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Wednesday, May 8, 2024

The white dog-Fiona


There were four white puppies from Brut and Silver's litter.  They were a "surprise" to us when they were born.  We would have never guessed to have any white puppies, being that Brut was a sable color Husky and Silver was black Lab.  There were three boys and one girl.  They were kind of ugly when they were born with their pink skin showing and their thin, wet white fur almost translucent. They were quite a shock to us. We discovered later that Brut's grandma was an all white Husky and the color came from her.  

I had planned on keeping a black and white one from said litter named, Angel, but when the pups were three days old, I changed my mind.  I watched the white female, the runt of the litter, kicking ass to get to mom's teat.  She put her whole heart into it and I had to keep her.  There was just something about the way she fought that day to keep up with her brothers and sisters, that I couldn't let her go.  We named her Fiona.  

Fiona was the most affectionate of the 24 Paws.  She gave plenty of kisses and took lots of love in return.  She was also the jester of the bunch doing anything to make us laugh.  She had a full time job with me and my depression.  She earned her keep.  

Fiona was the sh*t roller of the 24 Paws.  Of course, being a white dog, she loved to roll in anything stinky.  I remember one time on a walk we were taking, just the two of us, she put her jester and rolling skills together.  She must have rolled in this deer poop for about ten or fifteen times.  She'd roll then stand up and do it again.  I was laughing so hard with each roll that she just kept doing it.  It was hilarious and so much fun.  

Fiona had a wicked side as well.  She ignored dogs on walks or at the vet, but had it out for Chance and Blaze.  Fiona was one of the reasons we couldn't blend the two packs.  She was the instigator the few times the door between the two packs wasn't latched. And while Fiona and Zappa never fought, she would show her teeth to him sometimes when she was possessing something like the couch.  

On the flip side, Fiona was my girly girl.  She was feminine, but very strong emotionally and mentally.  She was everything I could've wanted in a female dog.  And she was so beautiful.  Fiona got compliments all the time on her beauty.     

Three years ago today, I lost that precious love.  It is good to write down the memories as they begin to float to the surface.  My sweet girl, gone too soon.  ♥

Thursday, May 2, 2024

Chance and Blaze's digging holes

 These are the five holes that Chance and Blaze dug that are still in the front yard.  Three years since their passing and the holes haven't filled in yet. I planted the flowers in them a couple of years ago.  They came up early this year with the early spring weather.  🥰  

The flowers bring up good memories. Chance and Blaze were crazy diggers.  Chance would dig deep enough and wide enough to fit his entire body in a hole, with just his head sticking out.  lol


The joys of letting them dig in the yard and having something they left behind.  

Monday, April 22, 2024

My Bedtime Buddies

The last stuffies of: (l to r) Blaze, Chance, Fiona and Zappa
 

These are my bedtime buddies.  Each stuffie is one of the last toys that the four pups, Blaze, Chance, Fiona and Zappa played with before they died.  

So I hold them in just that order across my chest and fall asleep with them in my arms.  They bring me comfort.

For a long time I couldn't sleep without them in that position.  These stuffies did a great deal to help with my grief.  I talked to them like they were the dogs.  

While now it's not necessary to sleep with them every night, I still do occasionally, they are always on the bed next to me.  They still bring me comfort, just by being there. 

Do you have a favorite doggie stuffie?

 

Saturday, April 6, 2024

Confessions of a grieving dog mom

 I haven't been able to eat raw vegetables since Chance, Blaze and Fiona died three years ago.  All the dogs liked vegetables but Chance and Blaze were my ultimate veggie dogs, being that they were the kitchen dogs. We especially like sharing them at lunch time and snack time.  I lost my desire and taste for veggies after losing the dogs.  I couldn't fathom even eating a tomato or a cucumber (my favs) because the grief was unbearable.  

 I haven't had a vegetable garden since they died either. I use to grow tomatoes, green peppers, cucumbers, (the three staples) along with carrots, broccoli, lima beans, hot peppers, and green beans,  Chance and Blaze used to do a dance when I would gather up food from the garden waiting to get their bite of fresh veggies.  They were always so happy, it made the garden chores worth it.  

For Chance and Blaze I would grow climbing green beans on the fence where they could reach them, so they always had a fresh supply.  The beans that were at the top of the fence, I would pick and take turns feeding them to Chance and Blaze.  They made everything about eating vegetables so much fun.   

