I can’t have an online blog without introducing my fur family, past and present. They have been and are such a big part of my life. After my boy Ozzie passed away in 2014, I went almost 2 years before adopting another dog. Life without a dog can be pretty darned sad.
This is Holly. I adopted her from a Collie rescue organization in 1999 when she was 5 years old. She was the first pet I had had in 20 years. She gave me a reason to look outside myself and changed my entire perspective on life. She passed away from kidney failure in 2010 at the very old age of 15. I don’t have many pictures of her because she was gone soon after I took up photography again. This is an art piece I did recently as a remembrance of her.
This is Ozzie, a Belgian Sheepdog. He was born with a deformed, stubby tail and his breeder tried to have her vet euthanize him. Fortunately, the vet refused. A friend who knew I was looking for a second dog referred me to the breeder and she gave him to me in return for my promise not to register him (or her kennel name) with the AKC. He was 10 weeks old when he came to live with me and Holly in 2001. Ozzie passed in 2014 at the old age of 13.
A recent remembrance of Ozzie and an early morning walk at the park with our neighbor, Lee.
This is Mimi. She is an 8 year old terrier mix that I adopted from our county shelter in December of last year. She came with an assortment of ailments — urinary tract infection, ear infections, food sensitivities and other unknown allergies. After several months of vet visits and food trials, she is healthy and happy. I love her to pieces!
Mimi’s Meditation. At one of my favorite spots to go walking here in Winter Park, FL — Mead Gardens.
Abandoned! These were Ozzie’s favorite toys — Yellow Dog, Mr. Hedgehog, Mr. Bun-bun and every ball in the entire world. I had hoped that Mimi would love them, too. But alas, she has no interest in toys at all. Perhaps she never had any toys in her previous life. I guess I’ll never know.