One thing leads to another

You know what I am talking about, don’t you? We all have plenty of these stories.



$$-it won’t break the bank, but you need to be careful

$$$-expensive, but you want it and you will figure out how to pay for it

$$$$-wicked expensive, you should probably think twice about it.

$$$$$-get outta here

I’ll tell you my latest version. I guess it goes back 2 years when Bruce bought a teardrop camper [$$$$]. We both have different recollections as to why he bought a camper since he has never camped and I have camped, but hate it. In the past 2 years the camper has moved from the driveway to the front lawn. That’s it, folks. A total of about 30 feet, one-way. It had a maiden voyage and then one other, if I remember correctly.


So, if you buy a camper and you have a VW Jetta, you need to buy a new car to haul the camper. Yes, one thing does lead to another…A new 2015 Outlook Subaru [$$$$$] and all the accessories [$$]that go with it, especially the custom hitch and the mirror to see it when you are backing up to the camper.


We bought all the special things you need for the camper, too. Who knew that you needed special toilet paper?

If you have a car and a camper, you need to enlarge your driveway. Otherwise, the camper is sitting on the side lawn causing all sorts of weeds to grow under it.


A new enlarged driveway was installed [$$$]. The camper was moved to the front lawn during construction.


At the same time, we noticed that the pine trees in the back yard had overgrown. At first we thought we could have them cut back, but as we looked more closely at the trees, we realized they would need to come down. Mind you that these were once little slips of trees that my mother planted for me for privacy when I first moved into this home in 1979. So, we called in the tree service that we usually use and the 4 trees were removed and the stumps were grinded down. [$$]

Whoa! We were blinded by all the light that now streamed into the backyard, reflecting off the white vinyl fence that encloses the entire back yard.


In the meantime, we noticed that the four 10 year old Martha Stewart lawn chairs from K-Mart were looking rather ratty. They were rusty and some of the faux wicker was coming undone.

I went to a nice outdoor furniture shop and purchased 2 chairs for Bruce and me to sit and relax in while we enjoy our glass of wine each evening, looking at the garden and enjoying the visiting birds and butterflies.

The chairs were to be delivered the following week. Bruce wanted to see what I bought so I showed him a picture on-line. He said we ought to go and look at them again and probably buy 2 more chairs to fully replace what we were going to let go of. Okay! Bruce and I, and Freddy, went to the store and we ended up buying the dining table that went with the four chairs. Then, we picked out two lawn chairs for us to sit in. You knew that was coming, right?

I went on-line and purchased 4 cushions for the dining chairs and two coordinating cushions for the lawn chairs.

The removal of the trees and buying the new dining set led to engaging a landscape designer to create a plan for the back yard so that we would have greenery to deflect the light and add beauty. And, could you add a design for a patio because we just bought a dining table and chairs? A water feature would be nice, but we didn’t pursue that idea. Sometimes, you just have to say “no more, that’s enough for now.”


And, yes, the front entrance way needed a new landscape design as the brick walk way would be torn up and replaced by the driveway contractor as it had failed by sinking.  More stone was needed to widen and lengthen the walkway.  Concrete window wells were also installed [$$]. A Snow Fountain Weeping Cherry tree was added.


Even though autumn was coming upon us, we thought it best to have the landscaping/driveway contractor plant the large shrubs and trees that the landscape designer specified since he and his crew were here already and they had the equipment to transport the trees and shrubs and to dig the big holes to accommodate the plantings.


Bruce and I, with Freddy in tow, went to a nursery to select plantings according to the designer’s specs. We were able to find exactly what we wanted. Ten arborvitae, two hynoki bushes, and the aforementioned snow fountain weeping cherry [$$$].


When the contractor went to pick them up, he was surprised by how much we had purchased as we had only discussed the arborvitae with him. But, once we saw that the nursery had the other trees and bushes that the designer had specified, we said why not get them now?

Oh, by the way, we needed to get the stump grinder back to go deeper as the crew hit roots when they were digging [$].

Here are 2 trees planted next to the back steps–a verdon golden hinoki cypress on the left and a Stowe Pillar White Pine on the right. New white metal chair on the right.


Here is gracilis hinoki, a beautiful specimen, which is centered in the corner of the northwest fence.


When you buy a dining table and 4 chairs and cushions, you need an umbrella. So off I went back to the outdoor furniture store, with Freddy, and picked out a lovely Aruba Blue umbrella and an umbrella stand, which is necessary. While I was at the shop, I noticed a casual lawn chair that was marked down and I asked for a further discount. That chair was the least expensive thing we bought during this 2 year episode!

