Hi David, My beautiful, Siberian Husky companion is Natalie. She was my best friend for almost 15 years. She died several years ago and of course my heart was broken. She was so sweet and loved everyone. She went everywhere with me except work of course, although she would have been a great therapy dog. I miss her still and wanted to hon…
Hi David, My beautiful, Siberian Husky companion is Natalie. She was my best friend for almost 15 years. She died several years ago and of course my heart was broken. She was so sweet and loved everyone. She went everywhere with me except work of course, although she would have been a great therapy dog. I miss her still and wanted to honor her by posting this picture. We were at the coast in March and she so happy. Aside from playing and tunneling in the snow, running on the beach was her favorite. She talked like huskies do and would scold me if I was late coming home from work. She will always be my precious copilot.
After Natalie died a feral/abandoned kitten showed up and I started putting food out. I didn’t know the gender until she had kittens. Before I could live trap them and get them fixed mama kitty had 4 more kittens and 2 of her first litter had 11 kittens between them. It took me close to 1 year but I finally was able to catch them and get them all spayed/neutered and vaccinated. I was able to tame several kittens and adopt them out and my neighbor took several. I now have 6 that have become my pets and and another 9 that are outside kitties that I provide food, shelter and veterinary care for. As much as I want another dog, I kind of have my hands full right now between work and my cat rescue farm. My goal when I retire in a few years is to have a rescue home for senior animals. Including dogs, cats and farm animals.
that's beautiful. if I had the right kind of space, I'd already have been doing it. I once (say, fifteen to twenty years ago) had this idea of buying a little place in the country and doing just that. but, while I make friends easily, the main people in my life are HERE, and I can't do without them. and, I hope, vice-versa.
but, responding to Penfist, I've long considered doing just that, based on my own current and abiding physical issues.
ALL of my dogs have been rescues. it only makes sense, since a good rescue group will already have done the appropriate behavioral evaluations.
my last two ESs were mother and daughter, and they both had Degenerative Myelopathy, which we know as ALS. so they had to leave me on the same day. after he'd given the shots and I'd started my sobbing, the vet told Rochelle and Danny to get me someplace else while he did the appropriate removal stuff. I think I sat with them and watched a version of "Hamlet," but I have no real memory of the rest of the day.
Meg was born a therapy dog. she could walk into any room, size everybody up and then walk over to the person who, she figured (always correctly) most needed her attention. and she was ALWAYS right.
I miss them all.
the worst part of getting older (so far, anyway) is losing people, of every species.
It is really painful when we lose them. Natalie was a rescue too. She was picked up running around a town in eastern Oregon and nobody claimed her. She was around 6 months old. She ended up at a rescue near Hood River and I went to meet her. She was sitting on top of a dog house and our faces were at the same height. I said hello and she put one paw on my right shoulder then the other on my left. We locked eyes and she licked my face. Her paws felt like she was hugging me. That was it, I was in love and we were bonded. She continued to give many hugs through the years. I miss her a lot. As I’m sure you do your sweet buddies.
I have cremated my kitties when they cross the Rainbow Bridge, and have instructed my nephew that when I die, he should take the big cry catfood can and dump all of our ashes in together, then release us from a hillside - being sure to have watched the Big Lebowski and be standing upwind.
that's actually an excellent idea. I should have saved Meg and Jo's ashes. I have Portia and Kash'a ashes (the two dogs in the picture I'm currently using). I tried hard to get Rochelle's monster sister to share ashes with me, but she refused. fuck her.
in my case, I keep locks of hair in case cloning becomes inexpensive in my lifetime, which doesn't look promising. but nothing's perfect.
I still have Natalie and 2 of my cat’s ashes in their little shrine I made with pictures, collars and paw prints. Natalie and the 2 cats , Matt and Casper were very close. I want to let them go together but haven’t found the right place yet. And I love The Big Lebowski
it's hard to tell from the picture, but did Natalie have that thing where one eye is blue and the other one's brown? it has a name, which escapes me. but I've always thought it was amazingly cool. I see it in Huskies a LOT. also Aussies and (more occasionally, I think) Border Collies.
