Showing posts with label Finley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Finley. Show all posts

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Finley, Angel Brody, Paco and Goose are our May 17, 2015 Pups of the week

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Oh the problems we angels have.  Last week we wrote about Willie feeling guilty over his Mom’s breaking her leg.  This week it was Brody who was afraid he made a mistake.

Brody chose Finley to move into his house and take care of his family.  Everything was going perfectly.  Finley fit in with the family like a duck in water.  Mom Candice loved him.  The kids loved him.  Everything was going perfectly  And then one day last week  Mom Candice felt a hard lump on Finley.
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Hard lumps are never good.  Parents hope for a cyst but fear the worst.  Mom Candice made an appointment with her vet.

Meanwhile Brody was as worried as Mom Candice.  He knew his Mom had been through too much:  More than most woman could handle and she could not take something happening to Finn.  “I checked everything,” a worried Brody said.  “How he was with kids, cats, Mom.  If he was gentle, sweet, loving.   They all came back as yes.  But lumps?  I didn’t check him for lumps.  Who check for lumps?”

I assured Brody that no angel can check for lumps on another dog.  We aren’t allowed to touch the mortals and even if we were the lump was covered by fur.  Plus it may not have been there when Finley got Brody’s stamp of approval.  But Brody spends his whole day watching over his family.  He’s a worrier and worries worry.

The next day, when Finley went to the vet Brody became even more nervous.  The vet took tissue from around the hard lump but did not get enough to make a determination.  Both Brody and Mom Candice spent the entire day of fretting, thinking of one another, and praying for Finley.

The results were good news and bad.  The good news was that it was not a tumor and not cancer.  A sigh of relief could be heard from Arizona to Italy.  The bad news is that the doctors don’t know what the hell the hard lump is.  Could be a BB, could be some vegetation that got under the skin, could be a meteor, and it will probably have to be removed.  But whenever it is not cancer it is good news,  So we tip our tail to Finley, send Mom Candice kisses on the breeze, and buy Brody a beef beer to calm him down.

Paco 2.jpgI also need to recognize our friends Paco who scared his Mom beyond scared.  He suffered an episode that left him paralyzed lying is his own urine.  Paco’s vet suggested he be given a cortisonic pill.  Miraculously Paco was soon up and walking around.  He has a vet appointment on Monday to find out what happened.  He could use some prayers.
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And finally we must recognize a giant of a dog who got his wings this week.  Goose spends his time in Blogville writing the wonderful Gospel of Goose blog.   This week the train to the Bridge came for him and he made his journey to his final home..  A sweet Pastor’s dog Goose is overqualified to be an angel,  While we will miss his wise and kind words; the compassion he displayed and the love he spread to everyone in Blogville, and his Mom will miss her best friend, mortal dogs now have an angel watching over them full time.  One of the sweetest angels of all.

Before he went to the Bridge he took his last mortal blog and left us with these parting words:  “Live each day to the fullest, for it is a gift.  Love often, growl less.  Take time to smell the roses.  Let those who surround you know they are loved.  Life is beautiful my friends, so see it, share it, create it.  Oh and this one last thing, STICKS!!!!  If you see a stick in need do me a favor, help it out.”

Very wise words.  And living life the the fullest is something Goose and Reese knew how to do, and Paco and Finley know how to do.







Sunday, March 15, 2015

Finley and Briscoe are our March 15, 2015 Pups of the Week


Rainbow Bridge is getting filled with my friends.   For every one of them there are broken hearts on the other side of the River.  We carry the weight of those broken hearts with our every step.  We have to find a way to shed that weight for both our parents and ourselves.  Nothing cures a broken heart, and helps us lose that weight, like love.  Nothing cures a broken heart like a new pet.

Recently two of my closest friends passed over the River of Life.  Otis Campbell and Brody were beloved dogs, by their parents and many friends.    They were both the only  dogs in the house.  Their parents were left with the overbearing silence of a missing heartbeat.  From the day they arrived Otis and Brody knew they had to replace the absent heartbeat  

Brody, who is forever watching over his family, wasted little time in accomplishing this feat.  He slipped into the dreams of the woman who helped rescue him and told her that his special Mom needed another dog very quickly.  She had just such a dog.  A beautiful baby named Finley.  She contacted Brody’s Mom and told her she had a dog that she knew Brody’s Mom would love.

Brody’s Mom had become very cautious.  Several unexpected life shattering disasters do that to a soul.  She also has two young children and a cat so a love connection needed to be made with all of them, or at least with the humans.  Sometimes all we can expect from a cat is tolerance.

Initially Finley was called Test Subject, or TS for short.  Brody’s Mom did not know if she could commit to another dog.  “Come on Mom!” Brody yelled while watching her on his TV at Tommy’s mansion, just like he would yell at her to feed him or throw the ball.  “I sent him to you.  Stop worrying and be happy.”

Kids, being kids, and Finley, being a dog, fell in love instantly.  It took a while, and several dream visits from Brody to convince his Mom, and now FInley is home for good, easing the pain from Brody’s Mom’s heart, and the weight from his shoulders.

Otis Campbell loves his Mom very much but when he arrived on the side of the River he was tasked with opening his drug store and ice cream shoppe.  He worked night and day to give us the best treats anywhere at the Bridge.  But during every spare moment he had Otis was looking for a new pup for his family too.

His task was harder than Brody’s.  Otis’ Mom wanted a puppy of a certain size and type.  In between putting sprinkles on ice cream and making milk shakes he was checking everywhere looking for the perfect pup.  When he saw Briscoe he knew this was he had found little Mr. Perfect.  He lead his Mom to Briscoe and his parents were overjoyed to once again find the pup of their dreams.

Brody’s Mom and Otis’ Mom felt guilty that they had fallen in love again,   I ask them both to remember:  This is what your angel babies wanted you to do.  You have helped them complete their last task for you (although they will do many more.)  They know another pup is taking care of your earthly needs.  Now even Otis can sit and enjoy a sundae.

And more good news:  Aran just came flying over.  She thinks she has found the perfect dog for her Mom too.  We are all working to make this happen for her Mom.  Hopefully it will, and Aran’s burden will be eased too.  

; Dear Sweet Mommy:  Pappy is going to do everything short of burning that house down to keep someone from buying it.  He still thinks it should be the Ted Gay Museum but I think the House of the Stupid will make a better name.  And since the appliance he was most concerned with is the sump pump he is now haunting it.
I don’t think we have to worry about going to the Chinaman’s with Samantha.  The next time you go you just tell the Chinaman that Samantha is the famous Lizard Girl.  He won’t want anything to do with her.  Chinamen can only touch Lizards during the year of the Lizard.
So the Delicate Genius is going to work from 11:00 AM to 3:00 PM on Saturdays?  Oh well that’s just great.   Let’s make sure he gets plenty of sleep.  Never mind our nap time.  He is really burning my tail right now.  You don’t go shopping when he’s working.  You take a nap with me.  Selfish moon faced jerk.
I have to tell you that I admire you and Daddy not getting all worked up about the creepy homeless guy living under the house.  He is quite content there and he leaves in the morning unless it is raining.  It has been months since he has killed a family so I wouldn’t worry about that.
I am going to pray that you have a better day tomorrow but the Delicate Genius is getting a new computer so I am sure he is going to get all worked up and drive the day straight to shit.  Oh well, what can you do?  Remember all your grandbabies and angels love you and miss you but I love you and miss you most of all and I will see you in your dreams.
Love Foley Monster

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