Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Its a Beautiful Day but not 100% perfect its missing something ....

Its a beautiful day today.  The sky is that perfect shade of "sky blue", little to no clouds to be seen, warm enough to wear a sundress and sandals but no humidity to speak of.  The breeze feels good as it skirts across the skin and blows through the hair.  And the sun, its out in full glory today!

It would have been a perfect day for a walk around the neighborhood with one child riding her bike, the other child in the jogging stroller and a dog on a leash walking next to me.

Today, I'm finding I'm missing my dog, Zoey.  I really feel her presence today.  As I walked down the stairs today, I thought for sure I was going to see her laying on the floor of the study with her tail wagging and waiting for me to greet her with a pet and a hug!  She wasn't physically there and I was so very disappointed.  There have been some odd noises that have made me look up expecting her to be right there today.  She's in my thoughts a lot today and I have to admit my eyes are tearing up a bit as I type this.  I actually walked over and grabbed an old toy hoping I could get a scent from it earlier today.  I think she's visiting me today because its been weeks since I've had this undying need to see her.  I think of her often, but today she's deeply rooted in my sub-conscience.  I opened the freezer door expecting to hear her paws and see her as she turned the corner towards the refrigerator.  I dropped a grape on the kitchen floor and scrambled so fast to pick it up thinking I had to scoop it up before she was able to eat one, since grapes are bad for dogs.

Its just so weird to be thinking of her so much today - I hope she's in heaven thinking about me and that's why she's been deeply rooted in my thoughts today.

This is Zoey pre-knee injury.

Thought this was such a cute picture of Zoey folding her hands.

Zoey with my daughter's stuffed dog - Chocolate Chip.

This was Zoey on Christmas Day with her new blanket.
She was very ill - with ulcerated intestine from pain meds.

Never thought that we'd have to say goodbye to her
at such a young age.  She would have turned
6 years old 3 days after she gained her dog-angel wings.


Zoey girl, I miss you so much today!

Love Mom!

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