Do You Remember…

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Melancholy Girl…

Part 3

In his elder years, Harleys’ face reminded me of one of the two wrinkly faced grumpy hecklers from the Muppets.  He eventually became blind as a bat, but still always tilted his head in this ridiculous fashion, as if he could still see.  When he was a pup, both he and his brother would drag each other around on their shared tether, both trying to show us where to go.  In his late years, however, Harley would go out to pee and simply forget where he was, wandering off in confusion.  We tethered him to the porch at that point, and he was content to wander and fake pee on imaginary bushes… seriously, he would lift his leg at nothing, and act like he was peeing on it. 

Through ups and downs and over hill and dale, that dog matured into the finest dog I have ever known… I admit that I cry a little bit when I think back on things… We lay him to rest three summers ago, with all the dignity he so deserved.  I am not sure why, but that goofy dog gave me 16 unforgettable years, and left an indelible mark upon my soul, forever…

You would think that I would be done with having pets after that, but it is the opposite.  Harley changed me, and in a deep deep place.  That sweet, dumb little pug gave me hope… restored some of my joy while I traveled dark and often lonely paths…  It is just like in life when we risk hurt, in order to receive love from another. Harley reminded me that the benefits far outweigh the risks, as far as how truly loving another soul is concerned. I have decided, it might not be about the destination, as much as the journey there…

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”

John 3:16 NIV

Thank you Harley, for reminding mamma…

We are Florphans right at this time, but I know that somewhere out there is a Flurby, looking for a Florphan to adopt, and so I shall be a good girl and prepare the best big eyed Florphan smile for my hopeful forever home.  Either way, I like to let everyone know that I am potty trained, I do not chew clothing or destroy furniture, and I rarely bite…

13 thoughts on “Do You Remember…”

  1. I feel sad… I lived with Harley for three days but feels like knowing him for long. My sensitivity wants to shed tears with you… I just wish Harley could have been alive to spend some more memorable years with his mumma..
    Happy to you that you are going to bring another bundle of joy with unlimited happiness in store for you.. loved the cute pictures of Harley. May he rest in peace.

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  4. The sad fact is that pets just don’t live as long as we do. All of our furbabies are elderly and we’re facing end of life decisions for two of them right now. It’s not easy.

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  5. Awe what an adorable face he had. ❤️You should do it, we are RV-ers too and have a Chihuahua/Shih-Tzu & a cat on the road & it just wouldn’t be the same without them on our adventures with us.

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