Last Call

Many things have happened and the family is all but gone, including me. The mom passed 2008, the dad has remarried and I lived with them until just recently. Worf died of old age, Simon and Neryes went to live together, then I heard Simon died, natural causes, he was old when the Mom and Dad rescued him from the shelter. I had a good yard, grass too, then it got rocked to save water and it was hard to walk on. I started getting old. I stayed in the warm house and garage sometimes when it was real cold. I had some of the problems old critters get and got some meds for it. The Vet pretty much said I was getting old. The sunny spots felt good on many days, and the dad always had a good spot for me inside on my own blanket. The Dad said I was living longer than most dogs in my weight and general class category. Some days I just didn't want to get up, but I did because that's what dogs do. I was always happy to see the Dad, but I was getting a lot slower and I think that one day he came looking for me, I was warm in my heated doggy space, I looked at him and he me and I think we both knew our paths were going to separate soon. One more vet visit and the doc told the Dad I was almost half what I did weigh, and lots of my parts were not working, I know some days the aspirin didn't always work. But the Dad always kept the water melted and the food on time. Extra treats too. My looker-after when they were gone lady visited and she was unhappy and then all the days were sunny, until my Dad loaded me up one last time. That day it was rainy, Everyone at the vet's office was very quiet and the dad was sad. He stayed with me as the vet gave me a shot to relax me. The Dad sat on the floor with me. It was very nice to have my head on his lap. His rubs were good as always. Well the next thing I know I've crossed the Rainbow Bridge and I see the Mom and all the critters she had and since most were cats they faked disinterest, I got to meet her before me dog, Baron, he was a nice one, big, but nice. I asked where the Dad was and the Mom said he'll be along later. So we play, eat and lay in the sun, sometimes we think about those who are yet to come and some days we don't.
Charli.

Charli passed quietly Sept 19. 2014. She was, by our best estimates almost 18 years old where most dogs of her make and model live to be 15-16. I miss her and all my critters.

the Dad, Tom

I'm happy to see some old friends still here, the dad will be in the Seattle area in a month, if he has time maybe he'll look up the old dog haven. he's not happy about parting company because he always has been the last person all his past critters see before the Rainbow Bridge. He's not one of those throw away critters on a whim type, even if he finds a tick on me.

Yes we are still in Albuquerque, NM . the dads new place is Rio Rancho, a place NW of Albuquerque, about 20 miles away. I know I'm pretty old 17? I was about 2 years when the dad and passed mom found me in the pound. People always want a young jumpy puppy, maybe in my next life I will come back as a dog, why mess with perfection?  this week I am going to try the new place, but my new future mom is sending mixed signals to my dad.. Dad made me a bed in the garage last night, it was better than the ground, but not my home. my home has 2 really nice cubby holes, but the new mom will not allow my dad to have those in her yard. I think the dad will create one if I can stay. They are planning a long trip soon and I got to visit the family who will look after me. they have 3 dogs and I can only stay for a visit. they have a big house. I was very quiet and the people said when I got up to go to my dad I was more animated then I was since I got there. Strange house, strange but nice people.  this week my dad is taking me to get cleaned and polished, I hope he's kidding about that polished part.

hi all it's been a long time since my last post, one cat has been readapted and is doing well, now my plea, do you know anyone who might take an old dog in. me?? the dad has kept up with my shots and license, but the new place he's moving to with a soon to be wife isn't a very good dog yard and the new mom had to get rid of her old dog, and well the floor to too slippery for me. I tried and while my dad laughed , it wasn't funny to have no traction at all. the lady is nice enough but her yard is too neat and sterile, I wonder if my dad can even make it a good yard. it took awhile getting back online, the dumb dad forgot all the passwords, its a wonder he even remembered the place, but he wants me to go to a family that will love a good dog. and thought this would be another avenue of chance. any chance you have room for 2 old cats too, Simon and Worf?  just checking. I missed Nesire, when she went away, and heard she hid in the garage for almost  a week in her new home. now she is a family member. btw I get along with small critters, some feral cats have moved in and while my yard is very different from 2 years ago, those darn cats follow me everywhere.

