Saturday, November 10, 2018

The Other Side

We walk every day.  It is a Cuji thing.  She expects to lease up and move out right at five o'clock every day no matter the rain, wind, sun, heat, or cold.  The only thing that stops her is a big old thunderstorm.  We do not walk in thunder.  The only place dogs are safe from the clap and boom of thunder is under the covers in the bed.  Cuji knows.  But back to the walk.  We start out fast.  She pulls me along till some smell stops her and then her world stalls.  Tail curled up and nose down.  The nastier the smell the harder it is to pull her off it.  And if it is something really stinky she will get it into her mouth instantly to inhale it down her throat.  If we meet another strolling dog she prickles up the hair on the ridge of her back and issues a challenge.  The bigger they are the louder and more hostile she threatens.  God I miss that little dog.  Bad heart.  Of all things to happen,  Everyone knew she was all heart.  Big heart.  Yeah enlarged heart.   So I lost her last summer and lost my way too.  Miss her so.  Still on the web site.  Still on Etsy.  Still hard to let her go.

Nancy Ann and Muffie and Rowena

We all know Nancy Ann Storybook dolls and we all know Muffie the doll but who knows Rowena? Rowena was "The Doll Lady".  R...