SoCS and #LoveIsInDaBlog Day 10 – Infatuation and Tails

Who doesn’t have an infatuation with puppies?  As far as I know, everyone loves puppies.  As soon as we moved into our new house, Jaxon was asking about getting a puppy.  I told him that they eventually grow up, but he said that was OK.  They were still cute.  I suppose that’s true, but they’re not quite as cute when they’re older, are they?

I remember when we got Max and Melody for our kids for Christmas one year.  They are brother and sister and are a black and chocolate lab, respectively.  They weren’t quite a year old when they had another dog visitor.  They were so excited.  They chased that poor dog all over the house while she just tried to get away from them.  At one point, they both grabbed onto her tail and she basically carried them on her tail, trying desperately to swing them off.

I ended up having to make a tough decision during my divorce to give Melody away, but I think she went to a better place.  There’s just something about the dynamic between a male and female dog that isn’t quite healthy.  At least, it wasn’t in this case.  I would say Max was misogynist, if I didn’t know better.  He pretty much controlled everything and wouldn’t let poor Melody play or have the ball.  She even ate less than he did.  Perhaps they were picking up on the dynamic in that household.  I’ve always said that animals start to take on characteristics of their owners, which is odd if you really think about it.

Max is now, of course, full grown.  I’ve written about him quite a lot on my blog, but perhaps not as much as his sister Sammy.  (They were all from the same litter.)

I really do miss Max.  He was one of my “tragedies” during the divorce.  I told the kids just the other day that maybe we should have shared Max too.  He could have followed the kids back and forth each week.  Probably not the healthiest of situations for a dog… maybe even worse than it is on the kiddos.  That was never even a likelihood, though, because for whatever reason, Max became  my ex’s dog.

Anyway, the one other thing I wanted to mention was Max’s tail.  That thing can hurt!  If he was excited and standing right next to you, you would for sure come away with a bruise.  I used to push him away or try to stop the damn thing from wagging, but when dogs are excited, there’s just no stopping that tail.

My hubby and I are still in debates about whether or not to get a dog.  On one hand, we look at pictures and become infatuated with those cute little faces.  On the other hand, they are a lot of work and they require attention and house training and all sorts of nonsense.  Is that cute little face worth all that trouble?

Tune in sometime in the future and that question just might be answered, for us at least.

Love Is In Da Blog is hosted by Bee Halton. Today’s prompt was “infatuation”.


Stream of Consciousness Saturday is hosted by Linda Hill.  Today’s prompt was “tail/tale”.

Samus (Sammy) – 12/11/07 – 6/1/16


Gentle spirit
How quickly time has passed
From tiny chocolate ball of fur
To grizzled old wolf

You spent your life
Enveloped in happiness
Running and jumping
Flopping and licking
As dogs will do

Man’s best friend
Turned protector

How can I let you go?
How can I ask you to stay?

No longer in pain
You’ll soar in the heavens
With those you love
But I hesitate,
Still unsure… until
Amber eyes gaze into mine
“Please release me”

A wave a peace settles
As we say our goodbyes


Samus in backyard


SoCS – Depression and Depressing News

I’ve struggled with depression my entire life and I started to wonder today how much of the everyday, human emotions I actually chalk up to “depression”.  Am I really depressed or is this normal?  I seem to ask myself that question all the time and most times, I come to the conclusion that it’s depression.

But is that really fair to myself?  I don’t think it is.  I think everyone has emotion, and sadness can be very normal, especially when you receive news you weren’t prepared for and it affects not just that moment you hear it, but it bleeds into the next day and the next.  Is that depression?  Or is that grief or something else you haven’t identified yet?

I think the older I get, the more I’m realizing that I’m more normal than I ever gave myself credit for.  If anything, I maybe feel things a bit more (well, more than a bit) deeply than some people.

Which brings me to my news…

My sister found out yesterday that her companion and protector has cancer and will most likely need to say goodbye to this world sometime next week.  It’s amazing to me that a pet can bury themselves so deeply in our lives that we need to go through a grief process when they leave, just like you would with another human.  When she told me, I cried.

There’s just something about Sammy…

She is the sweetest dog, and I’ve grown to love her so much.  I especially love watching her take care of my sister.  Ever since my sister was diagnosed with a blood clot in her brain, she has had to re-learn how to, I don’t know… just be.  She had to give up many things that she loved because she can no longer do them, and she still struggles with loud noises and doing too much to the point where she gets so tired she can barely move.

