For Rick

I knew you would get a hoot out of this!

Posterior Synechia...

Simon's Cat 'TV Dinner'

Many thanks, more contemplation

Thanks so much, you guys, for your sweet comments about Tristan. It is still so strange not to have him with me, but I know that the right decision was made. Down to 2 dogs now!

It seems that death has taken over the past few weeks. Am I just reaching that point in my life that I can have friends/family die in what seems like clustered numbers? 2 weeks ago, a former co-worker and friend was murdered in her home, along with her boyfriend. Her boyfriend was a drug dealer, so that situation was bad. It was just so hard to believe that she is gone. Just 28 years old. Leaves behind 2 children - one is 9 and the other is 3. At her funeral, the 3 year old (Brooks' age, btw) would just look at his Mother in the casket, and was reaching out to her, talking to her. It was the saddest picture of anything I have ever seen.

Her funeral was worse than that. The priest (I think it was priest - they are Catholic) didn't shave, used the phrase "screwed up" and nearly cursed at one point (might as well had said it, because we all thought it). He didn't know her, you could just tell. Not that it was his fault - it was hers.

I got a phone call this morning that my hair stylist died in his sleep last night. He had been cutting my hair for almost 5 years. He wasn't in the best of health, including smoking, but it was still unexpected. It seems that friends of mine aren't fairing all that well these days!

What hurts the most, is that especially in my co-worker's case, if you read the Bible and believe it - she isn't in heaven right now. That hurts so badly. Death is so final, and there is no second chance to make it right. I wish so badly that I could have said more, done more. Anything to impress how important it is to be a Christian. To be a true Biblical Christian the way the Bible says. It is a nice thought that just being a nice, good person is all you need to do. But, that's not what the Bible says.

My heart is heavy over losing 2 friends that I question where they are now. Only God can make that decision - I'm so glad that I'm not in that position. They won't be the first, or last. I can only hope that I can be able to be that Christian influence to my friends. I want to take everyone to heaven that I can!

My Tristan

I put my first dog to sleep yesterday.

We got Tristan in 1998. I had just finished my first year of Vet School, and had Mitzi (kinda my first dog) put to sleep after suffering from complications of a brain tumor. I decided that I wanted another dog, and Scott and I took to finding him.

When we brought him home, he was 6 months old. Dad told me that he was the ugliest dog he had ever seen! Shelties do go through a very teenagery phase... and he was definitely in it! But, he was beautiful to me. While he and I weren't the best of friends at first, he quickly became my dog.

I have called him my Shadow. He always would wake up and go with me to the bathroom in the middle of the night. How I missed him when I was in the hospital before Kate was born! When I worked CCW overnight during our senior year, he would be so drowsy, but when I wheeled the laundry down the hall, he would come without hesitation.

In fact, he loved me so much, my sister (when I told her I was pregnant with Kate) asked me, "Well, have you told Tristan?" Still brings a smile to my face! He did great with the kids... great meaning that he didn't care that they were here - as long as he could stay with me. He never cared that much for the other dogs or cats, except for Cary Grant. Tristan was truly a one person dog - my dog.

It has been a hard day today. I expect him everywhere. Always underfoot. Always in the room where I am. At my feet when they landed out of bed this morning. Like I tell my clients, it was the right decision to let him go. A hard decision, but the right decision. He would have been 12 years old on Valentine's Day.

I sure do miss my Shadow.

Randomness...

Here are some random statements from our day:

(me) - "Don't pull your pants down until you are in the bathroom stall!"

(me) - "Brooks, what is wrong?" (brooks) - "I probably got a scratch."

(brooks, in a rather loud voice) - "Excuse me Lady!"

(brooks) - "Mama, this Jello is too Jello for me."

Giveaway!

Who wouldn't want something so striking in their home?

How proud would your kids be of this one day?

There is a giveaway for a $50.00 gift certificate from the Nester... check it out!

A study of flowers

Last night, Scott brought roses home. He called it a "JB" gift. They are beautiful!

I have been reading my photography book, again. I really need to stick with studying it... funny how when there are not tests involved it is hard to stick with studying something??? Anyway, I spent some time taking pics at different camera settings.

So, here are some beautiful posies to brighten your day!