09/30/2024
Four years ago to this dark thirty still early morning- :(
For this day with the reading I will begin with 'Memory Tears'-
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The Struggle, Juggle and Battle are Real....π
When The One You Love More Than All Others Is Tired....π
The , By All That Is Holy-Still So Willing....
But The that Embodies that is nearing it's useful end...
For the last five months; We've been on a , Missa P*e Wee and I......
Six weeks ago, a Very Wise Doctor got to the Root of Her Respiratory issues...
And Missa P*eWee of the Water play, help Mom feed ,dig those damned moles outa and for Ice Cream at the Sonic-Was Back....
I'd prayed the hardest , back when it was cold and it was all she could do , to go out in the cold to potty ;To come back in and cough for hours on end-For GOD to please get Her thru so She Could Enjoy One More Season of Warm....
Her Pure Joy of in the front as 'She Kept Watch That All Was Right In Our Little World'-Instilled a that defies description with mere words....
The parted before Her Path as if the when She Chose to walk amongst them....
Queen Of All She Surveyed--
Collapsing, Worn out cartilage can only be for so long....
Many the visit I've had with my LORD asking that HE surely put it on my heart when it was Truly Her time to come HOME to HIM.....
In the wee hours, that was no longer able to help Her breath without a struggle....
We sat together and 'Talked'-
Me telling Her it was Ok for Her to Go HOME.....I understood and when She was Ready-I would do what She Needed for Peace
She was no more interested in her roast beef or chicken , than the , but for my sake She did her best to try and eat a morsel....:(
That little dab hurt her to swallow, and She looked at me , almost as if apologizing for not eating.....
As we did her last breathing treatment...
She simply gazed into my eyes-Never wavering.....
Little tears down her cheeks ....
As She Asked To Go HOME...to GOD and Daddy Jacky......
Our wonderful Doctor answered well before clinic hours, when I called....saying he'd meet me before they opened....
When I'd of picked Her up....She rather as if to say, 'I Got This Momma'......
And Walked Herself out the door to potty, One last time..
Then , Just as I've done Every time for Fifteen Years....
I gave Her a and said "Good Job P*eWee"....
She was My Strongest Connection to this world that I had left...
All 'The broken pieces of me', She'd help to heal.....
The shared Adventures, and Memories.....
Couldn't begin to count the hours I'd talk and She'd listen as we sometimes of ....
A Lifetime that still had a in it....
Hog hunting, complete with Her Very Own set of little piglets had found for her, Chasing golf balls as Jacky chipped them across the yard, Exploring snowy hillsides in ,Running off with a fish he'd taken off a line, Four wheeler rides where of course, She was In Front, race tracks ,rides on Jets right along with , warm days spent drifting the rivers in Louisiana,Air boat rides in the LA marshes, , rodeos,literally as we emptied water tanks with her role being that of , and cool Mountain air in the Pines of Ruidoso...
She has seen seen me thru tragedies and was Truly in the days after Jacky's accident,after Jacky passed, the loss of my Momma.....
So much on the shoulders of One Little Dog....
She alone, Could 'Cast back the shadows of lonely and alone.'.....
I will be Forever Grateful to Our LORD-
For Sending Me A Wrinkly Faced Little Blue Girl, all those years ago...
And for 'Borrowing Her to me for a bit of Extra Time', Much the same as Jacky....when the doctors only gave him days to live...
Pretty sure They Both Knew how much I needed them and tried their damnedest to ....
Three years ago, we found a lump and they gave her three weeks....
I simply could not accept that without giving her a chance, and she had a ....
The Little Blue Dog who Has Her Very Own Story.....
Her Life Well Lived and Her Rest, Well Earned....
"I asked GOD for a Friend, and HE gave me a Jack Russell'....
Till the day, I make it HOME and You Jump Into my arms, Sweet Girl....ππΎπ