So, I went back on-line to buy a cushion for the new chair. And, oh by the way, we might as well get a new cushion for the vintage metal motel chair (that belonged to Mare) we have as the old cushion will look out of place [$].


The paint color on the four exterior doors needs to be updated, of course. We have had Benjamin Moore Victorian Purple for the past five years and it has suited us very well. Yet, we want a change in paint color and something new to reflect all the other changes we have made to the outside of our home. Of course.

Paint is relatively inexpensive for the bang you get out of it. And, Bruce paints. He is the best painter. We are considering Benjamin Moore Calliente. It is a shade of red with orange undertones which will pick up on the brick steps and walkway.


But why he bought that teardrop camper, I’ll never know.


Lesson learned~Don’t buy a teardrop camper unless you are committed to all the other things that go with it. And, support local businesses that are dog friendly. We do.

An Up Close and Personal Interview with Freddy

So how did you come to live with Susan and Bruce?

Susan had wanted a dog for so long after she put down Casey. However, her aging parents were no longer able to watch a new puppy  as she was still working. And, she is not the type to leave a dog alone or in a crate all day. She worked very long hours and did a fair amount of business travel. She also enjoyed personal travel.

She was diligent about praying to God for a dog to come into her life-“the right dog at the right time who needed her care and attention.” You don’t need to include this if you don’t want to, but I know that she was praying for the right man to come into her life, too. Whew, it’s a good thing those 2 prayers didn’t get mixed up.

So, go on.

Well, Susan kept looking on dog search sites and she would visit local shelters. The shelters only had pit bull dogs which Susan did not want and the search sites seemed a little risky for her. By this time, her prayers for a man were answered and she and Bruce started living together with Bruce’s cat, Nadine.

nadine wicker basket

The desire for a dog subsided a bit as she adjusted to her wonderful new life, living with Bruce. But, when Bruce’s daughter and son-in-law got a Goldendoodle puppy, Bella, the desire for a dog reared its puppy head again, so to speak. Danielle and Mike had visited with Bella a couple of days after Christmas 2012 and Susan was smitten. She wanted a dog, NOW.

This is Bella, Danielle and Mike’s Goldendoodle.


She went online and searched, mistakenly for Labradoodles. Well, lo and behold, she found a breeder of Labradoodles in East Otis, MA. and she called. She spoke with my breeder and learned that a litter had just been born but all the puppies were called for already, except one. It was me! Because of a recessive gene from my grandfather I turned out to be a mini Labradoodle. Well, that suited Susan even better as she preferred a smaller dog.

She told Bruce what she found and that they had an appointment to visit me at the breeder’s home. They visited me and I could tell they wanted me!  They wrote a check, signed the contract, and picked me up on January 4, 2013. I was 8 weeks old. It was a cold, snow-covered afternoon when we drove home. Bruce drove and I sat on Susan’s lap, covered up with an afghan that Mare had crocheted.

day one with Freddy010413First day home with Susan And Bruce.

Once we arrived home, Susan got down on the floor with me and I crawled around and sat on her lap. Bruce went out for grinders as he didn’t want to take time away from me by cooking. They made me feel so safe and warm, even though I was missing my Mom and my puppy mates. They had a special cushioned pillow that they placed me in, with the crocheted blanket and that’s where I slept during the day when I wasn’t roaming around throughout the house. At night, I slept in their bedroom in a crate with a soft bed. I did this for 6 months per the veterinarian’s instructions. Doctor said I needed my privacy and they needed theirs. Without a hitch at six months, my crate was moved to the Sitting Room where Bruce and Susan spend time watching television and reading.

It was  a bitter cold snowy winter. Bruce shoveled a path out back for me to walk and run and do my business. I was house broken within a couple of weeks as Bruce was so consistent in taking me out regularly. I did have a few accidents in the house. I was embarrassed, but they said it was their fault. That’s the kind of people they are.


What are they like to live with?

They are totally focused on me.  The important thing is that they love me unconditionally.  Susan tells me that God loves me, too. I don’t know who that is. But, I do know that GOD is DOG spelled backwards.


Wherever they are, I am. If they are at their desks, I am under their feet. When they are sitting on the sofa, I sit on their laps or beside them. They put a rug under the kitchen table, so that I can be comfortable when they are eating. We go out in the back yard several times a day. There is agility equipment, toys, balls, and Frisbees for me to play with and I have my own pool. They usually always take me with them wherever they go in their car.


