The Six Months Point
Yesterday was the six month anniversary of the day we lost Abby. (Or the day we helped her get fitted for her wings, as I like to think of it.)
But Abby had other ideas. She put many little signs in front of me all day yesterday!
Here are a few:
In the morning when Rita and I were heading out for our walk, I pulled Rita's leash and harness out of the drawer - only somehow Abby's old harness came out instead of Rita's walking harness. Of course Rita was very interested in it since it smelled like Abby. (Sometimes I wonder if Rita is thinking, "Where is that other dog that lives here?" since she plays with Abby's old toys and sleeps in Abby's old bed.)
|Giggling in the daisies|
|Pouncing on bugs.|
In the afternoon I finally got around to going to Michael's to buy frames for some pictures/paintings I've had sitting in the closet for months. Of course, one of them was the 8X10 of the pic below of our little familial unit, so I was carrying that around the store with me for a long time, looking at my gorgeous girl.
|"I'm ready for my close up, Ms. DeMille. I mean, Mama"|
|Running like a maniac|
There were at least three other things too last night, so finally I was, like "Ok, I get it! You want me to pay attention to you and make a fuss!"
|All hail the Princess|
|"Mmmm. Frosty Paws...."|
|"This. Place. Is. Awesome!"|
So, that's why I've plastered some of my favorite pics throughout today's post: to remember (and make a fuss over) what a special girl she was.
|"Nom nom nom"|
And Now For Something Completely Different
|"That looks good..."|
That night, we decided we needed to be home in case Rita was afraid of the fire works. Since this is her first Fourth of July, we weren't really sure how she'd react. You may have seen in the news about the "Big Bay Boom/Bust."
From our living room, it sounded like a rocket ship launching into space. And Rita was OK with that. But not Elmo and George. Nope, they hid under the guest bed and covered their eyes. (Or "eye" in Elmo's case. Notice, though, that he covered the space where his other eye used to be. Old habits...)
|They really did have something to fear when Rita came along...|
Rita would love it if they could stay forever. ("Forever" meaning until she's done killing them.)
|"I'll take this! Thank you."|
|"I'm going to kill you, Elmo!"|
|"No, Mama! Must. Kill." "But, Rita, he has another Tour stop!"|
|Rita in the "MonkeyButt Bunnies - It's All About the Ears" cape|
|She got a treat for enduring that!|
Stay tuned for lots of news about the book (in print!!! It's HERE - but only available for purchase direct from CreateSpace so far; it'll be at Amazon soon!), and some links to guest posts and whatnot.