Wow. I am so overwhelmed by just how many people have gone out of their way to contact me via e-mail, facebook, phone calls, etc. when they heard about Lucy. Even my friends who are not dog people (I try not to judge!) have offered their condolences. When I posted about service earlier this week, I didn't anticipate being on the receiving end, but that is exactly what has happened. Thanks to you all!
Infant-me, sitting on the wood floor, looks up at my dad, who is sitting on a brown sofa and smiling down to me Here in the United States, it is Father's Day weekend. I did not realize until recently that Father's Day was not officially made a holiday until 1972. 1972! Now, while I realize that many people consider 1972 eons ago, I do not. I'm glad that fathers have a day of recognition now, because they surely deserve acknowledgement. I thought for this week's Ten Things of Thankful post, I would list ten lessons I'm thankful my dad taught me. My dad is a teacher. Not only did he impart his knowledge to countless junior high aged kids throughout his career, he taught--and still teaches--my siblings and me. He is not a preachy teacher; he's a humble man whose lessons I feel like I learned through osmosis. When he would get home from work, we'd all sit down as a family for supper. Often, our phone would ring, and on the other end of the line would be a paren
Hello, I read your email from the droolers mailing list and found your blog. I am sorry for the lost of your beloved Lucy. She was beautiful and had some very striking colors. RIP and Run Free at the Bridge with the wind blowing your ears. HoundDogMom (Sherri)
ReplyDeleteP.S...We also have a dog blog with 3 bassets (http://www.hounddogmom.blogspot.com) stop by sometime. :)