Still Missing Charlie

I thank God for 8 1/2 years of Charlie-joy.
Sleep well, baby boy.

Charlie's last ride in the car

This is Charlie's mom. Today Charlie accompanied me to the pet hospital, but I drove home without him. What I took him in for was not serious, but within three hours, my sweet, precious little companion these last 8+ years died of peritonitis. Charlie's blog was often a light-hearted take on doggiedom, and I thought perhaps today's post could continue in that vein with his take on doggie heaven. I am too heartbroken for that today. As close as I can come is to say I hope I see my little guy in heaven some day. I sure will miss him. Charlie, baby, I love you so much.

Racing Stripe

I have a cool yellow racing stripe now. Mom thinks it’s a raincoat. That’s okay. I’ll let her think that. When I wear my racing stripe, I speed down the sidewalk so fast, raindrops couldn’t catch me anyway. My goal is to run so fast, I tow Mommy on her tummy behind me. This morning I almost did it, too. And I was so excited to be outside in my racing stripe, I pranced and bucked and ran in so many circles, Mommy had a hard time clicking the little black box at me. She did snap me in one still moment though.

P.S. Thanks, Auntie Karen! I love my new racing stripe. Hope Henry doesn't miss it.