summer begins

Charlie here at long last, the dad is moving in with that GF from last year, I went out there for awhile. she will live with me, but the cats gotta go. the dad is agonizing about how to find 3 old cats homes. she has slick hard to stand on floors and no carpet, but the dad says it's easier to clean. he has moving stuff and things inside get moved around. tonight he's cleaning up old stuff and came across this blog. he still get sad sometimes, but can't help that I guess he always will, went to a groomer the past month, all spiffied up, maybe every month when we move.

now back to my yard dust bowl. the dad is taking down all those beds he fenced off from me. I get to supervise.

he going to see his sister in texas soon and a nice girl visits me then. things sure changed when the mom died, maybe again after we move, I sure miss all her rubbing, she gave me lots, the dad lets me lick his yogurt boxes

so it could be worse I guess. my favorite car to ride in is gone, to a daughter who needed it. so now I get to ride in the truck if dad can clean it. if anyone is still listening bark bark and I'll try to get him on again.

new girlfriend and fall days

the dad has found another girlfriend. this one visited me a few days ago. he spends lots of days away, and he comes back several times. he's even missed our bark park walks. today we went to the bark park, but part of it is blocked off. the dad says to add a wheelchair path. I guess so, if he says so. there is a new puppy next door. stupid little white dog, not a very good guard dog, it's trying to sound mean, but it's not in his puppy ways. the cats are doing ok, Worf stays in lots. balls fly over the yard and sometimes the dad tossed them back. the weeds are big, if the dad stay here instead of away maybe the yard wouldn't have weeds. he still provides meaty bones, when he's here, and lets me stay in more often now winter is coming on. he had another garden blog, but gave up on that. he's not much gardening still the mom went to the rainbow bridge. maybe next year, he said his tomatoes did nothing, the other stuff did nothing but he had a good crop of squash bugs. I don't think he will raise that stupid plant again. well if anyone is still out there. I'm letting you all know that I think the dad has found another GF, so far this is his longest. maybe she'll stay here and pet me, the dad says when he cleans up more. bark later

June days

it's getting pretty hot here, 100 deg this weekend, the dad is doing more gardening this year and I'm still helping him. he's giving me lots of head rubs always now and we bark park every Sunday. the last time we went late and I convinced him 2 laps instead of out normal 3 in this hotness was plenty. he thought about it and agreed. maybe there is hope for this person. the meatly bones are pretty small this week, I hope he gets bigger ones next time. but I accept them and eat them. One of the cats sniff at tit and I went berserk well the cat backed off. the dad says I should be so aggressive about food, but darn it it's mine, and maybe the cat food is mine too when no one is looking. the dad caought me once, so he knows I do it, but I'm careful. the dad is still dating, but I think he's given up, he goes out less and agonizes less. Worf is getting old, he stays pretty quiet, he's older than I am and I'm 9 years here, the dad says he showed up as a little kitten when the Mom and Dad moved in.

well I'm off to bed, the dad fixed my daytime cool spot, but it wasn't planned to make it wetter, but i think it will help.

Charli

long dry spell

for those still watching, the dad finally got back online. I convinced him the older picture needed updating so I stood long enough for a picture, he took some goofy ones. not much this winter going on here, hail this week, it looked like snow bit sure didn't feel like snow. I on;y consented to this picture, 'cause I was playing around and the dad said it was the only way to get me not blurred, that and that cookie that's out of frame, the dad is still dating. one lady was over for awhile but then she quit coming around, the dad wasn't too upset, I kinda missed the extra rubs, but she only was here a little. even Neryris let her rub her. I liked her, she gave good rub, although the dad said I got better then he did. I'd never ever dogged dreamed of that. after a vet visit the vet said I was getting old, sure some aches, and after a few laps at the bark park, I let the dad know it's time to rest up. he now sprinkles on some white stuff in my food for my aches, the dog doctor said it was ok. he think's he hides it, but I can tell, at first I ate around it, now I don't. well I'm off the bed, the dad too. I'll try to get him to write more, but he still gets sad sometimes about the mom, not so much anymore, me too, I miss following her at the bark park, I ran to one person , but it wasn't her, so I came back to dad. he saw me approach her like I did with the mom, well maybe some day I'll find her. Charlie