This post was supposed to be about my trip to Costa Rica. That changed when I talked to my mom yesterday morning and I learned that Harrison, my ailing 13-year-old dog, had been put to sleep while I was away. For months I had been dreading the news. Maybe I had been dreading it ever [...]
Posts Tagged ‘death’
Another goodbye to another brother
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged brothers, corgis, death, family, pets on May 16, 2011 | 4 Comments »
Me & My Shadow
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged corgis, death, dogs, family, memories, puppies on September 13, 2010 | 1 Comment »
One year ago today, my sweet little Casey had to be put down because lung cancer had suddenly filled his chest, robbing him of breath and comfort. One year ago (and it was on a Sunday), I was milling around the arts booths at Adam’s Morgan Day with some friends, enjoying the weather, the sights, [...]
Through the bad…the good shines through
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged corgis, death, dogs, family, life on September 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
A week ago at this time I was sobbing on my bed, curled into a ball, hugging my stuffed Casey, after hearing from my mom that the real Casey, my corgi, was gone forever. This afternoon, football is on the TV and my boyfriend is laying on the bed while I type, his presence alone [...]
Thanks for the memories
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Casey, corgi, death, dog, memories, pet on September 15, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
On Sunday, I wrote about the passing of my dog, Casey, in the immediate aftermath of it. My emotions were raw, my denial firm, my tears spilling onto the keyboard as I tried to cram every possible memory of him into a post to show how I felt about this immense loss. It’s two days [...]
Good night, Ceeter Cotter
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged brother, corgis, death, dogs, memories, pets, tribute on September 13, 2009 | 7 Comments »
This afternoon, I was in the midst of a sunny, warm outing to the Adam’s Morgan Day Festival with a couple of friends, when I got a call from my mom – and immediately knew something was wrong. “Casey’s gone,” she said. My world stopped. Casey, my little tri-colored corgi, “Ceeter Cotter,” as we nicknamed [...]

