Boys Boys Boys. . .

~Sept, 2012
We had some visitors over and of course A and E were bouncing off the walls. Head butting their legs, jumping on their back and freaking out. So I chucked them both in the kitchen and told them, "You are out of control." Angrily A turns to me, hands on his hips and snaps, "No Mom! YOU are out of control!"

~Aug. 2012
A comes up to me and tells me very officially, "Mom, I'm smarter than you. I'm not smarter than Dad, but I am smarter than you."

~July 4th, 2012
A and E were wrestling today and it was A's day. He was doing really good keeping his little brother subdued, although E put up a pretty good fight. Once they were finished, Daddy and I told E he did a really good job! He looked over at Daddy M angrily from the floor and said, "No, I din not!!" he flailed his arms on the ground and continued, "He's still alive!"

~June 2012
E and A were playing T-ball today with A's new gear. I of course laid down the rules. No hitting anyone with the bat. No swinging at the ball until every body and body part is clear. Simple enough. Not 5 minutes into it, I hear a blood curdling scream from A. E runs inside, eyes big, and says, "I din'n know what I was doing!" Big brother had a pretty good goose egg on his head.

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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Goodbye Dusty

I am so sad right now. My parents had to put down our puppy today. I cannot believe he is no longer here. I was perusing my photos to see what pictures I had of him to show off to everyone and I am heartbroken that I do not have more than two photos. If any of you have ever had a dog or a pet of your own that has passed away then you know exactly how I feel.

He really was another member of the family. As you can see he was not a puppy either, that was a nickname that never seemed to leave him even as he grew up. He was a wonderful dog.

He would growl and yip whenever my parents hugged or kissed. He was crazy jealous of my dad. :)
He would get really excited when he was younger and would run around the lawn as fast as he could, chunks of grass flipping up under his paws as he cruised.
He would fly around the house ecstatically barking whenever we pulled the leash out of the garage for a walk.
He would get snacks from my Mother, usually leftover food, and would bury it in the garden. We could all tell because the tip of his nose was brushed brown.
He was scared of raccoons and not very intimidating to cats. But he sure tried to be. :)
He loved my Mother, during the last years of his life, he would follow her around the house. He would lie at her feet under the computer desk. He would nuzzle his head onto her lap. He loved my Mom the most.
He protected me from the crazy neighbor that brought a gun to our house. The man was going to shoot him, but Dusty wouldn't let him get any closer to the house or to me.

He was my perfect puppy. 

Toward the end of his life he began to slowly dwindle. I was not even around him much, but when I came home to visit I was devastated at how much he had changed.

My bright, excited, cute, friendly dog was gone. And in his place was a blind, deaf, diabetic and arthritic dog.

When I say he is gone, when I actually hear myself say it, I cannot control myself. You'd think with everything else going on in my life that I would have run out of tears by now. Nope! They still stream from my eyes as if I have never cried before.

At least he went peacefully. He had my Mother right by his side, his little head resting on her lap. He didn't feel a thing. He just closed his eyes for the last time on this earth.

 I am so sad right now.

My Mother sent me some more pictures. I had to share them.

Proof Dusty loved my Mom most! Yes he was fat- but Oh so happy!

Must have been my Dad's birthday. We always joked about Dusty being born on April Fools Day and my Dad's birthday was in April- so we also joked that they were born on the same day.

And yes- this is a VERY old picture of all of us with Dusty. I'm going to guess that I am about 11, Melissa 9, Nathan 6 and Daniel 4. But that's just a guess. That would leave Dusty at about 3 or 4.

1 comment:

Sheri said...

Guess I should have read this another because I can't even see now. You are right he was the perfect puppy for us!!
I miss him not laying by my feet right now.
It was peaceful for him to go and I just had his face in my lap.... just like he likes...
I do hope the cats in heaven will run from him just like the cats did here for him.
I will miss him a lot!!
Thanks for writing about him.... you have the gift that I do not in writing.