Warning: This is a longer start than usual, but most of it does pertain to my project. If you're here only for the "how-to", simply scroll down past till you're where you want to be. :)
We're Back Home Again in Indiana (for those who know the song) and it's warming up, but not nearly as warm as Florida was. Almost as soon as we got home, it was time to see the older Grandbabies because Princess Pistachio was having her 4th Birthday and it was definitely a fete fit for a Princess! This no-longer-toddler is a full-fledged fashion diva who was stuck on the color pink before she walked. She loaded up on Barbies, Barbie Accessories, and Paw Patrol. This Memaw enjoyed 2 sets of hugs, squeezes and kisses... 2 more sets to go!
Hunni Pi was born in 2009 from parents who weren't supposed to have been bred together. Her sire was a full bred Chesapeake Bay Retriever and her dam was a mix. The dam was surrendered to a local Veterinarian (for whom one of my Besties works for) and was delivered of 7 pups. They named each after the Vet and his siblings (one of whom was also our Vet for a long time) and the smaller, weakest pup was bumped up against the cage causing her a hematoma that needed to be drained many times. Our Bestie had helped deliver each pup and brought a few of them camping with us one weekend that fall. My Helper Dog at the time, Nikki B. Claws, had once been a stray and she was a good barker whenever anyone came around, but she was getting older and I dreaded losing her. When we walked over to see the new pups, they ran back and forth- all except one. This little blonde girl toddled slowly
and unevenly over to us and plopped herself down for a nap...smack on both my feet. The "No!"s my ChiefHubby said were turning into "Pray about it,"s and later that night, trickled into what we might name her. Before the weekend was over, I was her Momma. She's the only pet we've ever had who didn't go through anything bad in her life; she may still have started out unwelcome and unwanted, but GOD had a good plan for her and that plan included helping me. I am forever grateful for the gift she has been to me these 13 and 1/2 years, but now it's my turn to keep my promise to her and help her. How do you 'plan' this kind of thing? It goes against every fiber of my being. I am a nurturer and a grower. anything opposite of that feels totally wrong to me. Yet, how can I make her keep going- when the pain medicine no longer helps her? In a perfect world, she would simply fall asleep like Buster did; he made it through the week at the Vet (a victim of one of the first-ever bad treat recalls causing renal failure- the same of which 1 Grandpup died from in 2022 and one recently came too close to death). He was released acting like his old self.... happy to just come home and let go in the night. But perfect endings rarely happen, and I cannot let my puppi pi down. With The LORD's help, I can bear this- only if she can. I know my prayers will be answered and I will One Day be able to see her again because I believe that nothing is impossible if we ask! I can only hope I am worthy of the accounting of her life with me will be good to The LORD's ears. We'll know the outcome by Wednesday night. As sad as this is for me, I took the time Hunni Pi rested next to me to make this "Tag Team" project for The Funkie Junkie Boutique's newest assignment for the Inspiration Ave blog. My tears flowed, but it was helpful to think of something that will hold photos of all the good memories I will have of Hunni and I together. That kind of thinking fueled my work and I'm pleased with how it turned out.
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