Thursday, September 21, 2017

Not a Match for Max

Has it been a week already?  However many days it has been, its been enough for our newest addition, Bailey to get totally settled in.  She did great adjusting to her new schedule. And, even though she was a little nervous at the vet, Bailey charmed everyone there.

I got a phone call from a "perspective adopter" interested in meeting Max.  Despite that I didn't get a good vibe from perspective adopter, I overlooked it because on paper, perspective adopter seemed perfect.  So, we arranged a time to meet.
 We got to the park on time and we waited.............And we waited...
When we finally met, Max, who likes everyone, wanted nothing to do with perspective adopter.  I let them go for a walk together alone, but Max only wanted to come back to me. From a distance I watched the two together, and I just didn't feel like they were connecting.  The rest of our nearly 2 hour visit fell flat. When we parted, I told her we'd talk in a couple of days. But I decided to not wait and I let her know that evening that I felt that she and Max were not a match. I never heard back from prospective adopter, so I'm not sure if she agreed or not.  If she did or didn't, it was my choice to make.

So, onward through the week we've gone.  This little intruder found its way into our garage. I was so sure it was poisonous and its sole mission was to kill me and the dogs.  I was insisting that Carl "make it dead" but he refused and scooped it up and tossed it into the neighboring field.  It turned out to be a (non-poisonous) baby rat-snake, so I guess that was okay.
It was also okay that the rest of the week was quiet and uneventful.
That just doesn't seem possible with Todd around. 

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Bailey Arrives at Golden Pines

We all know that life doesn't stop, even if you want it too.  Your heart keeps beating, and life somehow goes on. In the midst of Josh leaving us, another life was starting over.  On Sunday we welcomed a new addition named Bailey.
~Bailey on the ride home~
Bailey is 12 years old, and she tragically and sadly lost her owner last week.  She and several other dogs were left without a place to go.  The fiancee of her former owner wanted Bailey to be happy, so she turned her over to the rescue.
Bailey was a little nervous and tentative at first. But our dogs liked her right away and she's got the approval of Todd.
It hasn't taken long for Bailey's big personality to emerge.  She's affectionate, will bark when she wants something or for reasons that I can't quite figure out yet.  As I write this, she's snoozing at my feet.
I think these are all good signs!  I'm happy that this girl (with a spotted tongue) that once lived overseas for several years is settling in nicely in our little corner of Virginia.  

Tuesday, September 12, 2017


~Josh, March 2011~
Thank-you all for your kind words and sharing Josh's loss. I realized yesterday that Josh was not the oldest dog we've lost, but he was the one we had the longest. Josh was a gentle soul.  He was also a  "pleaser" by nature, and (usually) did what we asked of him. But yesterday was his day and a day that was totally out of my control. It was a humbling place to be. Josh peacefully passed away on the front porch that he loved before the vet would arrive.

I wished I'd had another day off of work, but I didn't. It was a long day that ended with my having to go to the grocery store for a few things.  I really didn't want to go, but I had to, so I dragged myself there.

I hurried inside, quickly got the few things I needed and rushed to the checkout. I got into a little longer line because I saw my favorite cashier.  I'm not sure when "Nora" became my favorite cashier.  But every time I have been in her line, I have heard her compliment every customer she interacts with. I’ve liked watching the people light up as she finds something positive to say about them.  She has such a refreshing attitude and I love chatting with her.  I think Nora is an example to follow.

When it was my turn, she asked me how I was doing, noting that I was looking a "little tired." I told her that I was doing okay, and that I was just really worn out.  And then, she asked me how our dogs were doing. As you can guess, the loss of Josh is still pretty raw and I'm not at a point where I can just blurt out what happened to him. So, I replied with my usual answer that "the dogs were all present and accounted for when I left home this morning."  I think that Nora knew there was more to my answer. Because she stopped scanning my groceries, and said to me, "I know just the thing you need," and she rushed away.  I'll admit that I was a little confused and embarrassed because there were other people standing in line in back of me.  But when Nora came back she had a little pot of bright yellow mums in her hand, and said to me, "here's something to cheer you up, and they're on me!"

I know my mouth dropped open because I was so surprised by her unexpected kindness - And, through the sting of tears that have been so close to the surface all day, all I could say was "thank-you" over and over again.  I thought afterwards that I really hope Nora knows that her small gesture of kindness at a low moment made a difference, and is one I won't soon forget.

Monday, September 11, 2017


While so many are remembering the events of September 11th, I mean no disrespect, but today, I am remembering our 15 years with Josh who will make his journey to the Rainbow Bridge later today.  I hope you will light your candle for him to find his way there, where I know he will have quite a greeting.  There are no words that can articulate the heartbreak or say how much Josh will be missed.  
God speed to my "Missta-Jay."