Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Twelve Years and Six Months.....


Can a person every have "too much" time with their dog. I doubt it..... Freckles was like Marley when we first got him at 7 1/2 weeks of age... I never thought I'd survive puppyhood with him. But I did.  Now 12 1/2 years later I look back on the first months (well maybe first year and a half) and I realize how quickly it flew by.  My neighbors would just laugh when I told them my woes.... and to this day they still laugh at me and recall all of my "Freckles stories". 

Now I sit here knowing he's hooked up to an IV with the possibility of making a decision soon. He's not suffering at all right now, he's just not feeling well. I'll get through it and will make the best decision for him (not me). In fact, the vet already knows my wishes.

I got lots of great photos of him, and for that I am thrilled! When I repaint my office, some of my "Freckles art" will be proudly displayed on my wall - especially this last photo....( I am so glad I got a good camera)

Twelve years and six months flew by................

3 comments:

Christina said...

The years, the memories . . . when we get to this stage of life with our beloved dogs, it's the part that's the hardest. Hugs to you and Freckles.

Life with Kaishon said...

My heart is breaking for you Dot.
I am so sorry.

Matty said...

Oh no. I'm so sorry. Pets are just like family members, and it's heartbreaking when their time comes. I hope Freckles surprises everyone and gets better. But if not, I'm sure all the good memories will keep a smile on your face.