Sunday, December 29, 2013

Merry Christmas

 
The best gifts of Christmas.
Heidi started this with a picture of her
and her family.  Then throughout Christmas
Eve everyone sent a picture.
We love this family!
 
Love you, David.

Melanie, Brittany, Pete, Dash, Megan and
Jett in front.

John, Parker, Jill, Quinn, Ruby,
and Paisley in the front.

Tim with Lottie, Abbey, Connie.  Ben and Mike in front.

Jeremiah with Piper, Laine, Bode, and Heidi.

Lee with Rockwell, Daisy, and Aaron.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!


Why is a day so long and why does a year pass so quickly?

 
We sang this song in church today.
It was originally a poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson.
 
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
 
I don't usually consider the year that is
passing but when we sang this song I
realized that this year needs to be gone.
There has been way too much garbage in 2013.
So ~ the year is going, let him go!
 
The joys in this year all came from home and
family.  And good friends!
 
Here are scenes from the last three months
of 2013 in my world.
 

 Thanksgiving: Jeremiah, Bode, and Laine
gathering up all the snow they could find
and making a new friend.

Baby Dash (#15)

came in June.  Love his smile.

David's 60th birthday at the Mesa Temple
Or....the three wise men.

Rockwell's first birthday party.

Abbey in the Nutcracker

Poor Boo
 
My friends Jan Brooksby and Leslee Wessel
at the Messiah.

I didn't get my tree up until the 8th of December
and then it was about a week before I decorated it.
It is still up.  Don't want to take it down yet!

Just fun Christmas decorating.

This was Thanksgiving.  Daisy's birthday
was Thanksgiving so we celebrated at
our house.  Daisy is the one with her
finger up her nose!  That is Laine beside her.

Always try and get pictures of us with
grandchildren.  Thanksgiving.

I love this picture.  Look at Heidi's children.  They
are not sure about their mom sometimes.  And
then there is Rockwell stuck in the high chair.

Always need to feed the ducks.

I snapped this picture on the way to church.
I think this was right before Thanksgiving
and it was about 7:30 in the morning.

Random Christmas picture.

This was Abbey's baptism and Lottie's baby blessing.
 
 
 Preschool Thanksgiving feast.  Mac and Cheese.

Love Lee's family.

We shocked everyone by dressing up on Halloween.

Fall decorations.

Pete came up to help get wood for the ward.

And Jill spent a week with us.  All the way from
Arkansas. 

Brittany brought her children to help with
all the things of fall.

 
And Megan grew up!
 

And Lottie made her appearance.
 
Most of my favorite people. They can make you
forget about the bad in the world!
 

 

"I love a dog. He does nothing for political reasons." Will Rogers

Years ago when Johnny Carson was alive and
still did the Tonight Show he had Jimmy Stewart (It's A Wonderful Life)
as a guest one night.  If I remember right Jimmy had
written a poem about his dog who had died.  He was going
to read it.  He ended up crying.  It was so interesting to see
this very human side of an actor. 
 
I haven't written a poem about Boo but I certainly
understand how it feels to loose a dog.  Boo has been gone
for a month.  That should be long enough for a couple of
people to forget about a dog.  Wish it was!  We missed her
last Wednesday....Christmas Day.  I still miss her on Sunday
when I get ready for church and when I come home from
church. 
 
I will try and make this my last post about her. 
I wanted to show the comparison between her and
the other dog in my life.  That would be Harry.
She came to us about the same way Boo did.
A family had a dog too many and when my
stepmom heard about it she came to us and said
we should go look at her.  Yes, Harry was a her.
We liked her.  She was all curled up in a basket.
She fit right into our family.  That was in the mid 80's.
She was about 6 years old when she was home alone
and panicked when a lightening storm passed over
our house.  She got out and ran all the way to Hwy 260
and was hit by a car. 
 
She was a great dog.....just like Boo.



We never knew what kind of a dog she was.
The owner told me but by the time I had left
with Harry I had forgotten what she said.
But I like to think she was a Labradoodle just
like Boo. Don't you think so too?
 


Monday, December 9, 2013

Grandma Boo

 
 
Our granddaughter, Daisy (Lee's  3 year old), calls me
Grandma Boo.  She calls me that because of our dog, Boo.
I wonder what she will call me now.....Boo left us.
I don't think she wanted to but she got sick. 
 
After Thanksgiving we noticed she wasn't
quite herself.  By Wednesday evening we were
really worried.  I listened all night for her breathing.
Thursday morning, with encouragement from my
daughter, Jill, I took her to the Vet. 
 
My eyes were opened in a hurry.  I knew she was
sick but I thought it was something like pneumonia.
She had a ruptured spleen and was bleeding
internally.  This was caused most likely from a
tumor.  And that probably meant that her liver
and lungs were involved.  She only had 1/4
of the blood needed in her veins.  There was no
choice.  We had to put her down.
 
