Dog Memories

To the last drop. Lula is my example of how to live. She was a powerhouse until the end, literally. […]

The trail was all yours today. We got out about 10:00 this morning while the sky was misting. The air

Quiet in this house. Cindy has gone to hang with her sisters in Northern California. We spent the summer there.

Ready for it. Morning’s are a beast. Waking up, the thought that Lula’s not here slowly crystalizes in my thoughts.

I’m looking forward to when “now” is a little less heavy. Lula was a powerhouse. Whatever the event or activity,

Get moving. Nobody truly understands the pain of this loss, other than Cindy and I. There are degrees of understanding,

Now you don’t. It happened in a flash. We picked Lula up as a pup in Eureka Oregon, eleven years

Lula was a once in a lifetime companion. That’s the truth. I should have seen that earlier. I took her

But thanks. We got Lula’s ashes back yesterday. Tomorrow, it’s Thanksgiving. I’m grateful for the time I had with Lula.

The swimmer. We took Lula to Sandpoint lake in Idaho for a group party one summer. Our friends and neighbors