He's been gone for a week and a half and I still can't really get my head around it. There are times when I feel it and it is so raw and fresh that I'm taken back to sitting in my car like the coward I am as Simon stayed with him in the vet's… Continue reading Regall Azkaban, "Clowny," 11/2002-9/2013
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I’m so glad she was born. SO glad.
At first, she looked like this...I've recounted the story of how FTH Oopsie Daisy/Daisy/Daisy Duke/Daisy Mae/Mae/Mei Mei/Princess came into our lives. You have undoubtedly heard me brag about how she was named by the community of greyhound freaks over at GreyTalk, how she lived on her Mama Caffie's kitchen floor until she was old enough… Continue reading I’m so glad she was born. SO glad.
Changes in Attitudes…
Well, the last time I was posting, Clowny was walking. About a month later, he stopped walking. That change went hand in hand with Clown stopping prednisone. He walked around, slowly, at Mountain Hounds in Gatlinburg but for the most part he stayed in our room and was miserable.He has changed medicine twice and has… Continue reading Changes in Attitudes…
On wobbles and stumbles and leaps of faith…
My magic boy, Regall Azkaban ("Clowny")On Wednesday night, I got home from work and let the dogs out of the bedroom, scolding Clowny as per usual when he bounded out past the baby gate, spinning around like a top and careening into Daisy. That sort of behavior made putting a muzzle on him impossible and… Continue reading On wobbles and stumbles and leaps of faith…
A Falk in the Driftwood Worest..with Peaches.
Are we there yet?, a photo by Nancy Dunne on Flickr.(thanks and love to Zilch the Torysteller for part of the title...)This weekend was the annual Sandy Paws event...and if this were years past I'd be doing something uber fun right now in Jacksonville before getting ready to go to Orange Park to watch the… Continue reading A Falk in the Driftwood Worest..with Peaches.