Sammy is always there.  I was with my sister a few weeks ago and she ended up overdoing it… Sammy was right by her side and every time she had to move or go anywhere, Sammy followed.  They have a special bond and I know my sister will miss her.  I’m going to miss her!

I love Sammy so much that I created a story series based on her.  If you’re interested, I’ll drop the links below.  My sister said I captured Sammy’s personality perfectly in the stories and maybe she’s right; but I honestly loved writing about her and them.  She’s been my muse and the epitome of a companion and protector for my sister.  The world just won’t be the same without her.

Sammy’s First Hike
Gruff The Rat
Sammy’s Bad Day
A Treat For Sammy
Sammy’s Pain



The most recent pictures of Sammy (and of course the boys being silly…)

This post is part of Stream of Consciousness Saturday hosted by Linda G. Hill. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “Press.” Find a word that starts with press-, ends with -press, or use “press” as a word all by itself. Have fun!  Please feel free to click the link and join in the fun.


English #frapalymo Day 17 – Contemplating Dogs

Sweet hulking angels
Lumbering around the universe
Sticking their noses
Into every living thing
There’s no attitude
Who can say
Why they give so much love
One can only imagine
All they want is to be loved in return
Whatever must they be thinking…
“Dear Human
I love you so
Please love me in return
I’ll guard you from harm
I’ll comfort your pain
You’ll always find me by your side
I’m yours forevermore”

#frapalymo is hosted by @FrauPaulchen and is translated by Bee on her blog Just Fooling Around with Bee.  Today’s prompt is “dogs”.  I don’t mind them so much, actually. 🙂


Feel free to play along.  Here are Bee’s suggestions:

  1. read the translation of @FrauPaulchen’s prompt
  2.  write your English (German if you can/want to) poem on your blog and tag it with “English #frapalymo.”
  3. use the “English #frapalymo” picture if you want to
  4. set a link to the translated prompt here on Bee’s blog
  5. visit other links posted here and if you want to/can those posted with the hashtag #fapalymo on Twitter
  6. The Bee will post your link to the German #frapalymo and translate for you if you want to. Now go, create and have lots of fun!

JustJoJan Day 4 – Dog Stories!

I’m going to jump in the ring with more dog stories that don’t necessarily have anything to do with a dachshund, other than the fact that I have never owned or known one. Add to that the fact that I rather prefer big”ger” dogs, so a dachshund also won’t be in my future; unless something significant happens to change my mind.

The main dogs in my life right now are my kids’ dog, Max and my sister’s dog, Sammy. And when I say “in my life” it really only means I see them very part time at this point – Max because he lives with the kid’s Dad and Sammy because my sister lives about 45 minutes away and we only see each other about once a month.

Funny enough, Max and Sammy are actually brother and sister and my sister owned their parents who have both passed away. (Wow, trying to set up a dog story is actually more tiresome then just telling the dog stories, which I might not even get to at this point!)

Max and I used to be buddies. He considers the kid’s dad his actual “pack leader”, and when I moved away, I really became just the buddy, but he still responded to me and even jumped in my car at one point to go on a ride with me. Sadly, he doesn’t recognize me the way he used to. I blame it on the change in his household. There is now a significant human female in his life and when I go over to say Hi while I’m picking up the kids, I really think he just gets confused. It’s probably easier for him if he treats me like any other random person coming in the house on a regular basis. It breaks my heart a little bit every time, though.

Sammy is just a sweetie. She is the shyest, most expressive dog. I even started “Sammy” stories on my blog because her voice jumped in my head and I just had to write about her. Over the holidays, we were at my sister’s house where they got a pool table for Christmas. When they played pool, it scared Sammy so much, she literally climbed into Adelle and Jaxon’s lap to get to safety. (I’m still planning to write a “Sammy” story about it at some point)

Feel free to check out the Sammy stories by searching Sammy on my blog.

Here are some pictures, because, who doesn’t love dog pictures!

IMG_0298 Max

Just Jot It January is hosted by Linda G. Hill. Today’s prompt, dachshund, is brought to us by Just Fooling Around with Bee.