Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Ode to Blue

We lost a valued, loved part of our family this week.  His heartbeat in our house is so greatly missed it is hard to imagine him not coming home.
Blue our faithful, trusted companion and first child for 12 years is gone.


It's so hard to describe the important place this chubby stubbornly sweet dog took in our lives.
He was David's ears barking and creating a fuss when people came to the door.
Phia's first and most patient playmate allowing her to dress him in the most ridiculous outfits.
Logan's first frenemy above Blue gave him a nice kiss to get him to move over so he could snuggle with Phia.
My walking buddy annoyingly happy to walk at 5:00am in any type of weather.

Arriving home from the vet I put the kids in the bath and sat down on the floor to take a breath automatically reaching over to the empty space that was Blue to pet him.

Woke up in the middle of the night to a quiet room without his bear like snore.

Stepped out of bed in the morning and stepped over his empty place.

Made my way down the stairs for a run holding the door open for the emptiness that didn't need to go out.

Arrived home from work and opened the door to a quiet home and reached in automatically to get him a dog treat.

Followed Phia in and out of the bathroom since Blue isn't there to keep the monsters at bay.


I won't miss picking up poop, the constant water puking and the ridiculously bad tooting but I would take it all back to have our guy back.

He was the best food vacuum, he was quick to come when needed and most importantly he was a much loved member of our family.

Today when we were coming back from the park we saw a rabbit running willy nilly through the field and I am quite sure it was Blue giving him a good chase.

Good Boy Blue! Get that rabbit but don't bring it home Mommy's allergic.

4 comments:

  1. I'm so sorry for your loss. He was so very adorable.

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  2. So sorry to hear about Blue. What touching words you have given to all of us to remember him. Thinking of you guys. Hang in there.

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  3. Oh Ginger, so sorry to hear. We lost our dog a year and a half ago. She was with us for 14 years. I cried for two days. She is terribly missed. If is funny how little you realize why you do the tings you do, until the reason is gone and you can't figure out why you still say "clean up" when you spill something on the floor. Our thoughts to you, HUGS!

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