In Remembrance:

Lorelei W. (Wigglebutt) Johnson 

5/7/2013 - 5/22/2024 

We said our goodbyes in the backyard with Dr. Maura. A high wind came up last night, no rain, or thunder, just a mighty wind that blew all night and, in the morning, there were no cicadas in our yard. So, we set up a picnic basket full of “chimkin,” treats, cheese, and yogurt in the soft grass and got in lots of pats and cuddles. There was no fear, no pain, and no anxiety; only sun, warmth, and love. EJ and I said goodbye, holding her close and talking to our “foofy dog” with those words she knew so well. Where else could we be but to just be there as the needle quietly slipped in and she was free from all burden, one surge, one leap towards the light so easily and joyously, losing all sense of restraint, weightless upon the warm, invisible air. Lorelei was free, the pain of bone and flesh departed, only one long, joyous, soundless bark as she went Home to wait by the Rainbow Bridge until we can catch up.

Forecast - Sunny with a Chance of Mayhem

Things I've learned from Sunny Lesson #457

(1) If a zoomie in the house isn't enough, run and JUMP up on the recliner and bounce until you launch yourself off like a high diver at the Olympics. Rinse and Repeat.

(2) Take your bully stick and rake it across the bars of Lorelei's crate (cell) as she naps like a prison guard does in the movies. 

(3)  New adult teeth are great.  You can bite a Sprite stolen from a shelf and spray the whole kitchen like a winning Nascar driver with the soda venting from the puncture hole!

(4) Still bored? When Mom waters the grass seed where Dad removed a bush that wasn't safe for pups to chew on- take your toy and plop into the mud, ignoring a big yard of soft, dry grass.

Update on Lorelei

We recently found out that Lorelei - our 11 year old Rescue has inoperable cancer.  We took her to the best Veterinary oncology surgeon in the state, the cost didn't matter, but there was nothing he could do.  An aggressive soft tissue sarcoma, it's symptoms were likely masked by her arthritis and hip issues It was only when the ortho Vet that sees her monthly found a suspicious lump which was biopsied that we knew something was worrisome.

She's happy as long as she has her pain meds which he's amped up, and she's playful and eating well, enjoying her new little "sister" and enjoying the moment.  But our time with her is short (weeks perhaps) so blogging will be light while we spend as much time as we can spoiling her (which includes extra cheese treats).

Hugs your loved ones close, especially the furry ones.

I'd Bark at That

Things Sunny won’t bark at: 

Sketchy looking dude riding skateboard past house. 

Mariachi music blaring from a car. 

Ambulance and Police car sirens. 

Things Sunny WILL bark at:

Robins (not the Batman kind).

The Bread Machine. 

Mr. Carson From Downton Abbey.