|Lovey - ready for any adventure|
I have had several dogs in my life, all lovely ladies. Each has given me years of devotion, enthusiastic support, and a warm sympathetic shoulder. This post honors the girls no longer with us along with the two that currently make our lives a delight.
KELLY: a standard red dachshund my father acquired at the local pound in Costa Mesa, California. She was already grown and well-seasoned with experience around children or she would have run away upon entering a house with five kids under the age of seven and a quite settled cat. All of us, including the cat, formed an instant attachment to her. She endured being wrapped up to look like she was wearing a babushka, aka my baby brother's rather rangy blanket; carried about by my sisters and I with an arm wrapped about her upper torso and the rest dangling down to our knees; and numerous moves about the country (CA to MN to CA to PA to MA to NJ) all in less than four years). My strongest memory of that little lady occurred during a thunderstorm when I was eight. The towering oak growing just outside our den was hit by lightening sending a twenty-foot-long, eight-inch in diameter limb to the ground where we normally kept our boat which had been moved to the backyard to undergo repairs (excellent timing for an engine update). Our father was out on a date. We spent the evening searching for Kelly. It was a bit of a treasure hunt to us kids. She'd been there in the den moments before the tree limb crashed to the ground. We were moving to the upstairs to search further when our father arrived. He kept telling us she would show herself when she was ready, but he followed us about on our search any way. Found: Spare bedroom, armchair with skirting around the bottom, two white starred burgundy eyes reflected the flashlight we'd shown underneath it. In that splash of light, those eyes wiggled and nearly sent us scurrying back down stairs. My father caught us mid-scramble and checked under the chair to pull out Kelly who was fit to shake her bones out from inside her own skin.
|She had style.|
|Lovey - bathing beauty|
|Our girls today.|