Simon

the cutest lil chocolate chip coloured wiener dog was killed by wild animals last weekend. i just found out about it today, via email from his mom.

seems he and his side kick played out in the woods on a regular basis. the thought being that his bigger and tougher friend would be able to save him from danger- no such luck; and really would there ever be enough luck against the coyotes and such? agreed there is no guarantee in life or of life, and at least he met his maker doing what he loved to do: play outside and bark as though he owned the world!

he had it good. he was loved well by his mom, his granny and others. he could be an asshole at times, whether having suffered from short mans syndrome, demanding a lap or whining till he was put onto the bed. but let me tell you, once he got up into your arms and spooned with ya- the bad ass boy image was forgotten. we had a morning ritual that included brushing his teeth my toothbrush, wake up scratches and unintelligible words of love that touched my heart. he was a loving lil dog and very protective.


hugs to the neely family as he was one of their own. prayers to his pal Desiree as she heals from her wounds, both physical and emotional. she did her best i am sure.

a chapter closes for me; and i feel a great sense of loss.i walk with a heavy heart and a giant hole in my spirit. my love to you sn during this most difficult time.

simon joins uncle norman, stanley and bob the cat. they await our arrival.
the picture is clear and makes one smile : bob sleeping in the salad bowl, norman staring at a unattended pound of butter and stan chasing the pigeons in a circle at granville island..

i love you lil dog! be good.