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Dear Friends,
Well, that sure was a short summer. As I type this and as much as I hate to say it, it is snowing. In April! On spring break! How dare it? Well, what I do is curl up in a nice soft blanket and snooze the day away. There will be time to get out and dig, smell the fresh air, find new things, and listen to the birds. But not soon enough!
It happened! It really happened! I have not seen my town mom smile that big since she brought home those two pups! Wanna know why? Maybe you guessed it already. The match for the Ark’s new washer and dryer—was matched! Yep, all those blankets and toys will continue but even better be washed and dried with the new. Thankful is not the right word, but we really are. Let me think a little on this . . .. I did with some help from Jack at Paws and Claws. Here is what Jack and I came up with: Grateful, Appreciative, Beholden, Pleased, Glad and Happy. How about all those words! Wiggles and wags to all of you who helped and when you see me if you let me know I will wag my famous poof for you.
Here is a pretty good poem for you. It is called “Poem of a Dog.” I am the one who always waits for you. Your car has a special sound that I have imprinted on my senses; I can recognize it among a thousand. Your steps have a magic timbre. Your voice is music to my ears. If I see your joy, it makes me happy! Your scent is the best; your presence is what moves my senses. Your awakening wakes me up. I watch you sleep and for me you are my person, I am happy watching over your sleep. Your gaze is a ray of light. Your hands on me have the lightness of peace and the sublime display of infinite love. When you go out, I feel a huge emptiness in my heart. I wait for you again and again. I am the one who will wait for you all my life today, tomorrow, and always: I am your dog. —Author unknown
Here is another: I can’t think of anything that brings me closer to tears than when my old dog— completely exhausted after a hard day in the field—limps away from her nice spot in front of the fire and comes over to where I am sitting and puts her head in my lap, a paw over my knee, and closes her eyes, and goes back to sleep. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve that kind of friend. —Gene Hill.
Your ‘fur-ever’ friends,
Buddy, Sunshine and Lollipop
Rescued is best for both animal and person
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