
I remain grrl+dog still.
If you have been skipping the pet posts,
go ahead and skip, because it's one of THOSE.
Skip now.
Back in November it looked like grrl minus dog,
however Hound has other ideas.
If you have been skipping the pet posts,
go ahead and skip, because it's one of THOSE.
Skip now.
however Hound has other ideas.
Hound is determined. He does a lot of lying about watching
the world go by, but still loves his two walks and snacks.
We love the green lipped mussels and pain meds
so he is comfortable,
but watch his lack of muscle strength warily.
the world go by, but still loves his two walks and snacks.
We love the green lipped mussels and pain meds
so he is comfortable,
but watch his lack of muscle strength warily.
When I met Don, Hound was not at all pleased.
Dingoes mate for life,
and who was this interloper
trying to make away with his mate?
Don was a painter.
After nearly five years of not having
a brush in his hand, he rendered Baxter in oils.

Dingoes mate for life,
and who was this interloper
trying to make away with his mate?
Don was a painter.
After nearly five years of not having
a brush in his hand, he rendered Baxter in oils.
The house smelled of linseed and color.
It was delicious.
It was delicious.
After it was done, hound cast a critical eye,
giving the sniff of approval.
giving the sniff of approval.
and yes, it will be one of THOSE blogs.
The ones with dead pets on the side bar.
Just not quite yet.
The ones with dead pets on the side bar.
Just not quite yet.
What are you grateful for right now?
I'm gratful for knowing +dog is still +dog. I love +dog. Even if he won't let me kiss his nose.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful boy. Hang in there gorgeous. I am grateful for my two four legged girls.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fab painting of Dog, just brilliant....
ReplyDeletePets become family, wishing Dog many more walks, snacks, hugs and time.
Claire :}
Ahh - yes, +dog always. My dearest friend Clover went onward 2 months ago, and yet still abides...
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous painting, Don's really captured Baxter so well. I'm so glad dog's still hanging in there, he has true Aussie spirit.
ReplyDeleteI am grateful for all of the dog lovers of the world. I am grateful for being able to spend 14 years with the best dog ever in the whole world (IMHO) then another sheltie who did not live up to the first dog's reputation but was love personified anyway. Then, finally, I am grateful for living with the silliest yellow lab in the whole world (IMHO) for nine years before he died of cancer.
ReplyDeleteWe are trying to find the right time to get another dog, but this is not it. We still have our hearts filled up with dogs of the past. When we get a little room in our collective hearts, we will go to the pound and we will know the right dog to love next.
In my 20's I gave up falling in love with any man who could not love my dog. I found a man who could love my sheltie, and, thankfully, the sheltie could love the man back, and that made all of the difference.
My heart dropped when I saw Dog in my sidebar. Glad he is still hanging in there. Don's painting is really magnificent. I'm missing my darling Ben but our new pup Digby is determined to make us laugh all day long..... so at this moment I am grateful for Digby's clowning about.
ReplyDeleteHe is a beautiful dog and I'm glad he is still comfortable and cosy. I don't know where I would be without my dog, tho' never a day goes by without him driving me a little bit mad!!! I was NEVER having a dog, but once persuaded he has become a part of me.
ReplyDeleteThe portrait is beautiful:)
Baxter is a mega-cool dude and his portrait is splendid.
ReplyDeleteOur dog companions are a VERY important part of our lives.
Old dogs have a wonderful dignity.
Skippy, our last cool dude, lived to be almost 16.
Long live Baxter!
Today I am grateful that you are +dog, I am grateful for everything that works as one would want, including my hands and, in spurts, my mind and some of the plumbing. I had not seen Don or the portrait before, so I am grateful for that happening, grateful to be here, for my son, family and friends, for living indoors, for thousands of things. A hound to reckon with. Bravo. xo
ReplyDeletei'm grateful for this post and for the love of dogs, mine included.