Are you ever alone?

Rarely. Susan and Bruce don’t leave me alone longer than an hour or two. They take me to places that allow dogs, like The Home Depot, outdoor festivals, the local farm stand.

freddyatearthdayfairAt The Earth Day Fair

I have the full reign of the house so I cuddle up in my bed, or the sofa, or my crate. I don’t shed which is a bonus.


When they come home, I go to the door and bark my head off. I am so happy to see them again.


I was The Best Man at their wedding.


Any guilty pleasures?

I tease Nadine and that gives me a rush.

freddy and nadine

I love taking afternoon naps with Susan because it is the only time I get to sleep on their bed.


I like digging holes.


Any fears?

Flies in the house freak me out!

Whenever I feel fearful or unsafe, I retreat between the end table and the sofa and stay there until I feel okay to come out. I don’t like being brushed, so when Susan goes to the drawer where the brush is kept, I run to my safe place. She is usually just getting a pen to do the crossword puzzle, but you never know.

I see you have lots of toys.

Yes and I know them all by name. There’s:

Hedgehog and Squirrel-my favorites.  Blue.  Dyno-which I played with at Mare’s house.  Froggie. Trick. Chomper. Bone-from Uncle Dennis and Aunt Debbie. Stripey. Sock Monkey-I have 3 little ones and one big one.  Red Bull and more.



You seem like the type of dog who has regular habits.

Yes. Yes, I do. I go to bed at 7p.m. every evening and Bruce gives me a treat. I wake at 7 a.m. each morning. I give a call to Bruce and he opens up the crate door. We both do downward dog position.

I go for several walks during the day with Bruce. I make my mark about every 5 feet and my bowel movements are regular.

I eat 3 meals a day. Bruce mixes organic beef, chicken, or cheese into my regular dog food. For breakfast, I usually have organic, range free scrambled eggs. Bruce gives me a variety of small treats during the day. My weight is stable at 16 pounds.

Freddy, what’s ahead for you?

I am presently enrolled in Advance Beginner Agility classes. Susan takes me each week and we practice on the equipment for one hour at it’s pawsible dog training center in Westhampton.

I have so much fun and Susan does, too! I have agility equipment at home, too. They say I am fast and smart and that I have the potential to be a champion.  We’ll decide whether to compete once I am more experienced. In the meantime, I am enjoying the classes and practicing at home. Susan and Bruce tell me they are proud of me and they want me to be the happy little dog God, whoever that is, wants me to be.


Thank you Freddy.

Thank you.


Growing up with Dogs

We always had dogs as pets when I was growing up. On the cover of the Springfield Republican paper one Sunday morning was a photo of a litter of puppies at the animal shelter in Springfield.


My father got my brothers and me in the car and we went and picked out a dog. We named this one Skunky; the mutt we had before was called Yogi, probably named for Yogi Berra, by my brothers.

Here’s Skunky as a puppy with my brother and me holding Fido.


Skunky was a big, fat mutt, as you can see.


Very lovable. Not very energetic. As a child, I remember Skunky as just “being there”, wagging her tail, soaking up all the attention and affection we gave her.


I don’t remember how she passed; that’s kind of weird to me as I am sure I was grief-stricken for losing her. I do remember my best fiend, Sue Cipriani, had the same kind of dog, a mutt, named Dutchess, and she was killed by a car on Westfield Street. We were heart-broken.

bathroom w pets

During the time my father owned the bar, he bought a black, male toy poodle and he named him Clancy.  How he came to choose a poodle, I do not know. As you probably know by now, there wasn’t a lot of discussion about matters between my parents and there  was  no “family discussion”.


By the way, here’s my favorite dog cartoon from The New Yorker:


I remember Clancy having a lot of energy and his favorite toy was a stuffed sock. Clancy had epilepsy, probably due to close in breeding and died one day after being hit by a car. That was back in the day when you just let your dog roam.

Joe bought another poodle–a gray female that he named Candy. Candy was very attached to Mare. Mare would take Candy with her in the car and Candy just loved that.She was sweet and very smart. I was in high school at the time when Joe got her and I left home shortly after I graduated high school. Even though I loved Candy, I wasn’t that attached to her.

Joe had Candy mated with a stud dog so that she would have a litter. He was so nervous and concerned about Candy and he kept telling my mother what to do when the time came for the delivery. Joe was working that evening, the 3p.m. to 11p.m. shift, and Mare was at home. Candy jumped into Mare’s wicker laundry basket and delivered 3 healthy puppies. Joe was very happy. He gave one puppy to his mother and brother who lived across the street and the 2 other puppies were sold.

