Dogs, Fish & Memories

I woke in the night and the dogs took advantage of the situation, by getting me up to take them out. It was -4 degrees (F) and so I did not even bother to go out with them. I just opened the door and they ran out. Moments later, they ran back in! I hadn’t doubted that for a minute.

We all went back to bed and as I lay on my side Anneliese came up and settled herself under my chin.  I did snuggle with Anneliese and she was very sweet. She fell back asleep and I could feel her soft, even, breaths and a few times she sighed in her sleep. It was very sweet. It is times like that, that I understand why I have all these dogs. Each one, in their own special way, brings such love into our home.

Naturally, I could not get back to sleep. I just lay there and listened to Hubby and the dogs all making their sleeping noises. It was peaceful and nice. Unfortunately I couldn’t join in their sleeping! I was up at 6 with a mug of coffee in hand.

The day was beautiful, but very cold. I felt badly for the fishermen who are currently up for the annual Ice Fishing Derby!

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Last year our neighbor won, both first and second place. A new fishing boat on a trailer and an All Terrain Vehicle! Woo-hoo!

Here is this years tote board. This is where they weigh in and hang the leader’s fish. The event lasts until tomorrow. Hopefully there will be bigger fish than what you see here.

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I worried that we wouldn’t have as many people come out this year due to  the extreme cold, but they are all out in their long underwear and snow suits! Many bring their “Bob Houses”,

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so they can get in out of the cold, but some just drive their trucks right out on to the ice. I’m not sure I would be brave enough for that!

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The kids love it because they can bring down their ice skates and practice their hockey moves. I always love to watch the kids!

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I have to thank Hubby for these photographs. I am really bothered by the cold. It just gets to me. Hubby is not bothered as much, so off he went. Thanks, Honey for all the pictures.

One year it was 30 degrees (F) and just perfect for a walk out on the lake. I went with my old doggy Shubi and we walked all through town going from one lake to the next. Shubi found a little fish on the ground and she picked it up and wouldn’t put it down. All the fishermen laughed at the little wire-haired dackel with the fish sticking out of her mouth! Shubi really did love fish! Here she is with another fish.

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She was my first wire-haired dackel and what a girl she was. It’s hard to believe she has been gone for almost four years. It was, after all, Shubi that made me love dackels.

The Blog Thieves Got Me!

I wrote a long post last night about the puppies. It was beautiful. Eloquent! One of my very best! I had it all saved and set up and this morning when I checked….It had disappeared!

Granted, I was tired. I’d also taken something for a headache, but still, the post should have been there!

I will try to recreate my masterpiece, but frankly, since the blog thieves got it, I’m not sure that this is possible!


On Monday we had Greta the the Vet to get out her IV. She is doing remarkably well and we are all thrilled. She lost 4 1/2 pounds and is back to eating and drinking as she normally does.

Each puppy was examined and they are doing well also. That is a real blessing!

I started to think on the drive back, how my life is really quite amazing. You see, when I was young I knew I wanted to get married, have children and be a Mommy. I could see that as clear as day. What I had no clue about was, what did I want to do as a career.

I’m a nurturer by heart, yet I’m also pretty emotional, so being a nurse, or something like that wouldn’t really work for me. I’d be destroyed if I ever lost a patient, even though I know that this is the cycle of life.

Then in 1996 I met the most wonderful little doggy named Shubi and my life changed. She showed me many things, but after losing my youngest daughter, and many years of depression after that, Shubi showed me how to love again and how to live!

And she never said a word! (Just an occasional bark!)

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Shubi showed me how to make my own kind of music.

So now, here I am a Granny to 14 puppies total, with the prospect of Anneliese giving me more little miracles to love and then move along to their forever friends.

You see, for me, that is the joy. I am able to bring these little creatures into the world, love them, teach them all that that they need to know about being little doggies, and then send them on to their new forever homes.

I found my music in the midst of this crazy world. The music is of mewling newborn puppies, barking growing puppies, and the laughter of the people who come to get their new baby from me.

And to think, it all started with a little puppy from Landshut, (in Bavaria) Germany.


In Memoriam.

December 1, 1995-February 18, 2006

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I have done mostly what men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.

Day after day, the whole day through–
Wherever my road inclined–
Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
And trotted along behind.

Now I must go by some other round–
Which I shall never find–
Some where that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

— Rudyard Kipling —

Going On With Life

It’s the time of year when one must register your dogs with the town. I decided today was as good a day as any to get this done. I grabbed the rabies documents for the dogs and went to the Town Hall to pay for their licenses. When I got there I realized I had the rabies documents for Fritz and Shubi, not Greta. I could have just gone back home, but I figured I would go in and see if they had Greta’s documentation on file. They did. The very kind lady began the process of registering the dogs, Fritz, Greta and then she said Shubi.
You all will be proud to know that I did not lose it and start sobbing. I said in a rather flat voice that Shubi had passed away. The lady was very sad to hear this. She remembered Shubi from the times I brought her in to say hello. I paid the fees and got the new tags and got out to the car. I even managed to get the mail and get home with nary a tear.
Then I was telling Hubby about it and that’s when I lost it and started to cry.
Miss you Shubi.

