I read an article in the January/February issue of BARK magazine that had me in tears. It was called Beyond Words: the light and the dark side of a relationship without speech.
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I'm not always good at remembering birthdays and anniversaries, so I have a few online calendars to give me hints about the date. Today in my email was a happy birthday wish for my dog Moose from Dogster.com.
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I'm sitting in my office looking out the window watching the snow melt from the rooftops and bushes as I'm writing this. Last night we got measureable snow, a bit of an oddity in December for us here in Nashville.
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Here's something way, way, way off the normal course of offerings from me to you here in the Pets Blog. My attempt at paying homage to a classic holiday poem, "The Night Before Christmas" by Clement C. Moore --but with a twist. And it stars my three little monkeys: Murphy, Mr. Meow and Tabby.
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I got to thinking about something I haven't seen in any vet offices since we moved from Phoenix: surveillance cameras.
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Even though my mom is gone, an expression we'd say still lives on. I find myself coming up with some pretty funny "whoever heard of" lines. Ones I know would make my mom smile, if not chuckle. Perhaps they'll tickle you as well.
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The other day a horrible thing happened: one of the neighborhood bunnies got hit by a car and died.
I didn't see it happen. It must have happened after my walk with Murph, because I would've noticed the bunny body in the road on our way home.
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When my mom was still here, before she went to the hospice, we often found ourselves repeating a certain expression: "Whoever heard of..." followed by some observation about the behavior of the animals.
Once I noticed we repeated this expression, I began compiling a list of them.
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Ever since her stroke last Tuesday, my mom has been talking about "going home." How her people are waiting for her. Aunt LaLa (her mom's sister), Pearl (her sister), her mom, and her dad...all of whom have passed away.
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Most Mother's Days are fairly uneventful. Maybe Wayne (known as Papa to Murphy, Tabby, and Mr. Meow) will make breakfast in bed for me. Usually he tries to get cards that they can all write a nice sentiment in. (With his help of course.) Once in a while he gets flowers.
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