01.15.18 – After Pookie had passed, I thought about waiting a while until I get another dog, but not having her or Marley or a dog in general just did not feel right. T suggested we rescue a Continue reading “Pepper.”
Just in a matter of days, we lost her. Those 4 days were the longest and hardest days of my life. One day she was her perky senile self. And then things turned for the worst.
Wednesday the 13th seemed like any other day. I got off work and I went home and picked up Pookie so we could run some errands together. We drove to my Aunt’s house to pick up the mail and she was standing up on her chair barking at anything through the Continue reading “12.17.17”
My Pookie Bear. I can’t believe we are approaching 2 weeks since we said our “See You Laters.” Even though I was able to spend your last days close to you, it pains me to know that I couldn’t do much to save you or to take away your pain. I hope you know that I Continue reading “Pookie.”
As soon as I got home from Vegas, I went immediately into my room and said “Hi” to Marley’s urn. And I am again reminded of the fact that I am sleeping by myself again. The nights when I am … Continue reading Marley.
It was August 2009 when my boyfriend at the time and I decided to get a dog. We both loved English Bulldog puppies, and when we found a breeder in Morgan Hill, we contacted them for more information regarding the … Continue reading Marley.