The thing about dogs is that they just make life better. Liz Taylor knew that.


One time, after I had already left home, I took Candy to the veterinarian’s office for a check up. She had an ear infection, as many small dogs often get. As the Doctor was cleaning out her ear with a piece of gauze, she whimpered, and I saw the yucky output on the gauze pad.  I could feel myself getting woozy and I fell right down as I fainted. The next thing you know, I was stretched out, laying down on the Doctor’s sofa in his living room, in his attached house.


Candy eventually was put down and it was Mare who took her to the veterinarian’s office. Mare always got stuck doing the hard jobs.

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Mare once told me that Joe had hunting beagles that he kept in the back yard in an enclosed area. She claimed Joe did not take care of them properly. One day she decided to get rid of the dogs and gave them up at the animal shelter. I am sure Joe had a fit.

Lesson learned~ A home is not a home without a dog.

Coming up: Interview with Freddy


Wind Beneath My Wings

This song was playing on the car radio the other day and it started me thinking how much my mother influenced me with her encouragement and support.

She was my biggest cheerleader and supporter.

I remember she told me when I was born that Joe went to the Tatham Social Club and told everyone there that I was the prettiest baby girl in the nursery. It’s not that I actually was; what’s important is that every loving father thinks his daughter is the best and every loving mother tells her daughter she is the best.



She told me it was the happiest day of her life when I was born~she had a daughter~after having 2 sons.


Once I had applied for a job and Mare inquired what was happening. I stated maybe they didn’t like me. Immediately she said “How could they not like you?”

There was a Seinfeld episode with the very same theme. Remember when Jerry was pitching a pilot to NBC and he was waiting out their decision and he said “Maybe they don’t like me.” Mrs. Seinfeld reacted, “How could they not like you?” Every loving parent thinks the same thing and communicates it.

I had Mare’s approval on the way I dressed and how I decorated and cared for my home. She was always complimentary and I often overheard her talking to her friends and family about me.

My hair~not so much. She would tell me if it looked messy or dry and suggest I needed a deep conditioner. Once, when I said to her she needed a good haircut, she said: “You know, sometimes your hair looks like a horse’s tail, but I don’t say anything because it isn’t nice.” I think that’s a mother-daughter thing and probably a topic for another story.  Here’s me having an 80’s bad hair day.


She thought I was smart and believed I knew everything. Really. She would ask a question and if I said “I don’t know”, she would say, “But you have your Master degree.” Seriously.

Once, we were in the hardware store shopping. She needed garbage bags for the kitchen waste bin. I picked up a box of 250 bags. She asked if that was enough, should she get 2 packages? I said, “Well if you use one bag a week, this package would last 5 years.” She turned to the pimply faced young boy who was helping us and said, ” My daughter is very smart. She has her Master’s.” He must have thought, “Oh boy, it’s gonna be one of those days.”


It wasn’t that I thought I knew everything; Mare conveyed to me that she had faith in me to reason anything out, big or small. Here I am at my graduation from Our Lady of the Elms College. Happy moment.


Mare was proud of my degrees and what I accomplished in college. It was Mare who financed my undergraduate degree and she gave me monthly living expense money  when I was in grad school. She was the one who made it possible to start and complete my education and go on to have a successful career. Here we are at my graduation from UCONN School of Social Work.


She took pride in all the positions and companies that I worked for over the years in my Human Resources career. I have always said that ‘behind every successful person is a woman.’ For me, it was Mare.

Receiving a service award from VP Navroze Mehta.


Here I am in a corner office, wooden desk, and leather chair.


She helped me run my home when I was working long hours or traveling extensively. She did my errands. She arranged and met the repairmen and contractors at my home. She did stuff that needed to be done at my home. She varnished my sun-room that was covered in knotty pine paneling, walls and ceiling, one hot summer day. She had a neighbor remove a snake she found in my yard. Little things, big things, she took care of what needed to be done, to make my life easier.


She was concerned about the effects the demands of work had on me and how emotionally draining it all was. I had dinner with her every night at her home [when I wasn’t traveling] and she was always nurturing and encouraging. A home cooked meal and a glass of wine and upbeat conversation~balm for the soul. Remember, Mare and Joe took care of my dog Casey for me while I was at work. What a Gift!


At one point, she suggested that I train to become a yoga teacher as she knew how much I enjoyed going to yoga classes and how much I gained in fitness and relaxation. In retrospect, I should have given more thought to her suggestion.

