I talk to him when I’m lonesome like;
and I’m sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively,
and gently licks my hands;
then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes,
but I never say naught thereat.
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth
For the first time in 13 years, I’m dog-less, and that’s a lonely feeling.
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras, American wildlife photographer and writer
From my last post, you know that my beloved Sheltie Dallas was escorted to the Rainbow Bridge on Monday afternoon.
What you can’t know is how much I miss him.
Me and Dallas on Saturday, Feb. 29, 2020
You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us. ~Robert Louis Stevenson, Scottish novelist
Nov. 28, 2006 – March 2, 2020
Good dogs never die
They live in our hearts always
Wish mine was here though.
Note: “Now I know I’ve got a heart ’cause it’s breaking.” Quote from the Tin Man in The Wizard of Oz
If a composer could say what he had to say in words he would not bother trying to say it in music. ~Gustav Mahler, Austro-Bohemian Romantic composer and conductor
She hasn’t written about it in a while, but Mama is still playing flute.
In fact, she plays nearly Every. Single. Day.
I really don’t think I need buns of steel. I’d be happy with buns of cinnamon. ~Ellen DeGeneres, American comedian
Mama says you’ve all been such good blogging buddies this year that she’s decided to give you a gift.
May the blessing of Light be on you, light without and light within… ~Irish blessing
Guess what? I got blessed!!
Holy water and prayer book
Drugs are not always necessary. Belief in recovery always is. ~Norman Cousins, American journalist
It’s been a ruff summer.
Sometime in late winter, somebody (who shall remain unnamed!) dribbled a little in the living room, and when Mama found it, I got the blame.
An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing. ~Robert Brault, American writer
I told Mama you were probably tired of her dumb haikus and Sunday gems by now, and it was time for me to let you know what’s really important in our world.
Mobility, or rather, the lack of it.