that absolutely stole a heart. The one that even years later will find that tear-faucet to turn on – and still evoke such emotion over the love – and the love lost – that it feels like it was just yesterday and they were still here. Yesterday that we felt their furry love, held their trusting heads in our hands, and gave our hearts to them to hold. To hold forever.

Nevertheless, time marches on – and life continues to unfold. And, while the events of the day, week, month and year continue to add to the colorful quilts of our lives, the love that we had, the love that we lost, will forever be a part of the thread that weaves these stories together. In addition, it is a quilt that I, personally, am proud to say that “my heart,” my special little girl, Mico, truly lent the color to this part of the masterpiece of my life.