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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Over again and goodby
Over and over and over, again and again and again....
For the last couple of weeks that has been the story. I fix the fence and Nala finds another spot...or creates another spot to jump to freedom. The dog that always comes running when called, all of a sudden is deaf to my pleas to return. She makes her rounds and shows back up at our front gate about half an hour later. At first I tried to pretend it wasn't a problem, maybe she just needed to go for more runs or fetch or any other kind of training attention. But no matter what we tried, we'd turn around and she'd be gone again. She has a bloody history with some of the neighborhood chickens, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before we had the whole neighborhood after us, or Nala hit by a car (her second passion).
I turned to craigslist and I wasn't let down. I couldn't believe how many people wanted my dog...issues and all. There were tears from the kids and that night I couldn't sleep. I have put a lot of work into this dog and well, I kinda like having her around. I never get tired of looking at her....running, playing, snoozing, being a bum mat for Angel...she is beautiful. Maybe I could get the fence fixed up better, maybe there was something I haven't tried...
The next day I forgot to tie her back up after playing with her and when the kids went for a bike ride, she jumped the fence and went too. I didn't see her go and wasn't aware anything was wrong until Eve came crashing through the door all upset. I went out into the yard and there was Nala with a big fat rooster in her mouth. Turns out the rooster was ok, unlike the chicken she grabbed a couple months ago from the same neighbor. That was it...it was final.
Kelly and her mom, Nora, came to meet Nala today. They had been looking for a dog, specifically a golden, for a long time. They had met several dogs but none had been what they were looking for. I really didn't think Nala would pass their inspection, but they were instantly in love with her. I'm not sure about all the details, but there were tears of joy...yup, actual tears of joy. Nora even hugged me she was so happy. I feel very lucky to have her placed in a home where she has been wanted for a long time. They have had a golden before, so they know all about their temperament...good and bad.
Tonight feels quiet, and a little sad. Angel looks so small outside all by herself. But I keep thinking of a house, not too far away just hopping with activity and the excitement of a new dog and it makes me smile...maybe even chuckle.
For the last couple of weeks that has been the story. I fix the fence and Nala finds another spot...or creates another spot to jump to freedom. The dog that always comes running when called, all of a sudden is deaf to my pleas to return. She makes her rounds and shows back up at our front gate about half an hour later. At first I tried to pretend it wasn't a problem, maybe she just needed to go for more runs or fetch or any other kind of training attention. But no matter what we tried, we'd turn around and she'd be gone again. She has a bloody history with some of the neighborhood chickens, and I knew it would only be a matter of time before we had the whole neighborhood after us, or Nala hit by a car (her second passion).
I turned to craigslist and I wasn't let down. I couldn't believe how many people wanted my dog...issues and all. There were tears from the kids and that night I couldn't sleep. I have put a lot of work into this dog and well, I kinda like having her around. I never get tired of looking at her....running, playing, snoozing, being a bum mat for Angel...she is beautiful. Maybe I could get the fence fixed up better, maybe there was something I haven't tried...
The next day I forgot to tie her back up after playing with her and when the kids went for a bike ride, she jumped the fence and went too. I didn't see her go and wasn't aware anything was wrong until Eve came crashing through the door all upset. I went out into the yard and there was Nala with a big fat rooster in her mouth. Turns out the rooster was ok, unlike the chicken she grabbed a couple months ago from the same neighbor. That was it...it was final.
Kelly and her mom, Nora, came to meet Nala today. They had been looking for a dog, specifically a golden, for a long time. They had met several dogs but none had been what they were looking for. I really didn't think Nala would pass their inspection, but they were instantly in love with her. I'm not sure about all the details, but there were tears of joy...yup, actual tears of joy. Nora even hugged me she was so happy. I feel very lucky to have her placed in a home where she has been wanted for a long time. They have had a golden before, so they know all about their temperament...good and bad.
Tonight feels quiet, and a little sad. Angel looks so small outside all by herself. But I keep thinking of a house, not too far away just hopping with activity and the excitement of a new dog and it makes me smile...maybe even chuckle.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Give the Girl a Hula Hoop!
This is just a tiny portion of Soni's concert today...it was such a hoot!
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Friday, December 12, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The most awesome gifts
I'm a little slow with this, but I had to post, for two reasons. 1-keeping a record of my sweet kiddos and 2-because I had an awesome birthday. There was no "one great event" that made it so, but I truly felt loved the entire day. The three oldest kids all wrote me notes and wrapped them in their own way. Eve with her colors and fancy cursive letters. Austin used hardware clamps from the garage. Soni wrapped hers in a beaded purse.
Such individuals...these little ones that I so often lump together in one group. Their words written were equally thoughtful and very entertaining.
Soni writes her letters very well, but when she has a lot to say she reverts to shorthand, so she read hers to me and half way through she stoped and apologized for the letter being upside down, turned it right side up and continued on.
Austin wished me a "Mare kresmes and a hapy noo yer" , "Mare ester", and a "hapy brfty". He also shared his testimony, "I no the sckrepsrs are troo", and many other sweet misspelled words that I will really miss as he continues to master his vocabulary.
Eve used a long standing family joke to congratulate me on my second favorite gift...fixing my washer before the repair man came and made me pay $60 to pull the 3 in screw out of one of the drain holes.
Although Bingham didn't put anything down on paper he was very much a part of the moment, climbing up, down, around and in between.
One year older and completely worth it.
Such individuals...these little ones that I so often lump together in one group. Their words written were equally thoughtful and very entertaining.Soni writes her letters very well, but when she has a lot to say she reverts to shorthand, so she read hers to me and half way through she stoped and apologized for the letter being upside down, turned it right side up and continued on.
Austin wished me a "Mare kresmes and a hapy noo yer" , "Mare ester", and a "hapy brfty". He also shared his testimony, "I no the sckrepsrs are troo", and many other sweet misspelled words that I will really miss as he continues to master his vocabulary.Eve used a long standing family joke to congratulate me on my second favorite gift...fixing my washer before the repair man came and made me pay $60 to pull the 3 in screw out of one of the drain holes.
Although Bingham didn't put anything down on paper he was very much a part of the moment, climbing up, down, around and in between.One year older and completely worth it.
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