The second second day

Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a few
steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me over
to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and I've
noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that doesn't
stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if she turns
around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly gets on with
doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere between 75 and 90 in
human years, and time is short for her now, even if her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick. And
she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*

Yowie
--
If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many
pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones.

Yowie wrote:
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of
your pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once
clumsiness due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and
considered movement. Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still
gyrating in mad sweeping chaos, and she still loves to torture socks,
but she's disticnly an *old* dog now. When she gets up from lying
down, she does slowly, and walks a few steps with a limp before her
hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me over to get to the hose,
although still enjoys a good water fight, and I've noticed her front
teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that doesn't stop her
destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if she turns
around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly gets on
with doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere between
75 and 90 in human years, and time is short for her now, even if her
spirit isn't.
*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I
have to say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg
would surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both
Shmogg's devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd
c*t trick. And she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*

Yowie

{{{{{{{{{{{{ Vicky }}}}}}}}}}}}
--
Adrian (Owned by Snoopy, Bagheera & Shadow)
Cats leave pawprints on your heart
http://community.webshots.com/user/clowderuk

"Yowie" wrote in
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I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have
to say goodbye is not far away.

I am in no way a dog person but now you've got me all choked up....

(That's a good thing.)

On Mar 23, 5:57*am, "Yowie" wrote:
*Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement..
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a few
steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me over
to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and I've
noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that doesn't
stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if she turns
around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly gets on with
doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere between 75 and 90 in
human years, and time is short for her now, even if her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick. And
she was - and still is - a *good dog*.


May her second day be long and gentle.

--
Will in New Haven
"Dogs and cats, that's the answer. Dogs AND cats." - me

and she couldn't have chosen a better human to share her life with, the
second day is always even harder for me than the third, because it not only
portends of what is to come but reminds me of my own not always graceful
maturing, Lee
"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a
few steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me
over to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and
I've noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that
doesn't stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if
she turns around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly
gets on with doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere
between 75 and 90 in human years, and time is short for her now, even if
her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick.
And she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*

Yowie
--
If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many
pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones.

((((((((Yowie))))))))))))
Kyla
"Yowie" ...
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a
few steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me
over to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and
I've noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that
doesn't stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if
she turns around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly
gets on with doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere
between 75 and 90 in human years, and time is short for her now, even if
her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick.
And she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*

Yowie
--
If you're paddling upstream in a canoe and a wheel falls off, how many
pancakes can you fit in a doghouse? None, icecream doesn't have bones.

"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a
few steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me
over to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and
I've noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that
doesn't stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if
she turns around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly
gets on with doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere
between 75 and 90 in human years, and time is short for her now, even if
her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick.
And she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*

Yowie

((((((((((Yowie and Fluffy))))))))))

Joy

"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a
few steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me
over to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and
I've noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that
doesn't stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if
she turns around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly
gets on with doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere
between 75 and 90 in human years, and time is short for her now, even if
her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg would
surely be happy to see each other again as she was truly both Shmogg's
devoted second servant and willing stooge for many a b*st*rd c*t trick.
And she was - and still is - a *good dog*.

*sigh*


((((((((((Vicky)))))))))

I dread that day too. Fluffy is one of my favorite d-things.

Pam S.

Yowie wrote:
gentle snippage

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

snip

It is hard. {{{Yowie}}}

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban.
In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.

Yowie wrote:
Today is Fluffy's "Second Day" in the "three days you'll remember of your
pet". Where once youth was, there is age. Where there was once clumsiness
due to overinthusiastic puppyhood there's careful and considered movement.
Oh her eyes are still bright, her tail is still gyrating in mad sweeping
chaos, and she still loves to torture socks, but she's disticnly an *old*
dog now. When she gets up from lying down, she does slowly, and walks a few
steps with a limp before her hips 'warm up'. She no longer barrels me over
to get to the hose, although still enjoys a good water fight, and I've
noticed her front teeth are worn to virtual stumps even though that doesn't
stop her destroying anything wooden in the house. Occasionally if she turns
around too quick, she lets out a quick yelp, although quickly gets on with
doing whatever it was she was doing. She'd be somewhere between 75 and 90 in
human years, and time is short for her now, even if her spirit isn't.

*sigh*

I hate these second days because I know that the third day when I have to
say goodbye is not far away.

Still, I wouldn't want to know life with out her, and she and Shmogg woul


Old age is not fun. It happens to people too. She has our purrs for
comfort. MLB