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Thank You All

Comfort Flowers

Thank you very much for all your kind comments on the passing of Little Monkey. She was a unique dog that touched all our hearts.

The out-pouring of love and sympathy that “Little Monkey Runs with the Pack” received helped me to deal with the suddenness of her loss.

Thank You All.

 

Little Monkey Runs with the Pack

Little Monkey

Goodbye my old girl.

Little Monkey 1

May your legs be strong again, so you can run like the wind with a great big grin on your face.

LM 6

May you be welcomed into the pack, meet Lady and Jack for the first time and reunite with your old friends, Madam, TJ and of course, Mr Spaghetti Legs.

LM and SL

 

The inimitable Little Monkey.

You Little Monkey

Little Monkey

Hunter – Little Monkey

Little Monkey going to Dog Class

Pensive – Little Monkey

LM and Mud 4

Little Monkey – Always ready for Mischief

Little Monkey Sunbathing

Little Monkey

LM 2

LM Twist 2

Happy LM

Little Monkey stretching 1

What LM Thinks of Wednesday

Happy Little Monkey

Thank you Little Monkey for all the years you shared your unconditional love and boundless enthusiasm for life.

Little Monkey

You take a piece of my heart with you and will be sorely missed.

 

After a short illness, Little Monkey passed away peacefully in my arms.

Reflective

Reflections 1

Reflections 1

I find that we become reflective as the year draws to a close and we look back.

Friends have passed. So many celebrities were lost this year and even as I write this, another has gone. In my own small world I lost three family members within two months; two people and Mr Spaghetti Legs.

New friends are made. Families welcome new members, babies and pets and life goes on.

There were bad times and good times.

Yet I wonder if our memories are like the photo above, distorted by a heat haze?

Reflections 2

Reflections 2

Or are they even more warped; not by a heat haze, but as the picture really is: an upside down reflection of my apple tree in the swimming pool!

Our memories are usually distorted by time and selective recall, often painting the past as rosy.

But I don’t think it matters if our memories are factual or not. Whatever they are, each one is now a part of us.

Wishing you all the best for the New Year.

 

Reflective:

Relating to or characterised by deep thought; thoughtful.

Providing a reflection; capable of reflecting light or other radiation.

 

A Dog’s Last Will and Testament

 

Mr Spaghetti Legs

Mr Spaghetti Legs

A Dog’s Last Will and Testament 

– Author Unknown

Before humans die, they write their last Will and Testament, give their home and all they have, to those they leave behind. If, with my paws, I could do the same, this is what I’d ask . . .

To a poor and lonely stray I’d give:

– My happy home

– My bowl and cosy bed, soft pillows and all my toys

– The lap, which I loved so much

– The hand that stroked my fur and the sweet voice that spoke my name

 

I’d will to the sad, scared shelter dog, the place I had in my human’s loving heart, of which there seemed no bounds.

So, when I die, please do not say, “I will never have a pet again, for the loss and pain is more than I can stand.”

Instead, go find an unloved dog; one whose life held no joy or hope and give my place to him.

This is the only thing I can give . . .

The love I left behind.

 

Every rescue dog pines for their own loving home.

Mr Spaghetti Legs

Mr Spaghetti Legs

 

Thank You

LM and SL check out the Puzzle Tree

LM and SL check out the Puzzle Tree

I’d like to say a big Thank You to all of you who wrote such lovely messages of condolence on hearing of Mr Spaghetti Legs’ passing.

Earthstills wrote a beautiful special tribute post For Mr Spaghetti Legs.

I was very touched and comforted by these outpourings of love for an old dog.

You can read a little about Mr Spaghetti Legs’ origins here, Portrait of a dog #5 or any other stories about him by clicking on Mr Spaghetti Legs in the Wags (Tags) or Categories on my blog.

Apart from the sadness at the loss of a much loved friend, it was made harder by the fact that I had already booked Little Monkey in to the vets that day to have her teeth cleaned and a few lumps removed. So I took both dogs to the vets that morning and came home alone. The house was very, very empty; not even the solace of hugging LM as she was in hospital.

While LM was at the vets, we cleared up the heavy plastic sheeting that we had put down on the floors because of SL’s incontinence.

I went to fetch Little Monkey in the early evening, quite late because they had been very busy at the vets doing spays etc (they spay and neuter animals from rescue organisations) so LM was only operated on in the afternoon.

It was the most surreal experience to sit in the vets waiting room and have them bring out LM after her op. She was so calm to the point of being placid. She sat by me as the vet discussed the procedures and what meds I must give her and what to expect. I got a glimpse into what she might have been like with a different puppyhood, where her anxieties had been addressed and she had been encouraged to be calm and brave. So, yes, she was doped up on anaesthesia and morphine; but she was awesome!

Normally whenever I am at the vets, LM pants rapidly the whole time and her whole body trembles. She fixates on the exit and will not relax till she is outside and back in the car. It is exhausting for me to sit with her like this, as I absorb all her stressful energy.

When Little Monkey got home that evening, she walked all over the house and garden looking for her old friend, Mr Spaghetti Legs, and whimpering. It took her a long time to go to sleep that night.

I think that being drowsy from the anaesthetic, and the plastic sheeting not being there, made her more confused. The last time her old house mates died (Madam and TJ) four years ago, she didn’t react at all.

Also, it just goes to show how very much SL helped LM, gave her confidence and kept her calm.

They were a little pack, to which I had the privilege of belonging.

Mr Spaghetti Legs

Mr Spaghetti Legs

 

Mr Spaghetti Legs Runs with the Pack

Mr SL Says Hello

Mr SL

Goodbye my old boy.

Mr SL is all ears

Mr SL is all ears

May your aches disappear, your hearing be sharp again and your feet fly swiftly towards your waiting friends.

 

Lady

The First - Lady

The First – Lady

Jack

Jack

Jack

TJ

TJ - the Cape Lion

TJ

and Madam

Madam - the Border Collie cross - with her Spaniel impression

Madam

White Wolf 1

White Wolf 1

Mr SL

Mr SL

SL washed 1

SL washed 1

Mr SL and Bed 1

Mr SL and Bed 1

LM and SL play it Cool

LM and SL play it Cool

Mr SL catches a few winks

Mr SL catches a few winks

Peas in a Pod - SL and LM

Peas in a Pod – SL and LM

Mr SL

Mr SL

After - SL

Mr Spaghetti Legs

 

I’ll miss you.

 

Memorial

Little Mermaid

Little Mermaid

In celebration of a long life, well lived.

Today we remember your cheerful nature, generous spirit and indomitable character.

May your loved ones gone before, welcome you with open arms.

For those of us left behind, here is a glimpse of Angels singing:

Ave Maria by Caccini, performed by Libera.

 

Peace.