That’s Sophie, my new foster dog and my fourth foster dog in 16 months. My fosters have stayed with me varying lengths of time: from 2 weeks to nearly six months. While I’m still not at “professional” foster status — some people have fostered hundreds! — I have learned a thing or two from these pups that I want to pass on to future foster moms and dads. Read the rest of this entry »
These cards have made my day, repeatedly, over the last couple weeks. Gida loved (in her own standoffish way) and was loved, which makes me happiest of all.
We picked up her ashes, in a little wooden urn with her name, and put them near the bottom of this shelf with her tags. I wanted them to be out, but not to be a conversation piece, per se. After all, as my husband pointed out, she was always low to the ground, anyway. We donated extra supplies to the wonderful SF SPCA; they sent us that card with the paw prints. Thinking about her and her quirks makes me more happy than sad. I’m finally remembering, after not seeing it for a while, what her not-sick self was like.
The house still feels empty, and it’s still strange to not have pet-related responsibilities to consider, for now. But now that we’ve taken all the steps–”cleanup” seems like an appropriate, however insensitive word to describe the odds and ends management–I am curious and actually excited about where things go next.
We’re hopefully going to get another dog, another Boston, at the beginning of the year, which seems like a good amount of time to wait and a good time to have one. And it’ll give me some time to think about how to be an even better dog mom this time around.
Ask and you shall receive, cat lovers. The makers of Weather Puppy, the weather forecasting app that features adorable pup photos along with the weather forecast, have just launched Weather Kitty! The app features over 100 cats in the initial version including that of world famous Grumpy Cat. While I don’t think Grumpy Cat agrees with the app’s tagline Smile Every Time You Check the Weather, you will surely get on board. Even if the weather forecast is dreary, it’s hard to feel down about it when you’re staring at a cute kitten hiding in a box. Read the rest of this entry »
I call this phase the new normal. I called it that when my dad passed away, and somehow, this new normal is more difficult to get underway. I did see Gida every day for years.
Partly because of an intense fear of becoming a hoarder and partly because I’m a little twitchy at home in general, I purged Gida’s drawer in the kitchen. We always laughed about how she had “stuff.” Not as much as stuff as we did, but these were very much Gida’s earthly belongings. If she had a will, she would responsibly will these things to appropriate parties. Now sit there and amuse yourself (I certainly did) thinking of her doing just that. Now, who should the bee go to? How about the hedgehog?
We kept some of the stuff (a few toys, collars, a leash, a crate, her bowls) in anticipation of future family members. We’ll donate some of the other stuff (food, a different crate, other leashes, her bed) to the SF SPCA soon. We tossed some embarrassingly old medication. We kept her tags—I put them on a pink ribbon and hung them from a picture frame, which holds a version of the engagement photo above. We’ll probably keep one of her little t-shirts, as it had a Boston terrier friend (who has also gone to the Rainbow Bridge) screenprinted on the front.
Which brings me to a question: For those who’ve gone down this road, what did you keep, what did you donate, and why?
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