8.22.2017

August 22, 2017

White Dog came out from her fortress behind the chairs and stood intently listening. One-by-one the rest of The White Dog Army came to stand beside her…all with ears cocked forward.

The silence was much louder than Trixie’s labored breathing had been.

Just like that, the White Dog Army was ten.

Trixie,  you will be missed in so many ways.

Who is going to be the official counter-surfer?
And how will we most efficiently recycle without our best shredder and garbage disposal?
Who will gracefully clomp, the Doppler effect in action, in her  special “stealth” search for something munchable?
Who will the WDA pass “under’; no one else is tall enough to be the Bridge when the WDA plays “London Bridges.”
Who is going to lead the “Girls Patrol” nite-nite walks?
Who would have thought momma would miss the sound of SOME pup slurping water from the toilet?
Who will press the side of her face into my palm and grin as I scratch that one spot long the crease of her right ear?
Who will remorselessly, stubbornly, independently insist on doing it "My Way" at every single turn?


Remember, you are forever one of the White Dog Army. And that you are a brave indomitable spirit who  exemplifies nobility, courage, love. AND that your quirky character makes you the unique determined girl never to be forgotten.


Know peace and a body healed from illness and age. Hold in your heart that you ARE loved for all time. Until later, Sweet Girl.

3 comments:

Random Felines said...

Peace and love to all of you. Safe journey Trixie

Brian's Home Blog said...

We are very sorry to hear about dear Trixie. Love and hugs dear friends.

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