Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Welcome Daisy!

Since after losing Pixie, sleep was so hard for me and many tears before falling asleep. I finally asked Sue if we could adopt another dog, but not to take Pixie's place in our life - just begin with her own life.  Daisy came to us on September 15th.
 
On September 14th I felt an urge (God driven) to look for another companion in our life.  I was moving around the different SPCA sites in and around Delaware/PA/NJ.  We had our hearts set on another Cockapoo, with the same coloring as Pixie.  I made many calls that morning and many times I was told that "this dog is not available."   I saw an image of a light colored small dog listed in the Camden-Wyoming Delaware SPCA.  I called an asked...I was told she WAS available, and that she was a poodle mix. I was so excited and we left home as soon as we heard this news.  The left image is one of the first taken of Daisy when we visited with her.  After arriving at the SPCA, we met and walked a time with Daisy...a handler was involved and explained that there was needed paperwork to be filed.  Sue and I filled out all the paperwork necessary and went to the car to talk about adopting Daisy.  Time passed and we shared many of our moments with Pixie when we first met her.  We sat in the car for 1 1/2 hrs and when we decided to adopt we were told it was too late in the day to take her.  We were so let down and on the ride home we thought of all kinds of reasons to pass on her.

When we awoke on Tuesday, 15 September, I said today is the day we bring another girl into our lives!!  Both Sue and I were excited...I called the groomer across the street (Hair of the Dog) from the SPCA and asked if they would have the time for a short session of just taking her overgrown coat down to an inch or so. Becca answered the phone and wasn't the groomer, but she said it would be Ok.  She said she would ask Melody who was the owner.  Driving to Dover on Route 1 took so long... I stopped at the groomer's salon to again ask if it was alright to bring Daisy over for a trim.  Melody said she had quite a few large dogs today, but explained that she would fit her into the schedule.  Wonderful -- Great!!
The time at the desk with the folks at the Dorothy M. Gooden SPCA Building didn't take as long as we expected, however, when we arrived, I asked if I could go to Daisy's cage to see her..."oh sure" they said and I hot-footed it over to her cage.  She was up on the plastic step that is supported by a PVC piping looking kind of upset.  Her hair was damp with urine and she seemed hurtful since we left the day before.  I told her we had come back for her and asked if she was ready to come home with us. I reached just passed the metal cyclone fencing material and she tried to bite my fingers.  I withdrew in time, but still wanted to give her a chance to let us love her.

We drove across the street and walked into Melody's Salon.  I held Daisy up for Melody to take her and I could smell her uncleanness.  Since Daisy just had been spaded five days prior, a bath wasn't a good idea since dogs aren't stitched anymore, but glued.  She could be infected or worst if the skin separated if she got it wet. Melody did a super job on Daisy and used a dry shampoo on parts of her that needed cleaning.  We were so grateful!  Melody would not accept payment because of her closeness with the kennels across the street.  She felt each dog should find a home and doesn't charge for those that she cleans up.  We set an appointment with her in the time necessary for Daisy's glued area to heal. 
Here she is sitting on my lap just like how Pixie did when she was young








One Month and Counting...

So many thanks for your cards, letters and Facebook postings to help us through this time after Pixie's death. 
We treasure these caring notes you have sent!  As you can see, we had Pixie's ashes placed in this memorial box to be kept in our hearts and placed in our living space as long as forever turns out to be.  I have asked to have her ashes mixed with mine when I pass.
 
 

Thursday, September 3, 2015

One Week Afterwards...


Yes we have completed just one week after Pixie died.

Many of our friends have sent us cards and letters and we've received some flowers too.  We have tried to stay alive, but as evening rolls around we are reminded that our little girl isn't to be found.  We miss her terribly!  Sue has removed most of the beds, covers and toys that Pixie once played with.  Our fond memories are hidden away.  I am on the verge of tears constantly as it is hard to remove her from our life in such a short time.  We hold hands in bed and cry together to sleep.  Pixie will be a hard memory to forget.
From Harry & Joan