Nothing here is permanent. Eventually, everything breaks down.
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Dogs
Memories Fade – A Tribute
Piezon (Paesano in Italian, means friend)
The years keep ticking by. As of tomorrow, it’ll be nine of them since he left this world.
Memories fade. I hate that.
Two Hundred Words Tuesday
How is your 2018 going so far? I hope it’s superb and gets even better. I like that word “superb.” Don’t recall ever using it before.
Griping or Grateful?
Every year as January 1st draws near, I hear some people say, “I can’t wait to start the new year. Thank God this one is almost over.”
Can you Keep a Secret?
It happened when I was all by myself.
Well, I wasn’t completely alone. My dog, Max was with me. He’s the only one who knows the truth about his crazy fifty-something-year-old biped mom.
I’m Not as Nice as I Thought
I’ve been writing over the past few posts about how I’m not as nice as I believed. I learned this on our vacation in South Dakota. I have further proof.
Live for the Journey
Every year on this date, it’s a must for me to remember this lovable furry guy in the photo. Piezon changed my life and was my everything for eleven and a half years. He had such a palpable spirit and filled up the missing spaces in my life back then (he came to me in place of the children I couldn’t have). He brought along with him a lot of positive spiritual energy that manifested in so many forms. When he died, all that spirit energy seemed to go with him.
