Rescuing Pepper

Personal, Pets

“And in the end , / letting go was / a lot like finding / love. / I had to learn / to say goodbye / to the one / who gave me the / courage to say / hello.”

“Hello Again” by Robert M. Drake from his book

Black Butterfly

This photo is from my Instagram, dated July 28th, 2014. The caption [on Instagram] reads: “Yesterday, we suffered the tragic loss of #GeorgiBoy. It seems something attacked him from the inside, and he…he’s gone…”
Gingy was with me when Georgi died. We were devastated by his loss — and those scars remain.

On January 7th, 2019 a beautiful tiger-striped brindle mutt rushed across a busy street. I called her to me, and she came, running, in submissive stance. No ID, collar, or microchip were found, and no one has claimed or come looking for her since.

We let Gingy meet her. He immediately took a wild gallop through the house, encouraging her to join him. Drew and I each marveled at how well they got along — immediately. Gingy is usually very particular about his doggy-friends. But if this dog starts to run away, Gingy screams.

I got a ride to a vet to check her for a microchip. She’s unspayed. Not housebroken. The vet said she’s still a puppy. The kindly animal lover who drove me to the vet kept saying how “…this is a God thing. You can’t get rid of that dog…” and I could feel how right she was. We had been thinking about adding another dog to our family, but it was a “later” thing. Something that probably wouldn’t happen for awhile. My plan was to eventually adopt another male boxer mix when we were ready. But I think God gets a kick out of mixing up our time tables when we think we know best.

Rescuing Pepper Potts, dredged up painful memories of Georgi’s final days, leaving me to question my modest dog training skill set. Drew also recognized that though I love Pepper, I struggled to let her in at first — I still blamed myself for Georgi. I was still gun-shy when it came to opinionated people who think they know my life. I’m grateful for a spouse who gives me permission to forgive myself, and to determine my own truth despite the opinions of others.

–*–Pressing reset with a look of sheer glee–*–

Thank you for reading!

Our Pets

Personal, Pets

Drew and I have 2 pets who play important roles in our lives. So at half past 5am, when I can’t sleep, I write about them… particularly when the cat is rattling and pawing about any number of foil wrappers forgotten amid trash take out.

At any rate, I’ve barely mentioned either of them since starting this blog. That seems a little unfair as they’re both such a huge part of our family. Their names are Twitter and Gingy [short for Gingerbread Man; he’s named after the cookie from the Shrek films].

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Twitter

Twitter has been with us for 6 years. It’s hard to believe we’ve had him that long. He’s very sweet and loving. He gives kisses and plays fetch with milk ties like a dog. He also tries to talk like a human and seems to know about 20 words — maybe more. He catches on to words and phrases we say to him regularly and copies the tone and sound patterns in a meow. Sometimes, he manages to create his own ‘word’ for things he can’t pro-meow-nce.

In 2013, our boxer-mix Georgi-Boy pointed Gingy out to us when he noted our

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Gingy

neighbors appeared to have a new puppy. Turns out, poor Gingy seemed to have been tossed out, flea-collar and all, to fend for himself. We searched the neighborhood for his owners to no avail. We’ve had him ever since. He and Georgi were inseparable until Georgi’s unexpected passing in July, 2014.

Gingy spends his days playing fetch with his favorite balls from Chuckit! If we’re not careful, he’ll try to keep one for the whole day. His favorite snacks are pretty much anything peanut butter flavored and the gourmet cookies from Petco.

Our pets do get along fairly well, though Twitter makes a game of spanking Gingy any chance he gets. Gingy thinks Twitter is fun to chase and snuggle with — on a good day. And he begs for any snack Twitter is given.

Gingy and Twitter often visit my Instagram. They love any attention they may garner from you.