A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Went camping this weekend at a campground on the lake, had not been there for a few years. Once there I began to walk around looking at the different sites when I noticed a very old dog. He just lay t...
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many things have happened it’s hard to keep it all straight. We have made new friends and lost some old ones along the way. I can’t help but think of Levi and Fella with their Christmas antler and Christmas caps on their heads and taking it all in stride. So much change and so little time left it seems to me to complete all the missions that lay ahead.
So many friends have gone on to their reward, both human and pets I wonder why sometimes why I am still around? I lost a good friend last week at 72 years old, she was so much a part of my past. Her father was one of those people you never forget for his kindness and gentle ways and she was much like him and yet different. In high school she was one of the popular girls on the cheer leader squad and went off to college and married a preacher. She went to be with the Lord last Friday two years after losing her husband and best friend. Her children and grandchildren came home for the funeral, a bitter sweet reunion.
Sue’s brother is very sick with cancer and the doctors gave him eight to twelve months to live, but he seems to be making the best of it and enjoying the Christmas season. So much to be thankful for and so much to be sad about, but that’s life isn’t it? What beautiful memories we make along the way and can reach back anytime we like and remember those who have touched out lives for the good, Old Fella brought so much joy to all of us and when I look at the memorial in the City Park I am humbled to know that I had a part of the joy he had in the last three years of his life. I look at Mama and the joy she has in her life, knowing she is about at the end at ten to twelve years old. But she is so happy and content, no regrets, no sorrow over past events, just happy to be alive and well in a home that has been provided for her. Last night she kept close to me always watching to see if I was going to move to another room or go outside. All she wants is to feel the soft touch of the hand of the one she loves and to hear the soothing voice telling her she is a good girl.
Next year will bring more changes in all of our lives, I hope for the good. As I think of being named Rver of the Year by the Good Sam’s Club and the highlights of the event in Albuquerque, New Mexico last April I thank God for an old black stray dog that caught my eye and captured my heart and brought so many animals into my life. Mama, Hobo, Suzie, Peaches, Izzie and so many others have left their print in my heart and I am so grateful to have been blessed by them.
Merry Christmas to all and a blessed New Year to you as well.
So many friends have gone on to their reward, both human and pets I wonder why sometimes why I am still around? I lost a good friend last week at 72 years old, she was so much a part of my past. Her father was one of those people you never forget for his kindness and gentle ways and she was much like him and yet different. In high school she was one of the popular girls on the cheer leader squad and went off to college and married a preacher. She went to be with the Lord last Friday two years after losing her husband and best friend. Her children and grandchildren came home for the funeral, a bitter sweet reunion.
Sue’s brother is very sick with cancer and the doctors gave him eight to twelve months to live, but he seems to be making the best of it and enjoying the Christmas season. So much to be thankful for and so much to be sad about, but that’s life isn’t it? What beautiful memories we make along the way and can reach back anytime we like and remember those who have touched out lives for the good, Old Fella brought so much joy to all of us and when I look at the memorial in the City Park I am humbled to know that I had a part of the joy he had in the last three years of his life. I look at Mama and the joy she has in her life, knowing she is about at the end at ten to twelve years old. But she is so happy and content, no regrets, no sorrow over past events, just happy to be alive and well in a home that has been provided for her. Last night she kept close to me always watching to see if I was going to move to another room or go outside. All she wants is to feel the soft touch of the hand of the one she loves and to hear the soothing voice telling her she is a good girl.
Next year will bring more changes in all of our lives, I hope for the good. As I think of being named Rver of the Year by the Good Sam’s Club and the highlights of the event in Albuquerque, New Mexico last April I thank God for an old black stray dog that caught my eye and captured my heart and brought so many animals into my life. Mama, Hobo, Suzie, Peaches, Izzie and so many others have left their print in my heart and I am so grateful to have been blessed by them.
Merry Christmas to all and a blessed New Year to you as well.
