Oh Joy! Sam’s Squirrel

What brings you joy?

20140324-085203.jpgI love reuniting with my family. There’s a quiver inside of me moments before I see them. This is especially true right now that two of my kids are in college.

20140324-085620.jpgOh man! Playing tennis on a warm spring day!?! Joy, Joy Joy! Being on the court, no matter how bad I may be playing that day, with friends, birds are chirping, the sun is shining down….I love it! I get giddy. And maybe a little bit silly.

20140324-085819.jpgWhat brings Sam joy? Squirrels! Now I’m not sure if she actually caught this poor guy or if she found it in this state…it doesn’t really matter….She Loves It!

20140324-090941.jpgI was enjoying a beautiful, warm day outside on the patio reading, when I saw Sam throwing something in the air, barking and leaping around.

20140324-091343.jpgWhen I finally caught up to her, she was breathless in happiness. “Look Ma, isn’t he great?!”

20140324-091515.jpgFor the next hour or so, I watched her carry the squirrel from one spot to another.

20140324-091639.jpgShe’d bury it by the bushes.

20140324-091711.jpgShe would come back to me, nudge my arm, so I would ask her where her squirrel was. Then she’d dart over to the spot and dig it back up.

20140324-091812.jpgMaybe here would be a good spot.

20140324-092317.jpgUnder the deck?


20140324-092421.jpgHow about inside?

20140324-092500.jpgShe would sniff it, lick it and roll it around. I’m sure the dirtier, the better.

20140324-092558.jpgLots of digging.

20140324-092629.jpgLots of holes.

20140324-092724.jpgShe may have been sidetracked on this one.

20140324-093333.jpgLife is so good!

20140324-093429.jpgSo how long did this squirrel last, so to speak?

20140324-093512.jpgTHREE DAYS! (Yes it was gross.)

20140324-093606.jpgBut this was one happy dog.

What brings you joy?

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Good-bye Sweet Daisy

20140228-092458.jpgHave you ever been unconditionally loved? Forgiven and the misdeed forgotten within seconds? Has anyone ever greeted you with absolute joy every time you came home? I have. Daisy was a good friend. A good dog.

20140228-094510.jpgWe got her from the pound 15 1/2 years ago. Thomas was just a baby.They grew up together.



20140228-095548.jpgShe was always by his side.


20140228-100811.jpgNeeded a helping hand? She was there.
I wrote about sweet Daisy here. As time went on, I hated to leave her when we went away for many days at a time. Luckily for us, we have some responsible, caring, dog-loving teenage boys that will take care of the pets while we’re gone.

It’s hard deciding when the time has come that your beloved pet is not living a fruitful life. I didn’t intend to put her down when I went to the vet. It was obvious with her weight loss that she was not as healthy as she once was, but she still had a joyful spirit about her. If you asked her if she wanted to go for a walk she would immediately get up and go to the door with her tail wagging. She would nudge me as I put my shoes on letting me know she was ready. After dinner, Daisy would stand right in your way as you were cleaning the dishes. She loved the last piece of bread. Until just a few weeks ago, she was still jumping for a treat (maybe not actually getting air, but it was jumping for her) and doing a happy jog from the mailbox in the morning.

20140228-101635.jpgWhen I would be in my craft room upstairs, I would hear her walking around and around looking for me. So I would pick up her up and carry her up to be with me.

20140228-101748.jpgWhen Adam got ready to leave for college, he knew he wouldn’t be home until Thanksgiving. I remember him kneeling down and whispering into Daisy’s ear to stick around until he got home again. She did. She was there when he came home.

20140228-102725.jpgBut then I had to be out of town for a few days. Superman was concerned because Daisy refused to eat and she just didn’t want to get up. When I returned, I tried some wet food to see if she would like that better. She did. But vomited it all back up in about three rooms. Poor baby. So I took her in. I was by myself. It was heart wrenching. The doctor was crying, the nurse was crying and I was a wreck. I know I did the right thing, but it hurts so bad.

20140228-103244.jpgSuperman and Thomas took her to the farm the next day to bury her. They texted me to say they said a prayer for her and bawled their eyes out. She was a good dog.

20140228-104038.jpgA few days later this came in the mail from our wonderful vet.

20140228-104113.jpgI’ll see her again one day. She, along with the other dogs I have loved, have made my heart bigger so I can love even more.

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