The precious Christmas bone has been placed on the bed beside me, after some careful consideration of other locations. For her last choice, I watched her for about 2 or 3 minutes trying to conceal it under this blanket I have draped over my Ikea wicker thingy. I finally decided I’d tell her, um … “Irish, no doggies are coming in here to steal your bone. Really“. So, … Continue reading On This Maudlin Fryday
Holy Cow Batman, you would not believe the fur ONE lone dog can shed. There are tumbleweeds of golden fluffy bits of Irish ALL over. Everyday I sweep, I brush, and in the morning I awake…to find more tumbleweeds of golden downy fluff floating down the hall. It is in every shot of every flower I take here at the Homestead, so I decided to … Continue reading The Shedding Dog
My favourite sort of day are the ones that begin dismal but improve in increments. Such was yesterday. Snowing and gray in the morning, yet once the sun wrestled its way out from the clouds, I scurried upstairs and got dressed and me and the FurryB went on a beautiful brisk walk through town. She trotted beside me as I swirled down Catherine, onto Charles … Continue reading Our Persian Flaws
Earlier today I’m over reading a new post by NivaLaDiva over @RidingBitch and I was inspired to write about Irish and me this week. It has been a trial. RidingBitch {teehee got to say it again} has the beautiful lil’Ruby and they’re in LA. Her post got me thinking about how these companions certainly change things, and reset your priorities a bit. I have needs, … Continue reading FluffyB Goes Walk-about
Once upon a time back on New Years Day 2010, a furry golden ray of sunshine showed up at our door, lost. It had been snowing non-stop since the day before, New Years Eve. We were in the middle of a blizzard. After the festivities from the night before Tim and I were having a quiet night to ourselves, or so we thought. It was … Continue reading How a furry angel found her forever home
I was going to go into this whole eloquent piece on … I honestly have no idea what … but it was going to be BEAUTIFUL. I am blessed with so many good things & good people. I am healthy, I have a roof over my head … and then I saw this picture from February 2012 of Irish getting her toes massaged (last pic … Continue reading Thankful
When I say I have been a primary caregiver twice to someone who was dying, its technically not true; there have been 4x actually. This is the story of my first time. I was married for 9 years from August 4th 1990 to November 19, 1999. On February 14 1991 I choose from a litter of 4 kittens the little gray female one in the … Continue reading Shoe Monster ~ Caregiver Training 101
Didn’t really feel like writing anything today. Didn’t think I wanted to. But I’m bored stiff, so why not. I’m going to copy today the next entry in my saga with Tim. To summarize, this journal was written over the course of 2 years. It records our experiences, and my reflections, on our journey with Tim’s Pancreatic cancer. BUT, as for today….More rain. More blawdy … Continue reading December 21, 2010 – My Irish Rover & Me
by PaulaB 