When she thought I needed help or advise she gave it. Mostly, what I remember of her loving, challenging, important words to me were:

Be bold.  Persevere. Show compassion.

These were the hallmarks of her personality and her legacy.


The thing is, the regrettable thing is, I didn’t let her know that she was the wind beneath my wings.

Lesson learned~ Tell people, show people how they have encouraged and influenced you throughout your life.


Tribute to Theresa


The mother of my friend died on July 4, 2016. Cheryl asked me to give the eulogy at the funeral mass at St. Ann’s Church in South Hadley, MA.

Today, with heavy hearts, we come together in this solemn space, to celebrate the life of Theresa and to mourn her loss in our lives.

We learn from the events of her life, our own lives, that life is unpredictable. And yet, we go on each day weaving our dreams, making plans, taking steps towards what we think will make us and others happy.

Theresa had big dreams and she put her whole self into making them a reality. Her sights went beyond the farm she grew up on, with her loving parents and sister. She did not feel bound by the earth.

She looked to City lights and a career in modelling. And, although she  achieved  some acclaim in modelling, it was not to be her lifetime career, nor would she experience celebrity and all the wealth and perks that go along with that. Yet, she was happy that she strove and attained a piece of the pie, however small.

She was accepted into a prestigious, private college and that was a proud moment for her and her family. During the 3 years that she attended, she loved the college atmosphere, drawing in all that knowledge, being exposed to new ideas, contemplating what was possible.

Completion of the degree would elude her. Yet, she used what knowledge and skills she learned at AIC and the Charm School and the modelling School as well as her own innate intelligence to craft a work life that was satisfying and successful and earned her own money.

This period would not last long as she had married and now had a baby daughter to care for. Theresa was keen to see that she and her husband did not share the same dreams and values to make for a happy marriage and family. After the divorce, the gold dust she gleamed from this short relationship was her daughter Cheryl.

It was as if the heavenly angels brought these two spirits–Theresa and Cheryl– together for mutual caring, encouragement, friendship, and love.

They did exciting things together. They went on short trips. Theresa bought Cheryl the latest fashions. They lunched on tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. They had fun together!

Of course, underneath the fun times and adventures, was the stress and struggle of being a single Mom and raising a daughter. Theresa did it with such grace and poise, others could hardly notice the sacrifices she was making for Cheryl.

Cheryl has become a lovely woman, inside and out. She graduated college and has enjoyed a successful career and financial prosperity. She is in a long-term loving relationship with a kind, gentle, caring man who loves her deeply and is devoted to her.

So what eluded Theresa, Cheryl has achieved. We see the values Theresa instilled in and the behavior she modeled for Cheryl, in Cheryl.

Jackie Kennedy, one of Theresa’s heroine’s once said: “If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do matters very much.”

This is Theresa’s legacy: her role as a single devoted mother who, on her terms, raised a beautiful daughter. A mother’s love.

We can assume from everything we know that this was God’s divine plan for Theresa. We can give Thanks to God for it.

And now, it is time to turn to God and Thank God for His promises to Theresa, to Cheryl, to Al, and to all of us for eternal life; life without beginning or end.

Jesus said “in my Father’s mansion, there are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you; For I am going, to make ready, a place for you.”

Jesus also told us “I am with you always, til the end of time.” So let’s go on, with some joy in our hearts, knowing that God has fulfilled his divine promise to Theresa. And, for us to take comfort in the Holy Spirit who God has given us. And, give heartfelt thanks for the life lived by Theresa.


Pennies from Heaven

Do you have a prosperity consciousness?

I do.

Prosperity means enjoying peace of mind, health, happiness, financial success, and perfect self-expression.

Consciousness means the state of being awake and aware of one’s surroundings; the awareness or perception of something by a person; the fact of awareness by the mind of itself and the world.


The other day I was in a parking lot when I saw a penny. I picked it up and said “Thank you God. Now, one million times this comes to me, for my personal use, under grace.” Then, I saw another penny. I said the same affirmation. Then, I saw a third penny and said the affirmation again.

I’m serious.

The reason I do this is because I want to show The Universe that I accept all gifts from God, small and large. It has been said that “Thank You, God.” is one of the best prayers you can pray. I believe it and practice it.

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.  Melody Beattie

My father taught me to have a prosperity consciousness way before I started reading and learning from the great spiritual teachers such as Catherine Ponder, Eric Butterworth, Emmet Fox, Depra Chopra, Charles and Myrtle Fillmore, Florence Scovel Shinn, May Rowland, and others.