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Shubi and Me 2004

After I returned from my trip to Concord on Tuesday I had to carry up about 12 bags of groceries and supplies. I put Fritz and Greta outside with their toy balls and then began the slow process. Our garage is under our house so, I would grab as much as I could and then carry it up 14 steps into the kitchen, back down, pick up what I could, etc.. At one point I stopped to grab my empty coffee mug out of the front seat, and I heard something. I stopped and listened and I could have sworn that I heard Shubi’s little feet pitter pattering across the floor above me. I stopped and smiled and thought about my girl and how she used to greet me each time I came home. How many times over the years I listened for those happy feet, and how very happy she made me.

Just One Of Those Days

I was running about town doing errands on Monday. Usually I see one or two people that I know, but mostly I go around incognito.
As I got to the Post Office I saw our mechanic, Pete. I told him about Hubby and he asked about the real celebrity in the family, Shubi.
You see, Shubi was well know in these parts for being the dog that survived the odds. So each month, and year she defied the odds, there were a lot of people in the village that rejoiced.
I told Pete about Shubi’s passing. He was sad, as he thought she was a sweet girl.
Then I went in and ran into another woman I know from town, from my doctor’s office. She asked about Hubby and then asked about Shubi. I recounted Shubi’s last days and thanked her for her kind words.
Then I stopped at a shop in town looking for something and a woman who sold me my table at Christmas stopped me and asked after Shubi. No kidding. I started to feel a bit overwhelmed.
When I got done speaking with her I needed to ask a question of the shops owner and she asked how all my babies were doing. She, too, is a big dog lover. I told her about Shubi and the next thing I knew I was crying. I’ve known this woman for 5 years now, so I didn’t feel too bad about crying in her presence, and fortunately the shop was nearly empty. It was just so hard to be talking about it over and over again. She was so kind and put her arms around me.
I drove home with hot, red, swollen eyes, still moist with tears, but I didn’t allow myself to dwell in the depths for too long. I patted Fritz and Greta and continued my day.
I’ll never forget her, but I know Shubi would want me to go on with life, the same way she never gave up, even during her most challenging days.

Another Day Dawns

The sun rose and another day began, life goes on.
It’s amazing, isn’t it? When you feel so much grief, and so much sadness and you wonder how you will go on with out your best friend, another day dawns and time passes.
I lay in bed last night and didn’t sleep too much. I was thinking of the tremendous fight Shubi fought with her illnesses. She never gave up. In her short life, there were so many little miracles, and I thought, I hoped, she would find just one more.
The bed felt big and empty. Greta got in and immediately she began searching for Shubi. She sniffed and sniffed and sniffed all the places Shubi usually slept. She pawed at them, before coming back over to me and settling in between my knees.
It’s somehow shocking how big a hole such a small dog can leave.

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I have done mostly what men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.

Day after day, the whole day through–
Wherever my road inclined–
Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
And trotted along behind.

Now I must go by some other round–
Which I shall never find–
Some where that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

— Rudyard Kipling —

My Girl


December 1, 1995-February 18, 2006

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Where do you find the words to say
all that you feel inside?
my friend, my girl has left me
and that I can’t abide

her furry face and big brown eyes
and love filled heart and soul
the magic that was in her
I will carry ’til I’m old

She touched our lives in many ways
teaching us to love and soar
she gave to us all that she had to give
never asking for any more

but now my girl has left me
and I’m crying all alone
she’s gone to better places
but I shall miss her so

A Nice Day

Yesterday we decided to take the pups for a nice ride. More than almost anything in the world, Shubi loves to go for rides in the car. So, after we gave her the subcutaneous fluids, we packed up the car and headed out to see our friend Jon. He recently bought a new home and he was anxious for us to see it.
We rode along with Greta on one knee and Shubi cuddled up on my other. She used to sit up and watch the world go by. Yesterday, she just wanted to cuddle and sleep.
We arrived at our friends home and the girls came in and checked out the house. Shubi was quite animated, especially when she found a deer skin!! Suddenly she remembered that she was a dachshund, a hunter and she barked quite a bit at it!
After that she just wanted to be held, and that was just fine with me. Several hours holding my girl was just what I needed.

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We stopped at the grocery store so I could pick up some baby food meats for her to eat. She would have none of that, but when we got home and I cut up some cooked steak into tiny little pieces, she ate that up with delight. I wasn’t feeling too good about it all though. She’s eaten in the past and then vomited all night. However, last night, I brought her in to bed with her little blanket, and she slept all night long! No vomiting at all!!!
I’m not kidding myself. I know how sick she is and how everything could change in a heartbeat, but for last night and today, she is doing okay. That makes me happy.
Now if this could last just a little longer, I would be a very happy lady.