I don't have many pictures of Weasel because she was usually in motion or refused to look at the camera - I think the flash hurt her eyes.
She always hated a bath and loved to sleep in the car in full sun, baking herself to a panting crisp, much to the consternation of at least one nosy woman who called animal control to report dog abuse. She was truly a Desert Dog.
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Mary,
You've written a very moving and respectful eulogy for Weasel. I'm sure you and Michael will miss her and maybe even reach down to pat her when she's not there. When our Skippy passed after 17 years, it was like losing a child. We have a stone engraved with her name and a single paw print lying over the spot where I buried her in a flower bed. Smile at your memories of Weasel.
- Michael H.
Thank you, Michael. Actually, we will likely find ourselves looking around to see if Weasel has run off again - she was very adept at disappearing the very second you stopped thinking directly about her, getting into all sorts of mischief. She wasn't named Weasel for no reason :-) It will be hard to work in the garden, glancing up every half-minute, and not seeing her laying there in the sun...
Good evening Mary We have never met and most likely never will but that does not preclude me from understanding just how you feel about the old girl. I had to bury my wife`s old cat a few weeks ago, I suddenly realised, over the past 35 years, just how many "good old friends, both canine and feline " I had left under the willow tree down by the little brook on the far. It never gets easier and you have to take comfort from all the good times you shared.
Best Regards John
(Nr. Oxford England)
Thank you for your kind words, John. It is so hard to outlive our treasured companions. We have been blessed with a host of True Characters over the years and wouldn't trade those memories for the world.
So sorry about Old Dog--when I buried my Old Cat it was like an era passing, but it has to be done, sadly. Yes, adn good memories, too.
Sorry to hear you've lost a member of your family. Don't understand how we humans don't deserve a similarly dignified and respectful end, when there is no longer any hope of recovery. All the best to you and Doryman.
Thank you for your kind words, Karen. I, too, wish that we humans could have such an easy, dignified method of greeting the hereafter.
mucha pena
mucha pena
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