We were there for about two hours
with tests, x-ray, and lots of talking.
I think, as we were discussing options,
Boo was letting go.  If I had taken her home
I think she would have died within hours.
 
They laid her on the table and she
wasn't even able to sit up.  I talked to her
and she gave me some of those little
licks that she did.  They gave her
the shot and she was gone.
 
I won't belabor my feelings or David's
only to say that we really miss her.
I thought I would write down a few
of the things that I learned from Boo.
 
 
Recognize when you can't change the situation.
This was Boo's Sunday posture.  When she saw
David put on a suit she knew that the events of
the day didn't include her.  She would lay down
like she was trying to melt into the floor.  She
never asked for attention on Sunday morning.
She seemed to understand that that wasn't
going to happen.

 
Not all days are work days.  You need to play.
She knew Saturday as well as Sunday.
First thing on Saturday mornings
she would find David.  She knew he
was not following his weekday routine.
There was always the possibility of
getting out of the house.

 
Be Patient
Every picture of Boo could be an
illustration of patience.  That was probably
her best quality.  Every thing else she
did was born out of patience.

 
Know your limits.
Every now and then (and especially when it
snowed) Boo would run around the yard in a
big circle.   It was so comical to watch.  But you
had to be there because she would only do it
for a minute maybe two and then it was over...done.

 
Don't bark at people for everyone you
meet is fighting a hard battle.
This is Boo greeting one of the missionaries.
If someone was at the door she was ready to
greet them.  She never barked.  Except once
that I remember.  I was vacuuming in the back
of the house and someone was at the door.
It startled me to hear her let out a big bark.
But there was someone at the door and she
wanted to greet them.  She lived all her life
and only barked once that I know of.
 
 
When life gets stale change your view.
Boo loved to go for rides.  She rode in the
back seat of our Vibe with both windows down.
She liked the passenger side the best but
sometimes things needed changing and she
would go to the driver side window.
(This was what her ride was all about....
even in the winter.)
 
 





Get enough sleep.
I always had two thoughts about Boo and
sleeping all the time.  The first was~ we bored
her.  There was nothing else to do but sleep.
The second was~ she needed her rest during
the day so she could sleep better at night.
I don't think she actually slept much during
the day.  She just had her eyes closed because
she was tired of keeping them open.  And
at night she would dream.  This is when I know she must
have known she should bark.  She would let out yips.
 That never happened in the day time.
 
 














 
Get to know your relatives.
There is a saying that cousins don't need
any warm up time.  They just see each other,
giggle, and run away to play.  (I have seen
this many times myself.)  Boo believed in
extended family.....even if it was all about
more treats on the floor to eat.
 
 
Love Thy Neighbor
Get out of your house and hang out
with your neighbors.  It is good for both of you.
 
Stay close to your friends.
You need them as much as
they need you.
 

If you are having a hard time staying on the
straight and narrow don't be alone.
Boo never got into our garbage.....unless we
left it out and left the house.  It could be
out on the floor all day and she would not
even sniff at it.  But if we left the house
and it was still out we would come home to
trash all over the house.
 

 Always drink fresh water.
Boo would turn her nose up to a
bowl of water.  Her favorite water
came from the toilet.  And that was
almost always right after a flush.
 
 



Don't forget who brought you to the party.
Boo was in heaven when she was part
of an outdoor event.   She would run and sniff and
chase whatever and hang out with everyone.
 It was a pleasure to
call her name and she would come running.
Loyal Boo.
 
If you don't like where you are
do something about it.
Boo, never cared for water. 
 This is as deep as she would
venture out.  She was out as quick as
she was in.  Who would have thought
she was half Lab.
 
Never let a first impression be your
last impression.
It was always interesting to see Boo
be a dog.  She was our house pet.
I always felt she wanted to be above
a dog's life but she was as dog as
any dog out there. 
 
Falling in love is a good thing.
Coda is our son, Pete's, dog.  These two
really enjoyed being together.  Dare I
say~ they were both fixed but that
didn't stop their efforts to express
their affections.  We always thought
Boo would have been a sweet mama dog.
 
 


Long hair can be a good thing.
She looked so cute with long hair.
But I didn't like the shedding.
 
 
Laugh at yourself.
Even if it is hard.
 
 
Remember where your real strength comes from.
I wish I knew more about doggy heaven.
I wish I knew that she was receiving a
great reward for being our dog these past
4 1/2 years. I will always believe that Boo
was a tender mercy from God who came
into our lives and helped point our lives in
a new direction.  She came just as our
youngest child left for her own home. She helped me
by giving me someone else to care for.  She came
when David was made the new bishop of our ward.  Her
companionship to me during the many
hours he has been gone are dear to me.
David will probably be released this coming
year.  So her work was done.

 For the greatest part of this time
in our lives she has been our tender mercy.
She filled her assignment.
Oh how we wish she was still here.
 
 

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