Hasn’t even been a week; but it feels like months.  I really felt that I wouldn’t be in the hunt for another dog, for a long time; but the day after she passed, I called the Rosalind at the Jindo Rescue.  I’ve never had that type of lonliness, even when Brando died, because at that time, I had Lola, and that helped the situation.  This time, I didn’t have anything like that.  I knew that I wanted another Jindo, they are a hard breed to get used to, but after you do, it’s like an addiction to a breed. It’s hard, especially if you’re not a dog person, or even…

Yesterday was rough.  How many times have you all heard me say, “Enjoy the moment”, “things change”, “something positive comes out of everything”?  In all of that, I still believe.  Why wouldn’t I?  I’ve always said, God has plans, and lots of times that differs from OUR plans.  I STILL  believe in that.  I saw my dog getting old.  I saw her go from jumping on the bed, to only jumping on the couch, because it’s lower.  Then I saw her not able to jump that distance, so she would lay on her “doggie” bed.  Then she couldn’t get up.  Then she couldn’t lift her beautiful head.  Heartbreaking.  You see…

GOODNIGHT, LOLA…

My dog is my day.  When I think of anything about my dog, it is my day; and when I think about my day, it involves my dog.  That’s coming to an end.  It kills me; I mean, it’s part of the plan, but it kills me.  I have a dog that went with me 75%-85% of my time; working, pleasure, doesn’t matter, she went with me.  Lola, “she gets what she wants”.  That comes from a song, and I’m sure that we all know that, but it’s true.  We all get attached to our animals, and I’m one of the biggest partners of that circus.  I’ve always been a dog…