It was the end of October
And the frosted jetty floated in the rising sun.
A glowing Ruby
Was ready to play in the golden light.
The frost turned her breath
Into a white beard.
Grass crunched underfoot –
And the diamond-studded earth
Made a lovely canvas for a meeting with friends.
After all, happiness is a frosted dog!
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I found a jewel in the early morning mist.
(Ruby takes her role as model very seriously.)
To the right of the jetty,
A pink panorama opened up;
And to the left, an Impressionist painting
Of trees floating in the dawn.
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Many many thanks for all your wonderful messages of sympathy on Oscar’s passing. It has meant a lot to me.
This week I went down to Oscar’s favourite place, the jetty on our lake,
And threw some rose petals into the water as a way of honouring my furry friend.
Ruby, who is Oscar’s great-granddaughter, and who we have been fostering for the past nine months,
Decided to honour Oscar in his favourite activity: diving into the lake.
She carefully retrieved one of the roses
And placed it on the jetty.
We sat for a while
Enjoying the autumn scenery and good memories of Oscar.
I’d say that a part of him lives on in Ruby, who is now our own dog.
Be warned: you might see more pictures of wet (and dry) dogs here on my blog after all!
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It’s a new day, a new season.
The rising sun reminds me of the beauty in the world.
Satin reflections on the lake
Bring a sense of calm;
And my jetty always has the most
(This is Ruby: Oscar’s great-granddaughter, who is now our dog.)
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Those of you who follow my dog, Oscar, or me on Facebook already know that Oscar is no longer with us.
We had to say good-bye to our dearest friend on Friday as his osteoarthritis left him unable to walk.
After so many years of unconditional love from him, it was our turn to show him our love and let him go.
He dived into his last sunset at the vet’s on Friday morning, surrounded by so much love. (He was nearly 12 years old.)
He fell asleep peacefully in my lap, with the rest of his family at his side.
I know he touched the lives of so many of you – even though you had never met him.
It warms my heart that you could see his gentle soul through my photos.
It’s a measure of the love he shared and the life he led – that he connected with so many people around the world.
He lived fully in every moment; he loved widely and generously.
That’s the best way to live — and his best legacy.
Please forgive me if I don’t visit you this week. But I want you to know that your warm wishes and love are a source of comfort to us.
For more love, please visit: Our World Tuesday.
Sweet memories of
The dogs days of summer:
Enjoying sultry evenings
Of purple magnificence
With my best furry friend.
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I may or may not have taken over 100 photos of Ruby’s pups a couple of weeks ago –
So I hope you don’t mind if I share some more!
Who can resist
A small, furry puppy face –
Or a handful
Of puppy love?
One of the puppies
Attached herself to my son’s finger.
Our visit tired out
The adorable puppies
And we left them sweetly snoozing.
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I’m away in Gothenburg this week so won’t be around to visit you,
But I want to leave you with some sweet pictures of Ruby and her three-week-old puppies.
Ruby was very happy to see us – and we we were overjoyed to see her.
Her pups were constantly calling for attention –
Who could resist that sweet tail?
They were very affectionate
And not afraid of us at all.
In fact, they seemed to find some of us
Very tasty indeed!
(More puppy pictures coming up next week.)
I’ll be back on Thursday with a new post.
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Indulge me a little
As I talk about love and dogs.
(This is an old photo – but one of my favourites.)
Oscar, our dog, came to us
When he was four and a half.
He has taught us so much
About love and companionship.
(My son took this picture of Oscar, 11.5, and me.)
Ruby, 5, is our foster dog and has been with us since December.
She was mated and grew larger and larger.
Towards the end of her pregnancy, she didn’t go far
But loved the coolness of the late evening light.
We thought she might have three or four pups inside her (like the first litter of pups she had last year),
But she surprised us all by giving birth to eight healthy puppies.
This is a photo the breeder sent me on the same day as the birth.
I’d say love conquers all, wouldn’t you?
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May is the time of birdsong and golden light.
A visitor dropped by – flew straight into the kitchen
And demanded coffee with a merry song.
As the sun sets later and later,
Its golden light paints everything
With honeyed tones
And is the perfect background
For a friend’s dog shaking herself dry
After an evening dip.
As for Oscar — he loves contemplating
A May sunset …
But no prizes for guessing
What he did next.
Yes – he went for a swim. After all, who could resist?
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