Sixteen months ago my father passed away. He had talked with me in the earlier years about taking his dogs if anything happened to him. I said I would and that is how SusieQ came to own us. When she got to us she was a 2 pound tea cup Chihuahua that weighed almost 10 pounds! Her diet consisted of boiled chicken breast, hamburger and peppermint candy. This is a video of her first introduction to hard dog food. She doesn’t know what to do with it.
Just recently, she has not been eating her dry food because of her aging teeth. We got her some soft food and she went crazy over it. She was snorting so loudly it drew me into the kitchen to make sure she was okay. I called her name and she looked up. Her little nose and mouth were covered with gravy. I asked her if it were good and she looked at me snorted in then breathed out. Gravy went spewing out of her nose and I swear she looked at me and smiled. Then… she breathed in which sucked all the gravy that was left on her nose back right back in. It was gross but she was so happy. We still have her on the soft and every morning you take her breakfast she will show you her pearly whites. I tried to get a video of her eating the soft but the nostril straw thingy was a one time only event and I missed getting it on camera.
Hope everyone is showing their pearly whites today,
Here is a little shorty that touched my heart.
As most of you know, I love geocaching. Most of my stories are from the experiences that I have gotten from this game. Never heard of this game? Then check it out at www.geocaching.com Not only do I enjoy finding little caches, I also enjoy hiding them and this is where this story begins.
For Christmas, my employer’s son gave me a couple of travel bugs. Travel bugs are little coins or dog tags with a mission that you decide on. You hide them in existing caches for people to pick up and move along so it can accomplish its goal. I finally came up with a name, “Love Is Where Your Children Are” and a goal of it making its way to my son in Memphis Tn. I also invited geocachers along the way to add something to the chain that is attached to the travel bug. Just something little that represented the love they have for their children.
Last week I set out to geocache along hwy 54 and 380. I had a great day and at the last cache I stopped at I found a geocoin. I normally don’t take anything from the cache boxes I find so I normally do not have anything to trade. I really wanted to move this geocoin along because it had been sitting there for quite some time. I ran back to my car and found only one thing, the travel bug that Jason had given me. I really wanted to hold on to it for a while but I decided to use it for its purpose and send it on its way. I figured it would be there for a while because not a lot of people geocache in the winter.
Next morning I received an email from a person that picked it up the very next day. This is what it said:
Picked up this little TB and will add a little something in memory of our little Dustin who had CP and was taken from us way too soon this last year. He had the most beautiful laugh and smiling eyes and had just started geocaching…….he loved the outdoors! We will move this on to a TB Hotel on Interstate 25 so that it will get headed towards your son.
I have cried all day.
It did not take long before another cacher found it. Each time a person takes it, they have to write a little something about it. She jotted down a short note that she had found it and the previous person (above) had added a little stuffed puppy that Dustin loved. She did not know the goal of the travel bug but loved the puppy that was attached. It was not until later she read the entry about Dustin. She promised to place it in a children’s cache box.
We are all connected in beautiful complicated ways that we just can’t comprehend. I am so happy that I am connected to you guys too.
As you know by now I am battling with a living diet. I know, that so sounds like an oxymoron but so is losing weight. I am going on two trips this year. One to Santa Fe and then one to Memphis. I need new clothes……
On the way down the hill today I tell Stella I need clothes for my Santa Fe trip. She yells , then go buy you some! I say I am so big nothing looks good. She ponders this for a minute then says, Mom go to one of those big and tall store. Nothing will fit but instead of hating yourself for being fat you could love yourself for not being big enough. I love her mind ♥