She truly was transcontinental.You know, I'm sitting here staring at the blank screen and can't even bring myself to type the words that she's gone...and she's been gone for two months now. I still expect to come home and hear her whistling from the bedroom, demanding that I hurry up and let her out. But… Continue reading FTH Oopsie Daisy, 14 August 2004 – 2 December 2016
Screaming at the beach is gnome-much fun!Photo Courtesy of K. LazenbyIn its own unique way, Sandy Paws time has come and gone again. We spend weeks on Facebook and in text messages and emails planning and laughing and looking forward to seeing each other. We despair that we only see each other once a year.… Continue reading Sandy Paws Wrap Up or "I told you I’d blog that!"
I still find myself wondering what she would make of things that come up in my life and missing her gentle strength and guidance. Much love, Carla. Happy Birthday.For My Friend Carla, With All My Love
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.
Clowny's paw print, JekyllIt always amazes me how Sandy Paws is up on me and then is over so fast. I spend all year waiting, anxiously, to see a group of people that in some ways are closer to me than my own family...and like a flash, I blink and I'm on my way back… Continue reading Sandy Paws and other Peaches