ReplyDeleteHeart melting. We are going riding the same rollercoaster.
ReplyDeletefab painting.
xxx
Jill
You gave me a scare there..... glad to know the handsome Baxter is determined and enjoying this time in his life with his usual joy of life.
ReplyDeleteI just love the painting Don did of Dog...how lucky you are to have such an artist in situ.
I am so grateful to have family and friends (two legged and four legged) to fill my life.
Jacky xox
I am grateful for a post like this, a story told by someone who is not afraid to let the world know how much love there is...and acknowledges that one day, there will be a minus. I am grateful this is one of THOSE blogs.
ReplyDeleteHow our hounds are loved. I'm glad Baxter is hanging in there.
ReplyDeleteShit!... it ate my comment.
ReplyDeleteWhat I was saying is that I enjoy it even more here 'cause of your love for your hound.
I love the painting too and can smell it due to your description.
Keep on loving your dog... you deserve him. And I hope there's a miracle that extends his life happily for a while longer.... maybe that's what I'm wishing for my hound too.
x Robyn
Beautiful painting, beautiful dog, beautiful painter, beautiful blogger
ReplyDeleteWe once had a Blue Cattle Dog named (spelling will be culturally inappropriate, sorry) Wee Wookie Wijarra, which I was told meant 'Bright Eyes' in one of the Sydney Basin languages.
Does Hound have myositis? (sorry I've missed the pet postings) ... me too. However, I am nursing Ratty, a street cat who was probably hit by a car, and he is slowly improving. He sends health rays to Hound.
As long as they are not suffering we can keep them here, loving them. When they are sufferng too much, we have to love them somewhere else.
Best wishes, Isabel x
This is a beautiful post, a homage to a dear friend and such a wonderful reminder that life is transient - here to love one day and gone the next. The space left behind is a special part of your memories - but the painting brings a lump to the throat. I hope every moment of your time with hound continues to add to all the priceless moments you've shared
ReplyDeleteI'm grateful for my lovely kitty cats, for the wonderful doctors who looked after my Mum last night, for the smell of fresh mown grass. And I'm grateful for this beautiful post, which reminds me of my gorgeous boy, who has been gone for 6 years now, but still lives on in my heart. xo
ReplyDeleteRight now I'm grateful for your post, knowing his dogship is responding and you're lovingly enveloped by your two good sorts ♥♥♥
ReplyDeleteI am grateful for you, my dog and life. Hugs Karen
ReplyDeletebeautiful post
ReplyDeleteoh dear dog
ReplyDeletea poem
one night long ago
I dreamed that I knew
the answer to the universal question
I've long forgotten the question
but I'll never forget the answer
it is 'the love of a dog'
my Hoagy gets slower and I slow with
him
for why would I want to see the autumnal
forest without him?
Beautiful, my rasmus is just four but I couldnt imagine a day with out him and that was from day one, teeny tiny 9 weeks. To loyal friends;-)
ReplyDeleteExcellent, determined, blessed +dog.
ReplyDeleteToday I am grateful for walking in the rare autumn sun with my dog Flossy, and that there is YOU, Grrl, (and +Dog), kindred souls.
ReplyDeleteCelebrating Baxter Dog's good life with the ones he loves.
ReplyDeleteI have had many visits in dream land from my dearly loved little dog these many years since his passing. Always there is love.
Great painting by Don. A treasure.
this post made me cry both for you + for me
ReplyDeletedog love -the best ! & I am one of those blogs with my big loves captured forever down the sidebar
hang in there beautiful Baxter dog
and yes what a treasure that painting is
xo Susan
Hello,
ReplyDeleteWhat a great painting!!!!!!
Greatings from the Nederlands send you Conny
what a beautiful tribute. we lost one of our four legged friends in the same way, with the muscles wasting away to nothing. i am taken back in time. always grateful for our four legged friends. will always have them, and thus will always mourn their loss.
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