Sweet Baby

Posting for Saturday, March 2nd, 2013

Sweet Baby is our white shepherd dog who is about 7 years old and is completely adorable!  She has been mourning the lost of her sister, Sasha, sometimes not wanting to eat, or go potty.  She is getting better now.  She still runs outside sits by the fence and looks down the street as if Sasha got out (it has happened on occasion) and will be trotting back home. 

I want to tell Baby that Sasha is not in pain anymore, she is playing in heaven with our other animals that have passed away and that one day we will all be together again, the time is not now. 

So, with that being said, I took her in the car with me while I ran some errands.  Had to go into the bank instead of the drive thru like I normally do, so when I got back out to the car, who was sitting behind the steering wheel waiting for me tail wagging happily...Baby.  My mom went along for the ride too but she wasn't shaking any tail feathers when I came back to the car after each stop. 

Then we went thru the drvie thru at Starbucks to get us some breakfast, my mom loves eating there for breakfast when we are on the go.  I love their fraps and on occasion their breakfast sandwiches but they were out of almost freakin everything so we had to settle on a ham breakfast sandwich, which in my book was just ok.  My 10,000 packed calorie drink was amazing as usual, no wonder these extra pounds are finding me.  Anyway, they ended up giving Baby 2 small bones because they found her adorable.  Funny, Baby has always been like a kid that is not supposed to take candy from strangers.  She takes the bone or treat in her mouth, being the polite girl she is, and then gracefully lays them down in the backseat and doesnt give them another thought. 

Next I had to go to Target to pick up some medicine, get some kitty litter and cat food.  The sight that I saw when I came back to the car this time was Baby in the backseat, resting her head on the window staring at the door that I was coming out of.  She looked so happy and that tail of hers told me she was very happy when I got back to the car.  Awwww.

Next was the stop that I had been telling her about for days and that was Give a Dog a Bone.  She is not used to going in the car so much, or outings, with multiple dogs it is hard to coordinate many car trips, but now with just her I plan on doing just that.  Something, anything to get her out of the house not to dwell on the loss of her sister.  We go into this dog store, and of course there are other dogs there, she tries to pretend that she is shy. I go pick her out several treats for later, she is shaking.  I reassure her everything is ok and she will be too.  Some little dog instantly wants to be her friend.  She is unsure, then they smell each other's rear ends....glad people don't become friends like that, or I wouldn't have any!  Just sayin...

She didn't really smell the dog food or other treats in there, but I bet next time she will be a pro!  She seemed happy about this trip, and was happy to go back home.  She ate with gusto and later in the evening I broke out a Frosty Paw(doggie ice cream) that I had found on sale at Target, she ate that wagging her tail the entire time.  Melted my heart! 

I miss Sasha too, as does my mom.  The house feels empty without her.  I know we did the right thing for Sasha and she is no longer hurting and in so much pain.  But we are still all in the grieving process.  Time to concentrate on the one we have left and make the most of her life.  When the weather gets warmer she and I will become walking buddies.  I love Baby and I wish each of you could meet her, she is a rare find.