I’m going out for the first time today since it happened. Unfortunately I still have multiple sclerosis to deal with and I have doctor appointments and physical therapy. I prefer the solace of my home. It is my comfort zone not only because of my MS but also for the memory and sadness of Boomer. I’ve been sleeping which is a good thing although I hate walking into my room. I hate knowing he isn’t coming into the bed to…
The outpouring of love and support has been so kind. Everyone who has ever owned and loved a pet understands the pain of losing one. Anyone that knows me, knows what Boomer meant to me. He was MY first dog. My dad had dogs when I was little but I didn’t live with my dad. I didn’t grow up with dogs in my day to day life. Boomer came right before my divorce started. We picked him up in April,…
He wasn’t eating well and stopped mostly when I went away for the weekend. This wonderful boy waited until I got home to say goodbye. It happened so fast I didn’t know he was about to leave us. If I did. I would have held his paw the whole evening. I will miss him so much.there will forever be an absence in my heart. No other dog will ever be my Boomer. I’m so grateful for all the joy he’s…
First we know that marshmallow is spelled with an A but the story of how this little guy got his name goes like this…My daughter and I picked him up at the breeder this little white bumpkin. As we were driving home, I was conversing with my older sister (notice how I put the older dig in their ?). I admitted to getting another dog. Silence fell on the other end of the phone until finally my sister says, “is…
This was the breeders picture posted of my Boomer (the breeder called him Stewart). He was 1 of 6 in the litter. When I finally got the “yes you can get the dog” from my then husband, it was Boomer and the girl Molly left. The breeder had a family coming that afternoon to take my Boomer. Heartbroken I said I’d take the girl Molly and wired my $200 deposit. To my wonderful delight I got a call that the…
There are so many things in my life I am truly grateful for and I can dedicate numerous posts to each of them. Today I want to talk about the ones that can never read my post. I actually started with cats. My first apartment didn’t allow dogs. Each fight my ex-husband and I had resulted in another cat. My dad, who always owned dogs, used to say “you’re a dog person”. I started pushing to get a dog as…
