Just a note from every day life this time, and a photo I wanted to share.
I shot this photo last week and can't help myself. I keep coming back to look at it.
After last week's encounter with the vet, Kenzo's smile and high-five speak volumes I like to think.
There is not much I can add in words, which Kenzo is not already telling in that photo.
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Dogs Don't Lie
"You might need to consider if you want to offer him this life. You might want to consider euthanasia."
Silence.
"We need to discuss this next time we meet.", the vet said.
Silence.
"We need to discuss this next time we meet.", the vet said.
Sunday, June 14, 2015
A Must Have on a Tough Subject
I am glad I read this book.
I am even more glad to have it, waiting on my book shelf. Ready to help me when that monster called grief, will show its ugly face again.
I read Roxanne Hawn's "Heart Dog: Surviving the Loss of Your Canine Soul Mate" with two questions in mind, was Viva my heart dog? am I wallowing? I got my answers, but more importantly, I also found things I could have done differently that would have helped me coping with the grief. Something I never expected would happen.
Grief is immensely personal, and I remember how I also wanted to own it. Find my way. Not listen to others. Being stubborn about that nobody could help me, and how I persisted on drinking the cup empty alone.
I am even more glad to have it, waiting on my book shelf. Ready to help me when that monster called grief, will show its ugly face again.
I read Roxanne Hawn's "Heart Dog: Surviving the Loss of Your Canine Soul Mate" with two questions in mind, was Viva my heart dog? am I wallowing? I got my answers, but more importantly, I also found things I could have done differently that would have helped me coping with the grief. Something I never expected would happen.
Grief is immensely personal, and I remember how I also wanted to own it. Find my way. Not listen to others. Being stubborn about that nobody could help me, and how I persisted on drinking the cup empty alone.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
My Hero
There we went, up into the spotlight. Me with Tilde, Dina with Emil, and Louise with Ronja. Three Hovawarts rescued from the puppy mill.
The host started talking, but I didn't hear what he was saying, as I tried to keep my focus on Tilde. Tilde was noticing one of the cameras was moving towards her and she sounded the infamous Hovawart alarm with a bark. The audience present in the studio laughed. More cameras zoomed in on Tilde.
The host started talking, but I didn't hear what he was saying, as I tried to keep my focus on Tilde. Tilde was noticing one of the cameras was moving towards her and she sounded the infamous Hovawart alarm with a bark. The audience present in the studio laughed. More cameras zoomed in on Tilde.
Sunday, June 7, 2015
Finding Mr. Right
I was puzzled. We had just passed a group of road workers, and Tilde had done everything in her power to greet them. She just didn't let me pass by, pulling the leash, wiggling her body with her tail slashing from left to right. The men noticed, and one approached to reach out his arm for Tilde to sniff. Tilde made a slight hesitation, which I thought was odd considering all the trouble she went through to get closer, but then she went in to earn her cuddle.
Saturday, June 6, 2015
We Are Getting Naked With Edie
It's time to get naked. Edie Jarolim is a writer who inspires me. Give me any book, article or blog post. If she wrote it, I want to read it.
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