Joe used to say to my mother all the time: “Give Susie whatever she wants.” I grew up believing I could have everything I wanted. And, you know what? I do. I always have. I cringe when I hear parents tell their children that they can’t have everything they want.

Peace be within thy Walls and Prosperity within thy Palaces.  122nd Psalm

One year, my tax accountant shook his head and said “I don’t know how you do it.” I hardly had any income, I was in grad school full-time, yet I managed my home, wore nice clothes, took care of myself in a nice fashion, vacationed in Aruba. The thing is God, our heavenly Father, provides for me and for you.


“The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.” 23rd Psalm

I also practice The Power of Ten. This means when I have a financial transaction, whether I am buying something, paying a bill, or receiving any money, I affirm: “Thank you God for this bounty. Ten times this amount now comes to me freely, quickly, and for my personal use, under grace.”

The Power of Ten also includes Tithing one tenth of one’s income to the spiritual organization or person from whom you get your spiritual inspiration, on a regular basis. If you give sporadically, you will receive sporadically.

Jesus said “I have come so that you will have life and have it abundantly.”

I have never felt needy or in need. I have wanted, desired certain material things and I have worked and saved for them.  I came into this world with certain God-given skills and talents and you did, too. Remember the biblical story of the man who gave money to his three servants. Two of them spent or invested the money and the third buried his money. The master gave more money to the two who used the money and he took away the money squandered by the third man.

The meaning I take from this story is that we all have been given gifts and it is up to us to make use of what we have been given, to the best of our ability and we will be rewarded, “with the kingdom of heaven” as God promised.

“Your diamonds are not in far distant mountains or in yonder seas; they are in your own backyard, if you but dig for them.” Russell H. Conwell

I have desired intangible things, too, and I have prayed and worked towards those desires and goals. Health, happiness, loving relationships. I suffered with depression for a long time. I  am now relieved of that heavy, dark burden. I have always enjoyed good health. However, I practice healthy habits and strive for a positive outlook. It took me a long time and many prayers for Bruce to come into my life. Spirit is never too late. “Thank You, God!”

I even prayed for a dog to come into my life after Casey passed in 1999. Freddy, the best dog in the world, came to us in 2013. We tell Freddy we love him all the time and add “And more importantly, God loves you.”


I keep on praying until what I want comes into my life and I try not to worry about time. I have faith that the best will come, in the right way and the right time. The longer your good is in coming, the greater it will be when it arrives.

“And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear. Isaiah 65:24  This means that every good and perfect gift is already awaiting your recognition.

I want to know about you–Do you have a prosperity consciousness? Do you thank God for EVERYTHING? What is your prayer life like?

Please share your thoughts in the comments section.

Casey, My Dog


After I completed graduate school at UCONN in May of 1984 and before I started my new job on July 1st, I got an 8 week old puppy named Casey.  Casey was on her way to the dog pound with her litter mates to be given up and I took her from the owner. It had been 11 years since I left my parents home and didn’t have a dog. What a gift to myself!


For the 13 years that I had Casey, I brought her to Mare and Joe’s house and they took care of her while I worked or any time I was away from my home for more than 4 hours.


Each morning, she was eager to get in the car and to go to their home. And each evening, she would be so happy when I returned. It was back in the day when dogs just went outside on their own and were not leashed or tied up. Mare went for a short walk each day with Casey, just down the street. Joe said Casey would sit on a neighbor’s yard and keep a watch-full eye on both houses.


At around 5p.m., Casey would sit on the front step, waiting for me to return. I did a lot of business and personal travel in those years and Casey would be disappointed when I didn’t show up as anticipated. Mare would get upset because Casey would repeatedly go in and out. Sometimes, when I telephoned home, Mare would hold the telephone out so Casey could hear my voice.


She was a sweet girl with a gentle disposition. She was my most devoted companion for 13 beautiful years. When it came time for me to put her down, it was saddest thing for me to do. I had  prayed that I would have the courage to do the right thing at the right time for Casey. I cried and cried and Mare and Joe did, too.  I didn’t think my world would ever be good or right again.


Lesson Learned~Never give up the opportunity to rescue or save a dog from the pound.  Love and care for your dog and you will be rewarded a hundred times over.

P.S. One of the best lines in cinematic history, in my opinion, is from the movie “The War of the Roses”. Danny Devito, the sage, weathered, older lawyer replies to the young inexperienced lawyer when asked about a relationship gone sour: “There are cat people and there are dog people.”