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Out of the mouths of babes they say

or they say the darndest things

yet they say words that often bring me

close to terrible tears

I haven’t been able to enjoy these babes 

I only see them  once a year

and when I do I want to play

and teach them things

only grandmothers can

I know they’re young and I try so hard

not to take it all to heart

their words are not meant to be harsh

they don’t understand

when I was nine my grandma was dead

I didn’t get the chance to play

I’m writing this to get it off my chest, I’ll be OK

I’ll join them in the other room

and later we will play Barbies

and make perfume

and have rainbow spaghetti

and I teach how to make meatballs

and we’ll have a few tantrums

and maybe they will speak sass

but we have built at least a few

memories alway the good

and I’ll fly away all to soon

 

 

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I have had dogs all my life.  As a toddler, I was watched over by “Lassie”, then as a youngster “Lady and Chang” took her place.  And as I grew up, there was always a sweet dog to talk to when I had secrets or life wasn’t going my way.  After I married, it wasn’t long before “Peanuts”, an adorable female beagle came into our lives.  We bred her and she had 13 puppies.  Motherhood was more than she could handle and she disappeared just as her pups started weaning.  We kept her pup “Ty”.  He had to be relocated into a good home when unexpected layoffs forced us to move in with parents.  I loved that little beagle.  “Muffin”, a little maltese became my baby when my kids headed off to school.  She died in my arms after chasing a cat very early one day.  Devastated.  In 1990 we bought my daughter a yorkie.  She loved to swim and chase balls and was always full of energy, up until 2005, when my husband had the courage to have her put down.  Now I have “Freckles”, a 10 yr old beagle and “Snickers” a 5 yr old “Morky”.

2013-10-13 10.16.15I have my hands full with these two.  “Freck” will eat herself sick if we aren’t careful and “Snick” likes to tease “Freck” to come near his food, then chow down when she comes near.  He can play all day and night, where she is a couch potato.  Both love to run and eat dandelion puff balls.2013-06-10 08.45.09

I don’t need another dog, but these puppies are so damn cute and cuddly.  Three of them have become my favorites, though I love each and every one.  At 5 wks old, each has a personality all its own.  “Chin” is a black female with just a spot of white on her chin.  She likes to sleep in a corner with her head resting up the wall.
“Miss T” is also black, with a white ‘T’ on her chest.  She like to sleep on the pee papers.  “Bruiser” was the first brown pup of the litter.  He was larger and bolder that all of them.  Lord, I can’t resist his eyes.  He like to crawl into dark spaces.  “Daisy” is the smallest pup, but what she lacks in size, she makes up in playfulness.  She loves to pounce on the other sleeping pups.

Most of my dogs have been kennel produced.  Something I’m not proud of.  Especially since “Snickers” was clearly the product of a puppy mill.  I’m ashamed I allowed myself to support the mill, but so glad I rescued him from it.

??????“Maisey” the mom of the 11 new pups is a sweet, almost too submissive girl.  She wags her tail constantly and seems so happy to have a good home.  Father of these pups is unknown but I think there may be two.  The dark pup have shorter ears, placed higher on their head.  All have very fuzzy, medium length fur.  The three tan pups resemble collies or shelties maybe, tri-colored with ears lower on their rounded heads.

I could use suggestions identifying possible breeds.  I think momma is part retriever or lab. 2014-04-01 11.44.502014-04-01 11.45.57

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2014-02-28 09.40.18   I’ve been going through a rough spell during the last few months.  Isn’t it always the post-holiday season, winter cold, false spring starts that drag you down?  Newly sprouted spring bulbs frozen in place by an unexpected cold snap, Christmas debt, flu-bugs, sometimes I wonder how anyone makes it through the doldrums of February and March.  This year I received an unexpected lift.  11 to be exact.  It sort of redefined life, mine especially. My daughter found a young female puppy cowering in traffic in the pouring rain.  She called the police and pulled the dog to safety.  After 5 days at the pound, ‘Maisey’ became part of her family.  Vet checked her over and owner didn’t want this passive little girl, so Julie brought her home. Some short weeks later, a trip to the vet confirmed she was pregnant.   Maisey underwent an ultrasound and was expecting  6 pups.  In the early evening of February 21, Maisey made her nest in a closet and set out to birth her pups.  Julie had tried to get her into a child’s swimming pool to present her babies, but Maisey had other ideas.  The first pup was born about 6:00 PM.  Myself and Pappa rushed through supper and drove the few miles so we could witness the remaining births. By our arrival, 3 pups had been whelped, and so we were privy to the birth of the next 3.  A message awaited us when we arrived home, 3 more pups had been born during our short 15 minute trip home.  It was now 9:30PM.  Before 11PM, 2 more pups were born.  11 pups total, and one exhausted momma. My husband and I have been able to babysit on an almost daily basis.  Walking momma dog, and seeing to the puppies feedings and cleaning has been a joy.  Updates to come.

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Penmanship

I watched her patiently

as she formed each letter in02-dad-fountain-pen-writing-2

a motion akin to a waltz

not with any intention

she considered only the accuracy

of the words

not the resulting beauty

of their formation

another loss for

humanity

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I write not to constantly remember, but to allow myself to forget.

Writing gives you release, like a simmering teapot, you must let the steam out lest you explode.

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