Country Hiatus

So, in the interest of self preservation, I packed up the pups and left late Thursday night/early Friday morning for a short hiatus. We went out to the "country" for a few days, stayed at my friend Nick's until Sunday afternoon. It was a much needed get away, an amazing chance to relax and just enjoy what is. And there was a lot to enjoy...

The pups had so much space to run and play it was awesome. They even got an awesome bath, bones to chew on, and had toys to play with, nice places to sleep, etc. It was like the Four Seasons for puppies, no joke! They slept approximately 24 hours straight when we got home....And I slept almost 30 hours. Seriously, we were worn out!

Then....There was Horsey. (AKA Dusty, but I like to call him Horsey!) Twice each day I got to feed him carrots and the best oranges EVER, fresh from the orange tree...I LOVE him! 

PLUS....Ali and Lee came to visit while I was out there...That was an afternoon of good talks, great food and amazing friends. PLUS....I found out that I am going to be a GodMomma....For the first time in my life! How exciting!!!!!

A giant bug that sounded like a helicopter flew into the house, we trapped him and set him free back outside...No unnecessary killing lifestyle FTW...

Then on Saturday, we made a trip back into the city, to go to an amazing DubStep show at Kava Lounge...DJ Osal8 killed it, and the DJ's before him were super amazing as well. This was the first time in over a year that I have gone out to the club, just to dance...I was afraid I wouldn't like it the same way I use to, afraid I wouldn't be able to connect to the music without drugs...BUT I danced for 3 hours straight, with a smile on my face, laughing and cheering the entire time..I couldn't stop, even when I was exhausted, til the end of the night, and the music was over. Even sober, I LOVED it...And the result...30 hours of sleep and no voice today. I feel awesome!

And good times with new friends, did some Wii Bowling, played dress up and held a hedgehog for the first time in my life after the show on Saturday...Super amazing good times!

Here's a quick photo journal of the days we were gone....More to come, I'm sure, as I wasn't the only one taking pictures of the fun!

Puppy Bath Time

Happy Puppies

Helicopter Bug

Horsey and Ali's Visit

Holding a HedgeHog

Good for the Soul

Memory Flash

ORIGINALLY POSTED:  Monday, April 23, 2007  

"I have 2 of those!!!!" I called out as I pointed to the beautiful little white one, I was pumping gas, but I was so excited to see another that looked so much like my little girl, such a rare thing. I gave the girl and her boyfriend my number and told her to call me, we should hang out, and then they left. I watched them walk away, I watched the little one mostly. She looked so much like mine it had startled me at first glance.

The girl actually called a few days later, to my surprise and excitement. My boyfriend and I took my two over to her house to play, while we talked to the girl and her boyfriend. They played together once, the three of them. My girl got jealous when my boy played with the other girl, the one that looked so much like herself. She snapped at the other, caught a bit of skin, causing her face to bleed a bit. My new friend gracefully and calmly quieted the situation, I felt so bad. My new friend reassured me that all was well...Please come back, everything is fine, we aren't mad. And she meant it. So I did, I went back, and we became very good friends, the girl I met at 7-11 and I.

Sometime around the New Year of 2007 I was petting her and rubbing her, the other white one, telling her how pretty she was and that she was such a good girl. It was so easy to grow attached to her, with her loving personality and such a physical similarity to my own. She was like a member of our family to me. As I was looking in her big, beautiful dark eyes, with my fingers running through the unbelievably soft white of her neck, all I could think was, how could she never lose her baby softness, this little girl of 8 and a half, and what a remarkable resemblance she bore to my own snowy little girl. If you weren't paying attention, you could almost easily mistake them for each other, even I did a double take of them more than once. Very special this was to me, to be so fortunate as to experience a most beautiful nearly matching set, in a reality determined to make such beauty extinct.

I looked into her huge dark eyes and ran my hands upwards and under her jaw, smiling at her and drifting along in my happiness, enjoying my visit. Her mom was in the kitchen preoccupied with something for a few moments, it was just me and her. "You're so pretty!" I always talked to her, just like I talk to mine. Smiling and rubbing, I rubbed her under the chin and my body went cold. A large lump on either side. Ice in my stomach, I gently felt them. She showed no indication of discomfort at all, but I was uncomfortable.

I looked up at my friend in the kitchen, still preoccupied. I can't tell her....I can't tell her. I looked back into the little girl's eyes. And I told her "Wow, Princess! You're such a big girl! Your neck is much bigger than my doggies' necks! You're so good!!" I knew my friend could hear.

A few days later, maybe 5 days, at night, the phone rang. It was my friend. She sounded heartbroken. It was stage 3 lymphoma. There are only 5 stages.

Raw food, real bones, so many suppliments and prednisone. Lots of love and rest, rest, rest. The lumps come, the lumps go, more symptoms, less symptoms. Accupuncture, Reiki, Holistic Vet. Months go by. An emotional roller coaster.

Tuesday morning, April 17th. 9:45. The phone rings. Will you come please, I don't want to be alone. Yes, of course.

I petted her and petted her, told her what a good girl she was, and how pretty she was. She looked up at me, lifted her head. Laid her face in my hand. I cried silently, I couldn't look at my friend. She was crying, heartbroken, didn't know what to do with herself. I didn't know what to do, I just didn't know, so I petted the little girl that looked so much like my little girl. I just kept petting.

The lady came. It was so peaceful and quick, and I am so glad, glad for my friend, and glad for the little white one. Glad for my friend's boyfriend and glad for me. My poor friend. It was over. But she's still everywhere.



***This affected me so deeply, everyday this runs through my mind. Our memories run through my mind, these bits and pieces. This little girl touched my life in such a special way, not to mention my friend's and all the others who love her. Thank you Princess. White Boxers Forever <3