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Jennifer E. Thomas
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It's almost like there are these periods where our relationship is smooth and steady, and then there are times when it's like standing on the edge of this gorgeous, wonderful waterfall and just letting yourself drop, knowing that there's a safe pool of water ready to catch you at bottom. You take the plunge and you're in wayyyy over your head, but oh man, it's exhilarating, it's breathtaking, it's just incredible and you feel better than you ever have before and the water is cool and refreshing and exactly what you needed.

Sam is my waterfall.

- LJ entry from 8/2005


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So in the time since I was last regularly posted, I've ended up with a few dogs. Well, five.

There is Molly, who I got before I stopped posting. She's now an elderly black chihuahua with a chip on her shoulder the size of Uluru. She also has this way of being sweet just when you don't expect it. When we got her, the humane society thought she was about two years old, but in the seven years since, she's gone exceedingly grey, so we think she's some bit older than that.

Then we got Murphy, who was, for sure, 2 years old. He's a miniature poodle, white, and thinks my farts smell like roses. Wherever I go, there he is. He is now 6.

Lulu is my darling red short-hair dachschund girl. She was five when we got her, is nine now and starting to grey on her snout. Lulu likes nothing better than to burrow under blankets, coats, pillows, whatever is handy.

Last November we got Connor, who is a chiweenie, half chihuahua, half dachshund. He was about 10 months old when we got him and turns 2 in January. I've never seen a more timid and terrified dog. It took months to get him to eat from a bowl in the kitchen, at first he would not leave my side. He was terrified of men, terrified of pretty much everything. In the last year, he has come SO far! He's a shy but friendly little guy now, and the first to notify the household that strangers are at the door. His fear of men is gone, too.

Finally, in February we got Cubby, whose pic I shared the other day. Cubby is half lab, half shitzu, 9 months old or thereabouts, affectionate, bouncy, and too energetic by far.

Them's the pooches. :) I'll put pics up this week.


I liked reading about your dogs; thanks for sharing.

I think I got a cat since you lasted posted-not sure. Karma came to me--he came here when his previous owner was moving & not sure where he was going to live. So, we were Karma's retirement home. He was 10 or 11. We loved him so. He did at the end of this June. Without the expense tests to confirm (but blood tests showed elevated bilirubin & liver enzyme levels), he had liver cancer. He also had lost over half his weight--going from 22 pounds, to under 10 at his death. Poor lil' guy. We sure did love him & miss him so very much. :: sigh ::

So sad, Zeecha! I'm glad you were there to give Karma a nice life til the end!

I look forward to seeing the pictures!