For Tuni

It's been a rough time lately for the pug blogging community and another little girl has gone to the Bridge. I remember finding The Girls blog and seeing Sequoia and Tuni.  Tuni was such a tiny little pug and had a magical tongue.  She also had a very special friend in Winston.  Yesterday was Tuni's turn to go to the Bridge.  I'm thinking she was greeted by so many from the pug blogging community that she knew she was home and safe. She'll be looking down on her sisters Sequoia and Emma and her parents and her new brudder and making sure they are okay.  Maybe you can help her and offer some words of comfort to her family at this sad time.

Raise a glass

Yet another furiend has left us for the Bridge.  This morning it was Hanklin and I'll Tell Ya What   he's gonna be telling his stories, and rolling his eyes and causing happy chaos with all the other furiends that greeted him there. So raise a glass, or a can as the case may be, of some ice cold PBR to Hank! And maybe go give some love and support to his mom and dad who miss their little boy.

Pink For Payton

May is the month for flowers.  It's the second half of the saying April showers bring May flowers.  It is when you can safely put flowers outside (after Mother's Day, I'm told, so you know you're past the last frost). I don't have a yard; I don't have any ground to plant in; but I do have a balcony, that gets sun for the whole afternoon.  And yesterday I decided it was finally time to get some flowers.  I got some petunias - back where I used to live I would plant petunias in the border in front - they were easy, looked very pretty (even though the white ones would be eaten by the local rabbits) and were relatively easy to care for. I looked and looked before I found just the right ones. And there they were - white petunias that would make difficult rabbit food on my third floor balcony; purple petunias because my favorite color is purple; and pink petunias for Payton.  In a week of Midwest pug events, I thought it was a good time to remember Payton.  I'll see the flowers every day and I'll think of Payton, and her family.  

In the rising of the sun

And in it's going down,

In the blowing of the wind

And in the chill of winter, 

In the opening of buds

And in the rebirth of spring,

We will remember you. 

In the blueness of the sky

And in the warmth of summer,

In the rustling of leaves

And in the beauty of autumn,

In the beginning of the year

And when it ends,

We will remember you. 

When we are weary

And in need of strength,

When we are lost and sick at heart,

When we have joys we yearn to share,

We will remember you. 

For long as we live, you too shall live,

For you are a part of us,

And we will always remember. 

And in the pink flowers we remember Payton, a brave and loyal little pug, and her loving family.  Payton will always be there, always be a part of us because she touched our hearts. And we will always remember. 

Opening Day

It is somehow fitting that today is opening day for the Chicago Cubs.  With a late winter/early spring that found temperatures in mid-July form, a rebirth was beginning - trees started budding, flowers poked through the ground, the ivy was turning green on the outfield wall and a new management team was in place on the north side.  And this Sunday is Easter, probably the ultimate expression of rebirth.   Spring is the time for waking from a long winter slumber - not the hibernation of the bears but the dreary, sun-shortened days of winter.  It's a time for freshening your home, for a new spring wardrobe and renewed energy as the daylight hours are longer.  It's a time to come alive again, to live fully once again, to permit yourself a fresh start.  Through the difficult days of winter, through difficult days of loss, it is comforting to know that things do get better, that life goes on, that the spring will follow the winter.

Surrounded by Love

One of the most important things we can experience in life is to be loved and Payton was indeed loved.  Though I never had the pleasure to meet her, I knew of her struggle with PDE and the dedication of her mom and dad, and Gammy and Gampy to make her life the best that it could possibly be. Things just were finally too much for her and it became time for Payton to go to the bridge.  Her little body had fought for so long but just didn't have it in her to fight another battle.  But when she left us, she had lived her life to the fullest and had taught us many lessons along the way. And though like her namesake she left us much too soon, she was surrounded by love. May the love she gave back sustain her family until once again they are all united and the circle of love is once again complete. Run free Payton! 

Another Angel at the Bridge

Today sweet Yoda went to the Rainbow Bridge.  He was only 9 years young and his parents don't really know what happened, but I know that sweet Yoda is looking down on them now and will do his best to relieve some of their pain.  His brother Brutus and sister Ellie will need lots of extra loving and attention now for they, too, will grieve.  Go over and offer a little love to his family.  I think Payton's Gampy said it best: Lord, one of your beautiful creatures has come home, please bless the loving family who cared for Yoda until you called. 

Hats of Hope

I'm posting today for Judi, the mom over at SASS. She's facing some medical issues and while I don't know her, offering support is what we do here in the bloggyland! If you have a moment, go on over and offer her some support, and maybe a scritch or two to the kitties.