august is senior pet month

i was going to write this post about our precious kibbles, whom we lost to cancer in 2010. she was 14+ years old. but as i sit here at my computer trying to make sense of my thoughts, and going through her picture albums, all i can do is cry. i have no words. i've been trying to make a coherent sentence for over 2 hours now. kibbles was a part of our family for almost 15 years. that was nearly half of my married life!
when i lost my kibbles, my heart broke. literally. i felt it break. it ached for her. it still does. i'd never felt that before. she was my once-in-a-lifetime dog. i miss her so much it hurts.

kibbles was about 10 years old in these pictures, during happier times, well before cancer entered our lives.

i'm sorry this post doesn't make much sense. i don't know why my thoughts are so muddled. i've been able to write about kibbles before. if you're interested, you can read about her here. it was hard to write but i made it through. i think i need to just post this "as is" and pull myself together offline. thanks for your understanding.



rip my sweet kibbles. i love you.

appearances can be deceiving

to see bailey standing with her head held low and her normally curly tail, pointing south, you'd think she was having a bout of depression. but don't worry, this is how she lets me know she's had enough outside time and she just wants to go back inside the house. why does she stand in a total depressed posture? i dunno! BOL

when i ask her if she wants to go inside, she perks up and happily heads towards the door.

does your doggie have an unusual way of communicating with you?

until we meet again my friends-

rain on the horizon

this is how the girls react to rain being in the forcast.

until we meet again my friends-