Lita and Timmee

It is August 9th, 2010. 

I miss you more than usual.  Things aren't going well and I wish I could just pet you again. Even one more time would be so good.

I've been worried about you being all right. I hope you don't miss me so much that it hurts you. Be with Tippy. He is such a graceful old soul. He can console you now. It will be 18 months next week. 18 of the longest months of my life.

I can't wait to see you. I hope you and Tippy accompany me home. Mom

Faye, if you can find a little dog named Bobby, that would be wonderful. He belonged to Dorothy. You remember her. Diane decided that Dorothy couldn't care for him and took him away. I don't know what happened. Dorothy was heartbroken because she and Bobby were so close and she worried that Bobby would not know where she was. He loved her more than life. He is brown and has short legs with a bigger body. His brown hair is beautiful. He has gorgeous hazel eyes and little puffy black eyebrowns. Long ears. He loved me as I loved him, very much. Please try to find him and tell him that Dorothy is okay and she will see him very, very soon. xoxo

September 8, 2010

 Faye, if Dorothy if there now, will you please tell her how much I loved her and even though she forgot me, I never stopped loving her. I know what she feared most  did happen  but it didn't mean that we forgot her as she was. I love her so much, Fayeroe. Tell her for me, won't you?

Fayeroe was one of those dogs who made you feel better just by being with her. She always had a big smile for everyone. She guarded the truck while I ran errands but if someone asked me if they could look at her...she was always the perfect lady. 

She played gentle with Lita. As the photographs show, Lita is a Jack Russell and Faye outweighed her by about 40 pounds.

Timmee and Mikee won't feel the same this year in the gardens. They will miss their big sister. Mikee has been extra loving to me since you left us. He sits in my lap and pets my face with his paw.

Your garden will be just as beautiful this year even though you won't be out there with me. I' m determined that your grave will be covered with flowers.

I miss you so much today. It is March 30, 2009. It will soon be 6 weeks since you died.

The house feels empty now. I still look for you...constantly. I think that I hear you. I hope that I do hear  you. I know that your spirit is with me. I wish I could touch you one more time and tell you how much you mean to me.

I wouldn't have missed the dance with you for anything. We were to the point where our personalities had connected and we knew what the other was thinking at times. You were such a part of me. So much of me left that night with you.

March 18, 2009

Dear Fayeroe:

It has been a month since you left your earthly home for one in the sky. I have a star that I say goodnight to when I go to your grave in the evening.

After Tippy, I didn't know that I could accept another dog into my life. I had lost Smutty, Tippy, J.J.. Henrietta lived long enough to train you to guard me. Then you came along with your little butt wiggle and won our hearts.

Remember when we walked up on the herd of 10 bull elk out at John's place. Then there were the camels and more elk. Wild turkeys and armadillos......it was heaven on earth for us. You trekked along with me the day I caught the horse and rode him all the way to the main house. You had never seen me on a horse but you took it in stride..just like you took everything in stride. You were truly like Tippy in that you were devoted, disciplined and loved life!

Squirrels were your mortal enemies. You could spend an hour eyeballing one while he danced just out of your reach.....it particularly upset you when he barked at you and laughed in your face!!!

The day we went to the waterfalls and you found a baby duck and picked it up. I yelled "no" and you dropped it. You had a very soft mouth.The little duckling ran and jumped into the creek and paddled away with it;s brothers and sisters. You never failed to live beyond my expectations.....

.It was thrilling and an honor  to be your human.

I heard your little talking voice about two weeks ago. I was so thrilled because just for that instant I believed that you had returned home. Alas, it was only your angel spirit so at least I knew you are still in the house with us.

Lita loves you and she and TeddyJack miss you so much.

Mom

Timme is running for Governor of Texas

 April 19, 2009......Timmee was gone for three days. I searched this entire area for him. We had intense thunderstorms and I was so worried about him being out in the rains. He came home yesterday, the 18th, and is resting quietly in the livingroom right now. His left front leg is hurt and I am going to watch him and decide where he needs a vet visit or not.

Our Garden Gate..Daddy's deer horns

The garden gate at night. We loved sitting out on the patio with a little fire going in the fire pit.

Fayeroe's Memorial Photograph

I so appreciate a gift like this! What a lovely thing for a friend to do for us.

Fayeroe's Our Lady of Guadalupe

My oldest daughter gave me this. It reflects the love and peace that John Lennon wrote about.

Faye's Garden Blanket

July 2, 2009

The heat is taking the garden. I'm barely keeping the blanket garden alive. It breaks my heart to lose color in the box......

This is another gift from a Critter's friend.