What I love about Sundays is to take my fluffy old dog on a walk in the park. As I no longer live in Norway this happens rather seldom now, but at my last visit at home we took a walk together just the two of us and my camera.
First meeting with the snow outside.
Running across wet, salty asphalt to avoid getting paws that sting.
Looking at me curiously in the park.
Enjoying the cold winter air and sunlight.
“What was that!?” My fluffy pooch spotting something and doing a little head-tilt.
Just wanted to add up a photo I took of my two lovely dogs (at the left) and another sheltie named Buffy. I miss my little puppies so much, miss taking them out for a walk, miss playing with them, petting them and having them around me. Somehow Christmas seem a bit too far away now.
Found this on my computer today, was made three years ago by a friend from Australia. Seems like Charlie’s fluffy look and charms reaches all corners of this world. And perhaps Dennis too will get his own banner one day.
If anyone wants to share the “fluffiest” love even more feel free to use the banner, or just have it on your computer for your own personal amusement.
Because we’re both fuzzy heads, camera shy, clumsy and easily distracted. Failed attempt at taking a photo of myself and my new pup as we both got distracted by something on the floor as the timer went off. But then again, this photo says a lot about us.
I just wanted to introduce the new family member, he came home with us today and has spent about six hours in our home. His name is Dennis and he’s about 15 weeks here, a beautiful and energetic pup that’s not afraid of playing with other dogs or greeting strangers. And best of all is that he and Charlie seems to get along very well. There will be more photos of his little cutie soon along with some photos of Charlie and another sheltie.
Life does this to you occasionally, you’re a nice little girl who does as well as she can at her studies, try to be social and support those around her. So when you get too happy sometimes life likes to throw you a curve-ball, put you off balance again. There’s no ying without a yang.
So the other day life threw its second curve-ball at me, I’m fresh out of a relationship and I still have some ruffled feathers and mixed emotions despite the decision being the right, but this curve-ball was nothing compared to a little breakup. My mom returned home with bad news regarding my dog, his hips has late turned for the worse and he is in a lot of pain. It has been mentioned that we might have to put him down if the treatment we’re going to try doesn’t work.
Just the every thought of that is heartbreaking, the wonderful dog that has been a part of my life for nine years now… and this is how our adventure is going to end? Whenever I look at him now I feel bad about being selfish enough to want to keep him even though he’s in pain, yet at the same time he looks back at me with the same love and care that I have in my eyes. And I think for a moment as I fight back tears we can agree to the same; let’s just try a little longer before we give up.
