One of my favorite pictures…

Boomer on the “forbidden” bed at Grandma’s house. He looks so concerned. 🙂

I’ve been looking through photos to select the ones I want to include in the write-up I’m preparing for our therapy dog organization.  Grief is a strange thing. It’s taken me two months to get to a place where I could finally look at pictures of Boomer without crying. Then, I absolutely lost it when I ran across the above photo.

Once the tears dried, I continued looking at my pictures and smiled when I ran across various photos of my former quality assurance supervisor and quilt shop hop buddy.


This chapter of my life with dogs closes as a new one begins.

Enter one highly energetic young Labradoodle named Sadie, who came for a visit and ended up a permanent member of the pack.