Go deo i mo chroí my darling, Molly

At low tide, until we meet again, my darlings Molly and Holling

You guys would have loved the beach that day. Beautiful place by the sea, Ogunquit.

Just as I was releasing your cremains, the universe sent me  a blessing.  Two beautiful, muscular black labs appeared on the beach and dashed playfully into the water. All was right in the world. You're always with me, tucked forever in my heart. 

Christmas Memories of Molly

The other day I found this Christmas picture of Molly and Daphne taken on Molly's last Christmas in 2003.

That was the last time that she got up on the sofa. The DM had progressed to the point where she needed help to walk. For some reason she wanted to be on the sofa again and asked John to help her up where she surveyed her world from a loftier vantage point.

This was the second of two memorable occasions that winter. The first took place when Molly who had not been walking more than half of a block at a time, gifted me on my birthday with her last walk around the block.

John and I were both shocked when she kept pulling on the leash, but she was persistent, as if to say "it's not over with yet" so don't give up on me.

Yesterday as I was reflecting on a conversation that I had earlier in the day with Ben, a reporter from the local newspaper who came to see Holling, I thought of Molly's last year and Ben's question regarding whether I'd do it all over again.

It was the little things - like Molly walking around the block on my birthday, asking to get up on the sofa at Christmas, waiting patiently by the door every day to have her car ride and expecting to stop for "one dog's worth of turkey" ($1's worth of freshly roasted turkey at the Concord sandwich shop)...yes, the little things that kept telling me that despite all of her challenges, she still wanted to "hang around a bit longer."

So Ben, the answer to your question is ..... Yes, I would do it all over again, given that the same resources are still available to me.

Peace everyone.

Sharon

My dear Mo Chuisle

Dear Friends of Molly and Holling,

A few weeks ago Holling decided to make his forever home here with us. We're very happy that he likes it enough to stay :-)

You can read the update on his blog. Just click on the link Holling.blogspot.com

I'm thrilled to see that there is indeed enough room in my heart for another German Shepherd dog. Thanks mo chuisle, for sharing with Holling. You are a generous spirit.

Sharon

Sad News

On the GSRNE list today I read about another dog who bloated and lost his battle. It's terribly sad that they have to suffer so. From the GSRNE website:

I found a penny today
Just laying on the ground,
But it's not just a penny
This little coin I've found.

Found pennies come from heaven
That's what my Grandpa told me,
He said , "Dog-Angels toss them down."
Oh, how I loved that story.

He said, "When a Dog-Angel misses you
He tosses a penny down,
Sometimes just to cheer you up
To make a smile out of your frown."

So don't pass by that penny
When you're feeling blue,
It may be a penny from heaven
That your dog has tossed to you.

Hi to all of my friends in the Juvenile 3 Group!

  
Hi Everyone,

Last night when we posted to your blog we told you that it snowed in Boston during the winter. Well, we were really suprised to wake up this morning and find that the snow was falling. It's supposed to be spring here!

Here is a picture that Sharon took of me a few minutes ago in our backyard. The white spots are snowflakes!

We'll talk to you again soon.

Woof, woof,

Holling

Holling and Bandit like to sleep together!

  

Whiskas and Bandit 2005

  

Cassie March 2005

  

Bandit and Dafne April 2006

  

Holling Comes to Live with Us

Dear Mo Chuisle,

It's difficult for me to believe that I started this blog almost a year ago and it has taken me so long to get back to it. It takes an eternity to find a comfortable place when a beloved companion takes another path.

Please meet Holling aka "my boy." I really never thought there would ever be room for another German Shepherd Dog in my heart. Now that I think about it, I was selfish, huh?

Woofie, "my boy" is "older" as were you, and as you can see he's a bit worse for wear. He can't see too well and he doesn't hear anything, plus he's missing part of his tongue, so there are cookie crumbs all over the floor. I love him anyway! Isn't that what it's all about?

My boy came just before Christmas and we've made a lot of progress in the last three months. His new diet has put a sparkle in his eyes. Dianne says his fur coat is beautiful now.

It's not certain how long "my boy" will be here as he's available for adoption, which is okay with me. The important thing is that he has love and good care for the rest of his life.

Ta me chomh doirte sin duit, mo chuisle.

The Older Man in Molly's life....

Loper aged 15 and Molly 12 1/2 April 2004

Woofie, I hope that you and Loper are having a good time playing at the Rainbow Bridge. Isn't it great to be able to run with the wind and jump over the rainbows? Have lots of fun and dog biscuits!

Sleep gently with the stars at night in the cradle of the moon.

Sharon