Hey big guy.. I am so glad you are having a good time and letting us know that you are A-OK!!! Cause.. that makes three.. THREE white feathers that I have found since you have been gone Mr. Magoo!! Sunday morning when I got up and I was walking through the bedroom, what do I see on the ground.. in front of where your ramp used to be.. but a single white feather!! Which I found funny because it was right in front of the tall dresser.. where you are sitting on top in your cedar box, with your pawprint (which I touch all the time) and your collar and your very first sausage squeaky!!!
Of course, my Fred, smiled when I told him and then I think he went and had a teary eyes moment in the tv room… he gets teary eyed Frankie.. we all do.. but that is ok.. I know you see it.. and you know that when it happens, we are thinking of you, loving you, remembering you and of course missing you. I’m sure you miss us too, but eventually, one day, we will see each other again and then you’ll be stuck with me.. lol How do you like me now!!?? Lol
Fred and I were chatting about going ice fishing next year again… and I think we are going to take Maggie and Wilson with us. Remember going ice fishing? You had such a good time.. you were such a good boy.. and didn’t even fall in the hole once! Maggie did… twice.. remember.. ?? crazy mutt.. spins around and her butt falls right down the hole. Geesh.
Remember I made Maggie and you hoodies? I was afraid the weather would be really, really cold on the snowmobile ride out there and I wanted to keep you guys warm!! After all.. I have fished there when it was minus 45!!!!! after all.. you were pretty hip in your GAP hoodie!! I can hear the voice… “yooooooooooooo ADRIANNNN!”
You loved the snowmobile ride out there in the sled…. The wind in your face made you smile!! And we said to hell with the hoodies!!
You loved to sit beside Fred and watch him fish…. well.. you loved to sit beside Fred period. lol
You even watched the hole for us while we were busy…
But I know that your favorite part of that fishing trip was when we cleaned the fish, cooked the fish.. and gave you guys some. Fish is delish isn’t it!!! yummmmm!!!!
I really wanted to take you fishing again one more time in February… but I was afraid of the ice and you slipping. I was afraid that you would hurt or break your front leg.. and being way out in the middle of nowhere.. well. I don’t know what I would have done if you had hurt yourself!!
I should have taken you. For that I am sorry buddy. I really am… but we will fish again… and we can fish as long as we want to… cause there will be no time limit next time!! We won’t have to pack up and go home. We can hang as long as you want to and just.. enjoy!
Now, remember to remind Wilson about his manners walking on the leash… and tell him to stop trying to use the water dish as a mini puppy pool!! crazy canine… !!!
Thanks bud… I know he is in good hands.. well.. ummm.. paws… you know what I mean!!
Bark atcha later!
Where on earth do you live?? I’m guessing Alaska?
Conjured up a different image when I first saw, “gone fishing”……and it didn’t involve snow, blizzards or “ice holes” as the good ole’ fishing hole!
And then…..the fishi g hole is encased in a heated cabin? Huh?
O,ay, of course the feathers are from Frank n’ Farter, but you already k ow that! Are there snow geese over there in “blizzard la d”? Or any other geese? Do the feathers look like goose down?
I really enjoyed those photos! Really! Seei g those pups throw off their hoodies and soak up the fresh cold air…that’s priceless! I’m ot so sure Frank enjoyed posing though!
This is a delightful post, as re the pictures. Your commentaries add so much fun and really bring thi gs to life!
It tugs at my heart though, kowing how much you miss that good buddy, best friend. I know revisiti g these memories brings him back to you though. I love that he keeps dropping feathers to remi d you he ks right by your side still:-) 🙂
Alaska, right?
Sally and Happy Hannah
Franklin is so thoughtful. He knows when Mom and Dad need a visit. Love those pictures. Memories are what keep our angels close after they’ve crossed the bridge and always make us smile even if it’s with a tear in our eye.
Thanks for sharing.
Luanne and Shooter