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- November 6th, 2007
I guess it's dog week. It's amazing to me how much Moose just fits into our lives. and how sometimes that means we take this for granted. I forget sometimes how short the span of doggie lives are. They are there every day, with those big sweet eyes staring up at you, smiling, licking my tears away, celebrating my happiness, getting excited at squirrels, balloons, and curling up to bed with me when G is out of town. I need to give him an extra hug tonight, as the fleeting amount of time I get with him is swiftly brought to my attention. He's almost 4 now, not a puppy anymore.
I am dog sitting for an older dog, he can't see well, has a hard time with the door, and not walking into it. He had a hard time getting up and down stairs, even just getting up from lying down. He doesn't have many teeth left and slows down walking up hills, he's old, and it makes me sad.
And an old family friend dog passed away today. I remember when they decided to keep Chewy, when she became part of the family. I remember dog sitting for Chewy, how she'd chase her tail. I remember her circling the room at holidays, and those eyes, what a sweet girl.
I wish their lives were longer, but maybe then the time we have with them wouldn't be as sweet.