Well this is my 2nd blog. As you know I'm struggling with the loss of my little Brandy girl just this past Friday. She was 14. We always celebrated her birthday, but this year we didn't. I feel bad. Everytime she heard a doorbell she barked just once. Even the one's on TV-particularly, Golden Girls and Home Improvement. She'd come a runnin' down the hall all in a huff. Sometimes, she'd growl a lil' bit...but not much. In recent days, she didn't even hear them. She's also always come trottin' when she heard our pantry door open (I have a little crafty thing hanging from the door handle and you'd think it was her dinner bell). She wanted whatever we were snackin' on and we were usually suckers and gave in to her sweet eyes. Every Wednesday my husband and I have "frozen pizza lunch day". She would literally go to my "area" on the couch and wait for me to get there b/c she knew that I was going to give her my sausage or bits of crust. She's usually go between Mike and I to see who'd fall for her sweet face first. Once she was done "mooching" off of us...she'd head to her food bowl and eat her "foo-food" as we called it. And drink her "wa-wa". BTW-she would only drink it if it were fresh. We kept 2 water bowls for her so she didn't have to walk all the way down to the other end of the house..1 in the dining room and 1 in the laundry room-well if her water wasn't "fresh enough" for her in the dining room where her food was, I kid you not she would go to the laundry room to drink that! Just like her Mommy-she was picky. Probably why we got along so well. heehee She would "smack" her lips together forever after she got done drinking and eating. It was annoying at first, but then it got so cute. I'd give anything to hear her do that again. She loved car rides. Mike used to take her in the back of his truck...but we found out that if there was anything in there but her-she jumped out. Only happened once and Mike saw it right away. She wasn't hurt....so no worries! She loved to frolick outside and sniff her lil' nose around. Butterflies drove her nuts. She tried to eat bees. When she was younger, we kept her outside in a dog house and pen and we would go get her and hook her up to the back deck everyday pretty much to have her near us. If it was a hot day-she would lay underneath it. Don't get me wrong...if it were a REALLY hot day or cold day, we'd bring her inside the laundry room in the air/heat. She LOVED snow. She used to roll around in it. Actually, she loved to roll around in the grass too! It was so stinkin' cute. But she'd freak if we tried to rub her belly and turn her on her back. She did not like that whatsoever! She HATED rain. She'd hold her potty for days rather than go out in the rain. How dare she get her paw paws wet! :) We'd go for walks and if there were puddles..she'd halt and pull back and make us take her around them. So cute. She became a total princess once we brought her inside. She was instantly potty trained....don't know how that happened!? I guess she was just smart. She was also stubborn. She was a dog of routine and you followed it by golly or she'd just go on without you! lol
These are just a couple things I thought I'd share that I've been thinking about today about our Brandy girl. I'm sure as I get on here more-I'll share more. There are so many memories and I feel so blessed to have had her in our lives. Thank you to those silly people who didn't keep her.....she was the best out of the litter!
I'm trying my hardest not to be depressing.... right now...since it's so soon...I'm really struggling. It doesn't help that I'm on vacation this week and has lots of time to think and be lonely without her! I panicked today as I thought that I had lost her lock of hair I took off of her after she had passed. We couldn't find that baggie anywhere! But I did....find it. After a major panic and breakdown.
Well, those are my going's on for today! Thinkin' of my precious, forever in my heart, Brandy girl.....
Keep on going on!
~Aim
so sorry about your doggy...prayers for healing friend :)
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