deja vu
barney was six months old yesterday. at first, he was a silly puppy, then he was a (very) sick and (surprisingly) spirited puppy. we hoped for a miracle, but as it turns out, the miracle was that he went peacefully.
or so they say. i never seem to be home when our dogs die.
at first, i was distraught that, like teepee, the last thing i said to barney before leaving this morning was, "hey." buckets of tears and a near-deidre hall-reference after, i realized that i only use this greeting for my favorite people, and felt a bit better.
this is one of his early pics, taken a couple of weeks before he was diagnosed with and manifested definitive symptoms of distemper. he loved his pillow and blankie, and back when he was frisky and had full control of his limbs, would drag it to wherever he felt like sleeping.
good night littlebarneyfoofoo. we'll miss you.
or so they say. i never seem to be home when our dogs die.
at first, i was distraught that, like teepee, the last thing i said to barney before leaving this morning was, "hey." buckets of tears and a near-deidre hall-reference after, i realized that i only use this greeting for my favorite people, and felt a bit better.
this is one of his early pics, taken a couple of weeks before he was diagnosed with and manifested definitive symptoms of distemper. he loved his pillow and blankie, and back when he was frisky and had full control of his limbs, would drag it to wherever he felt like sleeping.
good night littlebarneyfoofoo. we'll miss you.