Wednesday, March 27, 2013

A Poem for Sadie

I wasn’t there when she entered this world
I didn’t give her a name
She was trouble, a liability that I took on
For the rest of her days

We learned to share our lives together
Enjoying the company
Her soft black fur
The smell of her head
her laugh

Then we let another into our lives
Two flawed humans and a flawed dog
A family who learned together
Years of happiness and companionship

Suddenly pain fear, trembling
the only way she could let me know
The future turned bleak
The decision was made

Listless tired and in pain
Her eyes closed and breath ceased
In our arms helpless and loved
Now ashes in a little box

We were fortunate to be there when she left this world.

We miss you so very much sweet baby girl.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

New Friends

After a horrible night of tears and pain with crappy sleep and tears upon awakening I realized that this home has to have a dog in it. We are apparently dog people and the silence with no flopping wiggle shakes or claws ticking on the floors was going to kill us. We decided to open our home to a new four legged. She was found on the streets and had no name. She was quiet and had soulful eyes. We bit the bullet and brought her home this afternoon. Last afternoon our hearts were broken by the loss of our sweet sweet girl Sadie. Today we met Lucy. She's asleep, curled up on a dog bed behind me in the office. 
She's not as tall or beautiful as Sadie, but she has a sweet face and had been in the shelter for too long. I hope we learn to find a love as strong with this girl as we did with our sweet Sadie. 

Friday, March 22, 2013


Kyle and I lost our baby today. Sadie had a large tumor on her liver with massive internal bleeding. We let our angel go. Our hearts are broken. She was the best dog either of us have ever known. It was so strange being on the other side of the whole process. Every time someone said "I'm so sorry for your loss" I learned how nice those words are to hear during such painful, dire circumstances. We love you and will never stop missing you Dearest Sadie.

Thursday, March 21, 2013


I remember the day Sadie was driven to the house I shared with a couple of roommates by a young mother of 5 who could no longer keep her great dane puppy. Sadie, whose real given name by that woman is really Mercedes, was in a carrier in the bed of her crew cab pick-up. She then let miss Mercedes out of the crate to jump off the tailgate to meet me. She then let four of the 5 kids, all small, out to perhaps say their goodbye to their dog. All I remember was seeing four kids lean all over the 100 lb "puppy" till they all fell over in a big pile on the ground. The meeting was meant to be a visit to see if we'd get along. I offered to take her in on the spot.

I've never had a dog. I had no idea what to expect. Sadie didn't know me, but seemed to trust me implicitly. We had such an awkward staring off. I did convince her to sleep on the bed rather quickly as I recall. The next day we left for Ely Nevada for a weeks work. I sang with the radio the whole time, loud and off pitch, to try to keep her occupied. I was so worried she was upset or bored. We made the trip just fine, but she wouldn't pee on leash as she's never been on one before. That habit was very happily broken a few years later, but let me tell you, when she found the joy of pooping on leash on walks more years later, I knew I had a happy dog. It seems like it took us a really long time to really get to know each other. This wasn't the typical-I looked into her eyes and we both knew it was meant to be.

This evening's edition of  this new story is being cut short. I have a very sick, possibly terminally ill baby laying between my legs who I've cried over all day who just started nudging me with her nose wanting pets. This is the most interactive she's been all evening and I plan to stay with her petting her head 'till one of us falls asleep.

Tomorrow, we have our third vet visit this past week and 1/2. We will hopefully find out what is wrong. Either she might have a treatable disease, or she has a huge mass on her abdomen. All I know is that there will be more tears tonight and I'm going to love my little girl like there is no tomorrow.

Saturday, March 9, 2013


New Selfie with the 11-16mm wide angle


This is the old Boise Train Depot. We went to take photos of downtown and the valley below, but the air had too much haze. The bright sun was aiming down at us in front of the depot, so we walked around back. It was really fun. I'm still toying with my trial of Photoshop Lightroom. This was my 11-16mm lens.