My Dog Grissom- Pt.2

It just breaks my heart to have to write this. It is so sad, but it's true. Two days after I posted my note about my new dog Grissom, he was poisoned. I don't know why anyone would want to harm a dog especially a puppy, like Grissom. He wasn't even 4 months old yet. He wasn't a bad dog and he didn't vark all the time. He didn't howl at night or anything like that. But yet, someone around my neighborhood just does not want me to have a yard dog. I don't know why anyone would so so cruel as to do something as harmful as poisoning a dog. I'd come closer to harming a human before I'd do any harm to an animal, especially a beautiful little pup like Grissom. I just hope Grissom understands that I did not have anything to do with his death. I would not wannt him to think that I would ever harm him in any harm like he was harmed before my husband found him on that deserted dirt road. I loved him so very much and cry every time I think about him. I had planned to get him a red collar at Christmas to show him how much he meant to me. I hope he knows what he meant to me. I miss him so much that my heart actually hurts when I think about him which is very often. When I go into the back yard or when I'm washing dishes. His grave can be seen from my kitchen window. It's just so very sad that some people can not or have not ever had feeling such as I have about an animal. For if they had, they could never have come under the cover of nightnight and did this horrible thing to my dog I just pray that whomever did this will turn to God for help because they really need God a lot more than I need for them to be punished.

My husband buried Grissom right along side of Mulder. I know that Mulder will just take over and make Grissom feel right at home up there in heaven. I know there are dogs, all kinds of animals in heaven, God would never have left dogs out. I know that my two dogs are running side by side through the hillsides of heaven where nothing will ever harm them again. One day, I'll make the same trip they have already made and I know that when I step on heaven's shore that my two wonderful dogs will be waiting for me like they always did when they would hear the back door opening. I love my dogs and they loved me. I miss them like I miss any of my family that goes away. It's a shame that there is somebody in my neighborhood that doesn't know this kind of love and really does not know this kind of....pain.

My New Dog, Grissom.......

This is a picture of my new dog Grissom. My husband found him abandoned on a dirt road where he was working. He was so small and puny. He looked like he had never been fed anything. My husband said, ' He'll probably not make it through the night.' I started working with the pup right then. Keeping him warm and trying to feed him. He was so frightened. Someone must have treated him terribly because he was so scared of everything. I gave him some medicine that I had given my other dogs once and this kind of helped him get better, I think. It must have because he's growing like a normal pup now. He's playful and very active. But, there's still a little of the fright left because when you usually pick up a pup the first thing they'll do is try to lick your face. Grissom won't lick you at all or even attempt. I really think it scares him a little to be picked up and loved. Guess if you've never had, you really don't know how to react to it when you receive it. I am still working with him and loving him more and more each and every day. I think Grissom came into my life to fill the void left in my heart that occured when Mulder died. We found out that Mulder had been poisoned. Grissom won't be a Mulder but he will be my new baby. He's so pretty and he's going to enjoy living. No one is going to desert him again.

My Cat, Kit

This is Kit, the newest member of our household. He's an indoor cat that is very clean but still a kitten. We've only had him since February but he's a real family member. He gets along great with BigBoy. You should see them play together. They chase each other, wrestle and they do not hurt one another in the least. Every night when I'm relaxing in my chair, BigBoy lays beside me and Kit will lay on my lap and they both sleep. Sometimes Kit's tale will drape over BigBoy's head. They are so cute. Now, maybe our family is complete, but you never know. This time next week I may have another animal, cat, dog, possum, rabbit, I really never know!

{Mulder, my baby{2002-2006}

My Dog, Mulder

My dog, Mulder, the Border Collie, died on Sunday, January 29, 2006. He died sometime between 10am-1pm while we were at church. We don't know why or what caused it. Mulder was my baby and my favorite dog of all the dogs I've ever had. He was 3.6 years old. I miss him very much. He was so smart and so beautiful. I wish I could stop the tears from flowing but I've lost a member of my family in Mulder. I don't understand why he died and I feel guilty thinking that maybe there was something I could have done had I just took a little more notice, but I was getting dressed for church, it was raining and it just didn't click in my head. I surely miss him terribly.
I just cannot get him out of my mind. It's like an ache that has taken residence in my heart. Each time I think about him, I start to cry. It really hurts badly. I wish I'd had taken just a few seconds to go out and see about him. I should have known something because my husband had the backdoor open looking out and any time that door opens Mulder runs up the back steps, in any kind of weather, rain, sleet, snow, anything. I saw him laying in his doghouse with his head laying in the door but I just attributed it to the fact that he didn't want to come out in the rain. I was just not thinking! I could just hit myself, there may have been a little something I could have done. I could have least sit there and rubbed and patted his head, his beautiful head. I pray to God that it was nothing I did that may have caused his death, I don't think I could live with that.
I know that if there are dogs in heaven, Mulder is there. He's such a beautiful, obedient dog that I know that he is herding sheep there. I know also, that one day, soon, I will see him again and again we will play fetch, Again he will try his best to crawl upon my lap and sit like he did when he was a puppy. I will never forget Mulder, he was my baby that actually helped me through the rehabilatation sessions I had to go through when I had my sugeries. He kept me from losing hope.
I love you Mulder and you will forever be in my heart. You will always be my baby.

Newest Picture of BigBoy 

More From My Alter Ego

My alter ego wants so much to become a writer, a published writer that is. Her aspirations are a lot higher than my own, I suppose. Me, I'm happy just being a Personal Care Assistant in Home Health while she wants something that's going to result in montatary value. I tend to want to help other people while she wants someone to cater to her, like a writing talent scout or whatever you call those guys. I'm happy doing things for what other folks would call nothing[moneywise] while she wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole. It's sometimes becomes a hostile battleground between her and myself, most of the time I win but she comes close sometimes.
Anyway, here are a few more pearls of wisdom that she boast of. Enjoy????????

When

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When you are the loved one, there is happiness.

When you are the gifted one, there is success.

When you are the clown, there is merriment.

When you are the lonely one, there is nothing.

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