" This is a special remembrance for our beloved Harley.
'Super dog' is what we sometimes called him. He was the epitome of the faithful friend, always glad to see you, always keeping things in order when you were gone--no red squirrels around the house with their pesky digging and trying to find ways indoors.
Harley is on his way to dog heaven. No one can fault the life he shared with his family, and extended on to the farm. He celebrated many a fine occasion with us, was there for our memorial service in June, and will be present in spirit from now on.
After a few months of slowing down, Mike and Mary say he was in poor condition for about a week. They gave him medication from the Vet, but he continued to lose weight and seemed to be in some pain. His time has come full circle and we will surely miss this lovely dog, everyone's friend, and a fine example of how to flow with life.
Adios, Harley,
We'll Miss you"
I got this in an email when I got home today. I didn't cry. I always expected that I would cry when I got this news. He was really old, like 14, but I knew him my whole life. His name was Harley, (obviously). He was my cousin's dog, and they lived nearby, so a lot of the time Harley would just trot on over to the farm of his own free will. He'd sit and watch us when we were outside, like he was our protector. We'd joke about how cute he was, just lying there, paws crossed, looking very collie-ish indeed. He was such a loving dog. And demanding. If I didn't get up in the morning when he wanted me to come outside, he would sit out on the front porch and whine loudly. He was the master of the puppy-dog eyes.
So now, I get to find out this, right when I come home from my play rehersal, all pumped. I repeat, what is going on here? Yesterday wasn't a good day either. A had a mucho mas spat with my mother, father, and a iddy-bit one with the Magnificent Mikayla. Is the world conspiring to send me spiraling down into depression? The reason I'm not crying now might be that I got it all out yesterday. I'm actually not even feeling anything right now. I suppose the news hasn't sucken in yet.
Kisses to my true home dog.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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