Monday, March 27, 2006

The adventures of Zoey

A sweet little trouble maker has made her way into our hearts. It all started when I decided to check out a "discounted" puppy (being the clearance crazy person that I am) at a little petshop in town. She was a three month old "silky-chon" so I asked to meet her. Right away this bundle of energy ran over grabbed a toy and went crazy! She was kissing me, bringing me toys and just plain adorable. I couldn't believe that anyone would look over her. After several attempts to reach Todd, I reluctantly left without leaving a deposit, hoping that she would be left if we returned.

Soon after, I talked to Todd to which I said, "I found her!" The whole family returned to the pet shop later that day and sure enough our little puppy was there waiting for us. We all agreed she couldn't stay there any longer!

When we brought Zoey home, everyone crowded around her crate calling for her to come out. Scared that these giants would eat her whole, she stayed tucked inside her crate until the big people back off.
Since we were dog sitting for Todd's parents, Zoey's first encounter with a "grown-up" dog other than her mom was quite exciting! She tried everything to play with Rascal, but the little ankle biter just set him on the run! Slowly, they learned to play (Zoey thought she needed every toy in Rascal's mouth) and they began playing tug-of-war with everything they could find. It was so fun to watch!
Now, we are without the extra dog, and Zoey will be able to adjust to life as the "dog of the house". She is never without attention and love and she seems to enjoy all of it. Zoey loves to be near us whether happily chewing on a bone, ripping up newspapers she finds and especially when she is exhausted from all the hard work she does (hey, being the littlest thing in the house can be hard work too!).
Signs of our deceased Haley are still around, but Zoey has brought puppy love back into our home. On Saturday, I watched Caleb retrieve a picture of Haley and show it to Zoey. I'd like to think that perhaps Haley and Zoey would have learned to be good play mates as well.

We are so thankful that God saved this little discounted puppy just for us.

Welcome, Zoey!!

Sunday, March 19, 2006


Many who will read this have already read Todd's version of our departing friend, but I need to let out my heart a bit as well. Sunday morning I was very irritated with our dog, Haley. She could be very stubborn and would frequently hide under the deck and refuse to come out. I took it like any other time and told her she could stay out in the cold if she wanted. With that, we left for church and upon returning, found her curled up in the flower bed. It was so shocking to see her lifeless body there. We called to her and even poked her gently and suddenly the reality began to sink in. She had died. It was hard to control the emotions watching our two kids melt down and sob. Our son (6 yrs) simply said "Mommy, we shouldn't have left her outside".
I have many times made comments on how much our dog annoyed me. She loved to escape into the woods behind us and roll in smelly stuff, roll all over Todd's side of the bed and leave masses of white hair behind, bark at our neighbors and so on. But in the end, I guess all I could think about was her sweet disposition and her ability to make us happy. She was a loyal dog and a part of our family for 10 yrs.
The most painful part of it all was that I wasn't with her when she died. I feel so guilty that she was dying under the deck and possibly in pain yet I was assuming she was just disobeying me.
Monday when I left for work, I tried to keep my thoughts from dwelling on her absence. When I went to pick up my keys off the table, I turned around and caught myself before saying "Goodbye, Haley". Routines like that are the hardest to deal with. I find myself worried that I did not feed her or let her in at night.

It was so hard to watch Todd lay her body in the ground. We wrapped her in a towel and I was sad that she would be put into a cold puddle that had formed in the hole. I didn't want her to be cold. I never could imagine that I would be sitting here crying over a pet two days after she departed. I feel so silly, yet the hurt is so real. I only hope that God will guide us to the next family puppy so that our hearts will once again feel a little more full.

Haley, we could never replace you. Thanks for being such a loyal friend.