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I’ve been thinking about this incredible dog a lot today.
She would’ve been 7 years old on Friday, the 26th.
I spent Friday morning stressed and nervous; I was forgetting something.
Late afternoon things calmed down and the day was really turning around. It was becoming a really great day after all.
Then I remembered what I had forgotten: Ella’s birthday.
The funny thing (but not “ha ha” funny, strange funny) is, as I remembered what day it was, my mood only improved. It brought a smile to my face. I didn’t expect that. I thought I would cry, I didn’t.
I miss her. I really miss her. But her birthday, her first birthday since her passing, did not darken what was turning out to be a great day, it only made it better. I don’t know why. I can’t explain it. I guess I just… felt, somehow, closer to her in a way.
Today, however, I’ve been battling the waterworks as I look through her pictures. I miss this bossy, noisy, sweet, weird, funny, overly affectionate, gorgeous mutt.
Today Petal is 3 years old.
When the heck did that happen?
Probably while I was sleeping, because I’m pretty sure she was still this small just yesterday.
So far we’ve celebrated with a new toy, cookies, a mini photo shoot, and some
crazy time play time outside with our houseguest, Pepper.
All things that Petal enjoys.
She was totally into ripping up that paper until she found the hidden cookie within, then it wasn’t so much fun anymore.
“All of that for one cookie? I don’t think so. You open it, human.”
I have to say, Pepper runs insanely fast. She kept up with Petal well.
There’s also something about watching a little dog run that is so funny, and adorable, to me.
They’re all snoozing as I type this, so I think it’s safe to say they’ve had a pretty good day so far. And seeing as Petal was the first to go down, I think she has had a good birthday.
I still can’t believe she’s three.
I’m so grateful to have this amazing dog in my life.
She makes me laugh and she makes me smile. She makes even the bad days brighter. She keeps me on my toes. She offers the sweetest snuggles and the silliest antics.
The morning after Ella passed away I was sitting on the couch, moping and losing myself in it all, in all the ‘what ifs’ and ‘I can’t believe… ‘ and Petal looked at me and then walked away. At the time, I didn’t realize how deliberate that look was, but thinking back on it, I can’t help but believe that it was very deliberate. At the time, I thought nothing of it until she came back with a packaged fish from the kitchen sink (where it had been defrosting in hot water). She just casually walked into the family room with the clear packaging swinging back and forth in her mouth and she looked right at me again, making eye contact with me and forcing me to come back into the present and out of my own guilt-ridden thoughts.
“Petal! What do you have?” I asked her.
She bowed her head and then jerked it upward as she released the package, sending it flying underneath the dog cot. Then she looked at me and I swear if dogs could talk she would’ve said, “Noooothiiing.” in a tone that should imply innocence, but really implies the exact opposite.
On a normal day this would’ve just been a silly, normal, thing to giggle at and then post on Facebook or here, on the blog, but since it wasn’t a normal day— it was far from a normal day— it meant more than that. Which probably sounds silly, but it’s all about the timing. I really needed that, that reason to smile and to laugh, and Petal gave me that just when I needed it the most. I think she knew it was what I needed. I don’t believe for a second that it was just a coincidence or that she was “just looking for a snack”* if that had been the case, she would’ve ripped open the packaging and eaten the fish, she certainly wouldn’t have shown it to me and then thrown it away.
So thank you, Petal, for being the sweet, loving, goofball that you are.
a new collar and a new ball!
Ella hasn’t had a new collar in two years (that’s a world record for her; she ruins the usual collar within weeks, thank goodness I discovered Dublin Dog collars) and though she didn’t really need a new one, I got her one anyway, because hey, it’s her birthday!
She also got some tasty dog cookies from our local pet store/bakery.
Because no birthday is complete without cookies!
Today is also Thankful Thursday.
How great is that?
Today, on Ella’s birthday (and everyday, but today especially), we are thankful for Ella.
We’re grateful she’s so strong and healthy.
We’re grateful for her kisses and snuggles.
We’re grateful for her silly, wiggly dances, even if it does hurt like the dickens when you stand too close to her tail.
Yes, I did just say “hurt like the dickens”
We’re grateful for her hilarious “roo roo roooo”s and the way she’ll shimmy down a dirt hill on her back.
We’re grateful for her entire sweet self.
Especially her extremely soft ears.
Thank you Cokie the Cat for hosting this blog hop!
I can’t believe how quickly she grew.
But at the same time..
Has it really only been two years since I brought this sweet little puppy home?
It seems like she’s always been here.
We celebrated with a romp in the snow, presents and some yummy dog cookies!
And, of course, plenty of pictures.
But don’t worry. I limited myself.
Sort of. ;]
Present! A Kong Frisbee (Petal is my first dog who has shown some real interest in a frisbee and we had been playing with our collapsable water bowl for awhile) and some (not pictured) dog treats! Okay, so it’s really a small bag of Orijen kibble because it was cheaper then the actual training treats, haha.
A quick video of Petal opening, or at least partially opening, her present.
Happy birthday sweet Petal!
Now that you’re 2, I expect better behavior. ;]
Just kidding, you’re a good girl.
I couldn’t have asked for a better dog or a better friend.
Thank you, Lassie, for being my loyal friend, for giving me a reason to get up in the morning even when life gets hard, for loving me unconditionally and teaching me so much. Thank you for the laughs, the tears, the snuggles, the kisses, the fun, the joy and the adventures.
I love you, Booger! ♥
Sorry your birthday present was so late, Ella! ♥