It has been a while since my last post... I have had a lot on my mind, but not so much on my blog.
The Doe-Doe Dog
Doejah is now 10 years old. He is my best friend, my child, my love.
He has had 2 knees replaced, he had a 2 lb mass removed from his chest, cancer on his nose and several other little issues... he is allergic to dust, dust mites, and wool... but to me, he is perfect. He sleeps at my doorway when I am sick, he lays by the front door when I leave and waits until I get home to go back to bed, he loves help me in the garden (ok he just likes to chase the dirt), he loves to chase water but not swim, he just wants to lay around a cuddle, and be girls best friend.
Last week my friend had to put her doggie, Roxy, down.
Roxy, the little love bug
She wasn't your typical dog, she didn't want to play with Doejah or Vegah, didn't want to come in my apartment when I lived 1 door down, didn't run to the door when I came over... but she did like "crack an egg on her head" (bonk her in the head), get her butt rubbed, and cuddle! She was a silly girl, but a love bug for sure!
When I heard the news, I cried... I cried for D and J, I cried because I know that I too will have to make that decision, I cried because I don't know if I can do it. As I write... I cry.
Rest in peace Roxy Poxy, I love you.