And now I have to find that fun for myself.  As you might imagine my health has been impacted by not eating enough vegetables and it is time to add  them back into my diet.   And while I needed a push, it hasn't been as hard as I thought it would.  I will always miss that special time with dogs, but now I think they are looking over me helping me get healthier and happier and I wouldn't have it any other way.  

Friday, March 15, 2024

Tribute to the Thundering Herd



 One of best things about blogging is getting to "know" the bloggers and their dogs.  You become attached and invested in both, but we all know it's about the dogs.  All these years, one has always stood out.

Hubby, Mark was hounding me to blog about the dogs, so I finally started investigating different dog blogs.  I looked at several blogs and couldn't really find one that interested me. That is until I stumbled upon The Thundering Herdand I was hook.  

It was everything I thought a dog blog should be and then some.  It gave me the inspiration I was searching for in a dog blog.  And best of all they had SIX Huskies, just like us.  All the more reason to try my hand at blogging.  

We went through all the ups and downs with The Thundering Herd and their crazy antics.  Most post were humorous in nature, but there was always that one sad one that we could all relate to....the loss of a dog.  

Which brings me to today, while the original Herd members are all gone, they have four dogs that are part of the new Herd.  Sadly, they recently lost one of the four,  Typhoon, the Little Prince.  And I find myself mourning their loss and mine.  See, they are more than just dogs on a computer screen, the dog's lives were painted alive right in my home as shown through D.K.Wall's eyes.  We could've been neighbors it felt that close.  

So give your dog a hug for five seconds longer and those belly rubs he's begging for today..  Share a few extra treats.  Take walk you've been saving for a special day.  Tell them how much you love them.  And if you know The Thundering Herd, share some love with them too..


Thursday, March 14, 2024

Blaze gone 3 years today

I laid down as the tears flowed   
Hitting almost as hard as when she passed.  
The cats planted themselves on my chest 
As I wept for my girl.

Miss you so much.



Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Testing...testing...1,2,3

 Had to make some changes to our email subscriptions.  They were technical changes that do not effect any of our subscribers, so no worries.  And since I'm not very technical it took me a while to figure it out.  But it is all fixed and ready to go.   So hopefully every one of our subscribers is receiving this post.

Because of the delay, I missed posting about Zappa's year anniversary.  It is so hard to believe that a year ago he was here and that he actually been gone that long.  It still hits me, just like that, out of the blue sometimes.  In the evenings for some reason, his loss really gets to me, as well as the rest of the 24 Paws.  During the day I'm basically OK, but when the sun starts to set, I feel that emptiness and loss every evening.  Not really sure why, but I do.

Boxer, our cat is doing well for having cancer.  He was given 3 months to live last July, but no one told him that.  lol  It has been eight months since he was diagnosed and he is still here.  There have been no changes that I can see and he is acting fine.  In fact, he is starting to get really needy, wanting to be close to me all the time.  He's starting to drive me crazy.  lol  Boxer has always been like that, but he's been a little worse than normal.  Not sure what that means, but we are taking it day by day with him.  

Princess Leia, the Siamese, is also doing fine.  The food and supplements she takes for her kidney disease are doing a great job at keeping it under control.  She is very healthy for a 17 1/2 year old.  

Well, that's about the latest.  I hope I will be able to post more now that the emails are fixed.  

Thank you for staying with us.

Take care,

Patty ♥


Saturday, January 13, 2024

Silver Love


She taught me how to be a dog mom, while showing what a loving mother was.  

To me and the pups.



It was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life, learning to be loved by a mother dog.  I was able to share this life with Silver and witness her motherhood for eight years.  

She was the glue that held the family of the 24 Paws together.  When she died the whole family fell apart.  The pups and us were never quite the same again.


She never asked for anything and would stand back while her pups demanded attention from me.  

She had a couple of encounters with her pup, Chance whom she gave kisses to while they were together.  

She was strong, independent and stubborn as all hell, but had a gentle and loving spirit.  

She nurtured my soul, knowing before I knew what I needed.  She was sensitive and intuitive that way.

She was our first puppy and I made every mistake possible with her.  Yet, she was so forgiving.

I can't believe it has been seven years today that she disappeared from our lives.  The 24 Paws was started because of Silver and ended with hole in my heart forever.