It always amazes me how quickly time flies. It’s seems like just yesterday, my family was welcoming not one, but two little bundles of joy into the house. After the death of Missy the Boxer, we had decided our house was just too quiet without the pitter-patter of puppy paws, so the search began for another Boxer to share our love.
I will never forget when Muffy was delivered to our house. Once her breeder sat her down, she ran straight to me, and never looked back. That is the way it is today. She never leaves my side. She shared my bed and my pillow from her first night here – and she still does.
Brody arrived the very next day. He was the last of the litter to find a home, and their breeder, seeing how Muffy immediately bonded with me, offered to sell him at a reduced price. Soft-hearted me could not bear the thought of the two being separated, so like I fool I agreed to buying him. I will never forget my husband’s horrified response when I told him at supper that evening that another puppy would be arriving the next day. “What were you thinking?” he asked. Well, clearly I wasn’t. But what a great name! And Cimarron’s What Were You Thinking came to his forever home the next day.
Yes, time does have a way of flying over us, leaving within our hearts memories of days which have past, and leaving us with a yearning for more. We’ll spend the day letting the Twins do all of those things they love. There will be baths, and they will tussle over who gets in the tub first. There will be a walk around the block, and while Brody will be a goofball, Muffy will be all business. There will be a trip to the pet store to pick out a special toy and a treat. And all the while, I will be wondering if this will be the last time the Twins will celebrate their birthday together.
We have switched Brody to a raw diet, and I have added herbal supplements to his regimen. He is tolerating his medicines well, and other than having blood in his urine, is feeling fine. He plays. He eats. He drinks. He snuggles. He is my clock, letting me know when it’s time to get up and when it is time to feed the pack. In fact, he is doing so much better than me.
But for now, we will celebrate. Happy birthday, Twins! August 9, 2010. 8 – 9 -10. Until next time…