Monday, January 11, 2016

On Frozen Pond.............


4 comments:

Mr. Ed said...

♫♫♪Monday, Monday..... Can't trust that day.........♫♪♫
But, there's no choice other than get out and meet it head on!


Have a bodacious one.......

Today's cover shot: More whimsy of winter........ It is actually a parking lot filled to the tops of the curbs with floodwaters from a nearby creek and then frozen into a perfect (although unused) skating rink.

Mr. Ed said...

Mandy

Black day at mi casa.... had to put Mandy down. She had developed kidney problems several months ago following thyroid treatment with radio active isotope but was stable until just recently when her numbers started to turn downward. Her most recent tests from a month ago showed she had contracted cancer and her numbers were headed for the basement. She never showed any pain but there wasn't much left of her old self remaining when she departed.

mariposa said...

I'm so sorry for y0ur loss.




She is Gone

You can shed tears that she is gone, Or you can smile because she lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
Or you can be full of the love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone,
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

Author - David Harkins

Mr. Ed said...

Mariposa - Thank you!

Mandy was special in so many ways, way too many to list. I found her cold and wet, huddled in the snow several years ago at Christmas time. When I called to her, she immediately came to me and let me hold her under my coat for warmth. That type of trust is hard to break but at the end, I know there was nothing more I could do for her but remove her from any further suffering. I will grieve but in a positive way as I go on with my remaining inside and outside group of fur balls. They all have their own story of how they came to be with me. I always go on but I never forget the ones I’ve lost…………