Yes her left eye was blue and right eye brown. I think it’s called heterochromia. Native American legend says that dogs with different colored eyes can see heaven and earth. I don’t believe in heaven or hell but I do think Natalie was heaven on earth
Hi David, My beautiful, Siberian Husky companion is Natalie. She was my best friend for almost 15 years. She died several years ago and of course my heart was broken. She was so sweet and loved everyone. She went everywhere with me except work of course, although she would have been a great therapy dog. I miss her still and wanted to honor her by posting this picture. We were at the coast in March and she so happy. Aside from playing and tunneling in the snow, running on the beach was her favorite. She talked like huskies do and would scold me if I was late coming home from work. She will always be my precious copilot.
Rescue a senior dog if you have room in your heart/mind! If you do not, well, no judgment from me. I know how much losing a canine friend hurts.
After Natalie died a feral/abandoned kitten showed up and I started putting food out. I didn’t know the gender until she had kittens. Before I could live trap them and get them fixed mama kitty had 4 more kittens and 2 of her first litter had 11 kittens between them. It took me close to 1 year but I finally was able to catch them and get them all spayed/neutered and vaccinated. I was able to tame several kittens and adopt them out and my neighbor took several. I now have 6 that have become my pets and and another 9 that are outside kitties that I provide food, shelter and veterinary care for. As much as I want another dog, I kind of have my hands full right now between work and my cat rescue farm. My goal when I retire in a few years is to have a rescue home for senior animals. Including dogs, cats and farm animals.
that's beautiful. if I had the right kind of space, I'd already have been doing it. I once (say, fifteen to twenty years ago) had this idea of buying a little place in the country and doing just that. but, while I make friends easily, the main people in my life are HERE, and I can't do without them. and, I hope, vice-versa.
but, responding to Penfist, I've long considered doing just that, based on my own current and abiding physical issues.
ALL of my dogs have been rescues. it only makes sense, since a good rescue group will already have done the appropriate behavioral evaluations.
my last two ESs were mother and daughter, and they both had Degenerative Myelopathy, which we know as ALS. so they had to leave me on the same day. after he'd given the shots and I'd started my sobbing, the vet told Rochelle and Danny to get me someplace else while he did the appropriate removal stuff. I think I sat with them and watched a version of "Hamlet," but I have no real memory of the rest of the day.
Meg was born a therapy dog. she could walk into any room, size everybody up and then walk over to the person who, she figured (always correctly) most needed her attention. and she was ALWAYS right.
I miss them all.
the worst part of getting older (so far, anyway) is losing people, of every species.
It is really painful when we lose them. Natalie was a rescue too. She was picked up running around a town in eastern Oregon and nobody claimed her. She was around 6 months old. She ended up at a rescue near Hood River and I went to meet her. She was sitting on top of a dog house and our faces were at the same height. I said hello and she put one paw on my right shoulder then the other on my left. We locked eyes and she licked my face. Her paws felt like she was hugging me. That was it, I was in love and we were bonded. She continued to give many hugs through the years. I miss her a lot. As I’m sure you do your sweet buddies.
I have cremated my kitties when they cross the Rainbow Bridge, and have instructed my nephew that when I die, he should take the big cry catfood can and dump all of our ashes in together, then release us from a hillside - being sure to have watched the Big Lebowski and be standing upwind.
that's actually an excellent idea. I should have saved Meg and Jo's ashes. I have Portia and Kash'a ashes (the two dogs in the picture I'm currently using). I tried hard to get Rochelle's monster sister to share ashes with me, but she refused. fuck her.
in my case, I keep locks of hair in case cloning becomes inexpensive in my lifetime, which doesn't look promising. but nothing's perfect.
I still have Natalie and 2 of my cat’s ashes in their little shrine I made with pictures, collars and paw prints. Natalie and the 2 cats , Matt and Casper were very close. I want to let them go together but haven’t found the right place yet. And I love The Big Lebowski
it's hard to tell from the picture, but did Natalie have that thing where one eye is blue and the other one's brown? it has a name, which escapes me. but I've always thought it was amazingly cool. I see it in Huskies a LOT. also Aussies and (more occasionally, I think) Border Collies.
Yes her left eye was blue and right eye brown. I think it’s called heterochromia. Native American legend says that dogs with different colored eyes can see heaven and earth. I don’t believe in heaven or hell but I do think Natalie was heaven on earth