Little Angels

I was sitting in traffic today, headed west out of Harman on Rt 33. Soon after we got moving again, I saw a dust cloud arrise from the road ahead. An unexpected tree had fallen into the road; luckily it was between traffic strings and didn't hit anything. I knew we were in for another delay and I was getting caught up on paperwork, as I was sitting there. I noticed Ralphie staring to my left, I assumed he was just trying to learn to read. Soon after, Joey started staring that way, too.
   I looked up and there were 2 guys in one of the tree service trucks from Macon, GA. They were staring down and grinning. The driver said something and I rolled down the window. He said that those 2 beagles look like Little Mafia Hit Men; waiting for something to happen. I guess I have the only gaurd beagles in the country. Just look at these little angels.

The Big Dog Is Gone

TOMMY

Twelve-year old Tommy passed on this week.  He was the gentle giant; if there ever was one. Kind, caring and gentle.  He looked forward to visits by the neighbors dogs; after they overcame their fear.  In his prime he weighed 122 pounds, as arthritis took its' toll he began to wither away.  The last year was rough, he couldn't go on his beloved walk, couldn't make the hills anymore.  Cancer took him away.

When I moved back here, I had my turkey dog: Bonnie Blue.  For about 5 years Tommy would never let me touch him.  If I tried to pet him, he would just walk away.  The day after Bonnie died, he came up to me and wanted to be petted. Dogs Know.. Goodbye Tommy.  You will take up residence on the mantle; soon.