Oscar's passing took such a toll on so many of us. I cannot tell you how much I have cried & how heavy my heart feels every time I think of this young soul taken from all of us way too soon. And if I think of Katy & Martin for more than a second, I'm overwhelmed with grief. I don't know how they can handle it.
Jeannie (Marvin's Mom) is very effected and doesn't know if she can continue their blog. Her post is very touching & I urge all to
read it.
It made me think of our blog. Why do it? I started our blog in 2005 when Scott & I decided to get a new puppy. This was my first puppy & I was
beyond excited. I wanted to document her life from the moment she came home. I wanted to post about her training & be able to look back at how she progressed. We blogged for almost a year without a single comment from anyone. Our family & friends sometimes stopped by to read about how the gang was doing, but I essentially was posting for Scott & I.
Then in October 2006, I joined
DWBs.
Pappy &
Opy were the first ones to welcome us. Our blog has taken a more whimsical tone since then & I've started a separate
training blog to continue with my
inital intent. But we have "met" so many wonderful dogs & humans from all over the world. I cherish the friends we've made and feel like this is my extended family. A group of people that "get" me and my crazy obsession with my canine crew. Dog People can be exhausting...I used to spend my time in various Yahoo Groups and Canine Forums. I grew so weary debating training methods, nutrition, learning theory, breeders vs. shelters, vaccines...blah, blah, blah.
DWBs is my home. My happy place. I love reading
everyone's blogs. I laugh (hard) every day.
I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do when something happens to one of my guys. They are such a
humongous part of my life and my family. They are my best friends. I worry about Sherman the most. He's probably 10. Or 11 or
DoG forbid, 12. I won't accept that he's that old, but I know he probably is. But he could live to be 17 or 18 or 25. Who knows. And Lola is genetically predisposed to a short life. I'm almost prepared for her die young. Sad, but true. I can't even think about Penny...my rock, my heart dog, my canine
soulmate. She's never gonna leave me. She's not allowed. But I know I have this amazing support system that will help me through the pain and that is very comforting.
"
Don't worry Mom...we'll live forever."
So Jeannie, let me say...don't put so much pressure on yourself. This is supposed to be FUN!! You don't have to post every day. You don't have to comment everyday. I can't read every blog I'd like everyday. It's that little thing called Life that gets in the way. We won't think you don't like us if you only drop by every couple of weeks. You shouldn't feel any pressure or guilt to do more than you can. Keep Marvin's blog going for YOU (ok...and for us)! So in 25 years (minimum), when he's at the bridge, you can look back & laugh & cry & have a lasting memory of all that he was. And we can do the same.
Not to mention that we would all (Lola especially) surely miss the handsome Marvin Braveheart. That is also heartbreaking.
It's a chubby black dog's dream come true!
I also got a Wally magnet that Mom immediately added to the collection on the fridge. 
But we are VERY happy because before she went into lock down, she sent us these goodies!
I am most excited about the portable water bowl because it's been a 
And this: 
But...now it's like this (note sour puss on the chubby black one):
See, black hair on top, (fake) golden on the bottom. But they would never, EVER make such a Doofus face.
OR, even closer...Sherman is actually letting Lola touch him!
