Today has not been the greatest day. First of all, my favorite old dog, Coosa, died. He was fifteen but spry as ever so it was a bit of a shock. Right after that, I get the news that Punxsutawney Phil has decided I need six more weeks of winter. I hate rats. Then two unannounced guests showed up... well, unannounced.
Why is it that unannounced guests show up on the days you're burying your favorite old dog, you're cold, and your house is a wreck? This stuff only happens to me.
In memory of my favorite old dog
6 comments:
So sorry to hear about your Coosa.
And, rest assured, that a whole batch of crazy doesn't just happen to you! I got hit with it the last two days, too....and just now starting to recover. Just 45 days til Spring!
I'm so sorry! It is hard to loose a friend after so many years - am about to experience the same thing I believe. What wonderful companions these little dogs become!
Blessings,
Cheri
Awwww! He was really cute. Sorry about your dog, pets are one of the hardest things to loose. About 2 years ago we were in a bad car accident that totaled our min-van, and after we got home that night we found one of our kittens had died. That was a hard day. But God is good all of the time! :)
~Elizabeth
So sorry for your loss. They are truly family members.
So sorry about your dog. :(
Our cat 16 year old cat wandered off last fall and never came back. That left a few Very sad children here at our house.
so sorry to hear of your loss. How are you doing?
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