Down memory lane
Well, I have taken on the monumental task of preserving all the pictures taken over my life, which is probably going to halt my story for a bit.
I'm maudlin tonight. I scanned in 80 pictures today to add to what I think was 30 or so pictures the day before and that's not even the tip of the iceberg. My whole life is memorialized in pictures. We have three picture books full of pictures with usually four to five pages each and anywhere from 140 to 200 pages apiece.
There are so many of when I was little and my dogs. I've been around dogs all my life. All the dogs from my childhood have died. Dancer (female, full name ShadowDancer) and Bear (male, full name NightHawk), father to Shadow (male, full name ShadowHunter)...
Bear died of a tumor I think at least nine, maybe ten, years ago. It grew on his elbow and no matter how many times we had it removed, it kept coming back. Then Dancer died five or six years ago, of old age (she was an ornery old bitch XD but I loved her to death). And then Shadow died this July (of old age as well). We got Bear and Dancer when they were barely seven weeks old and I was only five or so. Then they had their puppies, so...
I just never felt alone. Even when Bear died, I had Dancer. Then when Dancer died, I was still connected to them through Shadow, who I loved more than life. But now that he's gone...we don't have any connection with any of them anymore, since Shadow never had puppies of his own.
It's not that I don't love Daemon. He is the sweetest and most adorable thing and he tries SO HARD ^^ I love him as much as I loved all my dogs. It's just...not the same. I guess, looking at all these pictures...I guess looking at me when I was four years old cuddling Dancer who was barely a year old just...If I look through my memory, the only ones with any clarity of Dancer are when she was older with white on her mouth. (She lived to be twelve years old, which is a very long time for a big dog like her. She really was like an ornery old bat XD. Even Shadow lived to be thirteen).
Honestly, I love Daemon, but I miss Bear, Dancer, and Shadow terribly. (Dancer had twelve puppies, but the only one we could keep was Shadow, so I really only got to know him.) They were all so adorable when they were little and I just had so much fun...
Pictures:
Bear aka Summerseas NightHawk
Dancer aka Summerseas ShadowDancer
Her ear never did stand up ever.
My wonderful, wonderful shadow in the prime of his life
He was always like that, with that assured attitude. There never will be another dog like him.
Honestly, look at that attitude *sad smile*
Shadow, and guess who's shirt that is *wink* Yours truly, of course
This picture always makes me laugh
Bear looks so fierce and yet he was such a gentle, pushover kind of dog. I guess what makes me giggle is the puppy (don't know which one) looking up all wide-eyed and impulsive at him. LOL!
Danielle, my sister, and dancer. Really, wasn't Danielle so adorable?
Me and Dancer. Wasn't I so tiny...?
I was always so happy with my dogs...
I just look at these pictures and I feel sad. I need to keep a camera close to me when I see Daemon, so I can catch him doing memorable things in daily life. We don't take pictures like we used to, but digital cameras make things easier.
Dancer, Bear, Shadow...I miss you so much.
I'm maudlin tonight. I scanned in 80 pictures today to add to what I think was 30 or so pictures the day before and that's not even the tip of the iceberg. My whole life is memorialized in pictures. We have three picture books full of pictures with usually four to five pages each and anywhere from 140 to 200 pages apiece.
There are so many of when I was little and my dogs. I've been around dogs all my life. All the dogs from my childhood have died. Dancer (female, full name ShadowDancer) and Bear (male, full name NightHawk), father to Shadow (male, full name ShadowHunter)...
Bear died of a tumor I think at least nine, maybe ten, years ago. It grew on his elbow and no matter how many times we had it removed, it kept coming back. Then Dancer died five or six years ago, of old age (she was an ornery old bitch XD but I loved her to death). And then Shadow died this July (of old age as well). We got Bear and Dancer when they were barely seven weeks old and I was only five or so. Then they had their puppies, so...
I just never felt alone. Even when Bear died, I had Dancer. Then when Dancer died, I was still connected to them through Shadow, who I loved more than life. But now that he's gone...we don't have any connection with any of them anymore, since Shadow never had puppies of his own.
It's not that I don't love Daemon. He is the sweetest and most adorable thing and he tries SO HARD ^^ I love him as much as I loved all my dogs. It's just...not the same. I guess, looking at all these pictures...I guess looking at me when I was four years old cuddling Dancer who was barely a year old just...If I look through my memory, the only ones with any clarity of Dancer are when she was older with white on her mouth. (She lived to be twelve years old, which is a very long time for a big dog like her. She really was like an ornery old bat XD. Even Shadow lived to be thirteen).
Honestly, I love Daemon, but I miss Bear, Dancer, and Shadow terribly. (Dancer had twelve puppies, but the only one we could keep was Shadow, so I really only got to know him.) They were all so adorable when they were little and I just had so much fun...
Pictures:
Bear aka Summerseas NightHawk
Dancer aka Summerseas ShadowDancer
Her ear never did stand up ever.
My wonderful, wonderful shadow in the prime of his life
He was always like that, with that assured attitude. There never will be another dog like him.
Honestly, look at that attitude *sad smile*
Shadow, and guess who's shirt that is *wink* Yours truly, of course
This picture always makes me laugh
Bear looks so fierce and yet he was such a gentle, pushover kind of dog. I guess what makes me giggle is the puppy (don't know which one) looking up all wide-eyed and impulsive at him. LOL!
Danielle, my sister, and dancer. Really, wasn't Danielle so adorable?
Me and Dancer. Wasn't I so tiny...?
I was always so happy with my dogs...
I just look at these pictures and I feel sad. I need to keep a camera close to me when I see Daemon, so I can catch him doing memorable things in daily life. We don't take pictures like we used to, but digital cameras make things easier.
Dancer, Bear, Shadow...I miss you so much.