My Drive With Rosie

I wasn't real sure how to title this post. 

Tuesday I got a call from the funeral home that cremated our Rosie. 

I chose to cremate her because of past experience with burying animals at the ranch.  This is morbid.  But the dogs would dig up what was buried - and, well, you get the idea. 

So, Wednesday morning before going to work, I drove into Baker to pick her up. 

I have to say.  My heart was truly touched. 

The care they gave to her remains is beyond what I had expected.

Her sweet little box has her name on the top, along with a beautiful, flat marbled stone, etched in gold.

And, inside along with her remains, they put a print of one of her paws, and  a packaged cutting of her fur.

I didn't even think of these things.  How precious they would be.

So, there we were.  Rosie and I.  She drove up front with me to work.  And drove home with me after.  It's a long drive.  My commute is 33 miles.  And Baker is an extra 20 minutes. 


It was comforting, really.


Not sure what our next steps will be.  Meaning, if the kids and I will take her somewhere to spread her ashes, when all three of us are together again (Christmas Holidays).

Right now? I find comfort just having her home.

This Week: We Lost a Close Family Member

 This was a rough week.  Our favorite kitty, who has been at my side since my divorce six years ago, left this earthly place on Tuesday, October 17. 

She was a huge part of our family. 

This kitty had so much personality. 

My top ten favorites:

1. She would dart around the house when all three of us were home.  As if saying 'yeah, we are all here!'
2. She loved to sleep with us.  She would take turns visiting snuggling.  She started on my bed, on her blanket.  When I got up then she would go visit Jake or Sami.  If she visited Jake, he let her under the covers.  
3. When Sami took off for college I often found her sleeping on Sami's bed.  Then when Jake left last month, same thing.
4. If I didn't get out of bed by 5am she would come up and pat me on my face, as if to say 'get up, you're late!'
5. Her catnip was in a kitchen drawer.  Jake would open the drawer just a smidge and she would open it farther, crawl in and roll around.  
6. She had her favorite tree, that she slept in.  
7. She would walk out to the end of my 'sidewalk' and sit and stare at the mountains.  Just like me.
8. When I came home, she was waiting, just on the other side of the door.  She knew our cars.  She would run to the door when she heard Jake's truck or Sami's jeep.  
9. She loved to me on my lap, while I worked at my computer.
10. She loved to snuggle on the couch.

So now, when I come home, I look for her when I crack open the door.  

When I crawl into bed, my feet go to her spot, to feel her weight.

When I wake during the night, I wait for her to come up to me, and sniff my face.

When I am on the couch, I look for her to run in to the living room and snuggle with me.

I look at where her food used to be.

I look at where her kitty box used to be.

I look for her.

Rosie

Christmas 2016 - Getting it trouble for playing with ornaments

Watching for Birds

Her Catnip Drawer

With Sami and Sally - Just One of the Girls

Being Sassy with Jake

Plotting Another Ornament Attack

Not Happy with the Tree Arriving

Footprints in the Snow - Forever in my Heart

December Daily - #1 12/1/2013. Sunday

I am attempting to do a December Daily Album, but blog style.
Last year I kept a daily journal in one blog post that I never shared.  I love revisiting it. It has all sorts of stuff in it, like, storm monitoring, tracking the sinus infection I had, and the first sweet dates with FM.

It's all narrative and needs some photos, so one of these days I will update it and share it with all of you.

This year?

A daily post.  Let's see how it goes...
In My Life...

My $35 Tree.  Setup all by my lonesome. Last year's was $5.00 (USFS)

Today I strung my lights.  And that big wreath?  $35 from the LG Lyons'.

Fa La La La La! 

Our Entry Way. Notice those dark clouds?  Storm is a coming. Hence trying to get all this done!

And the fence that faces the paved road.  Yep.  One busy girl today.

Today was a crazy, busy day.  I went and got the tree, solo.  And set it up, solo.  It was the 'dirtiest' tree I have ever purchased.  It rained last night and my tree was muddy!  So needless to say, a few things got dirty along the way. Inside of car, white shirt hanging in car, kitchen floor, living room carpet, and even a wall.  I bought the tree to support the kid's school -   a fundraiser.  And, I bought an 'extra' for them to donate to a needy family.  which makes my little heart sing (part of my personal RAK project).

I also put up the outside Christmas lights and decor, today.  And set the lights to a timer, which, yippee, is working just right.

And now?  My back hurts.  HA! 

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What is going on with my significant ex's family... 
The kids went back to their dad's this morning after being with me since Thanksgiving night.  This was a rough week for them.  They left a week ago Sunday, with their Dad, to be with the Sexton Family in Idaho.   Dick's dad, John Henry Sexton, or 'Hank' as he was known, took a tumble out of bed on Nov. 22nd.  At some point he had stopped breathing.  This poor man lost his eyesight and hearing both, about two years ago and has been depressed, sad, and wanting to leave this planet for quite some time. He was taken to a hospital, and put into an induced coma to bring his body temp. down.  He never came out of the coma and he died on Wednesday, November 27th after being taken off life support.  Sometime soon, maybe tomorrow, the kids and Dick will go back to Idaho for a family viewing.  Dick's sister has called me twice and I have not called her back yet. It is hard for me.  It's not my story.  It's Dick's and the kids. 
 
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And in my heart..
Getting the tree and decorating outside occupied my time and kept me busy today.  Which, was good, considering my heart took a hit this morning.  A 'friend' sent me a text with a photo of the man I was dating for 10 months and his date, while they were out at an event last night.  Excuse me?  Who does that to a person?  She wanted to know if I saw 'this' on Facebook.  Whatever.   Reminds me of a show my daughter watches called 'Gossip Girl'. Good God.  Drama.

This is the guy that was my FM (favorite man) and that I fell in love with, but he just wasn't emotionally available to me.  And he had a lot going on in the 'baggage' dept. with his ex.  I broke up with him a month ago.  But miss him daily and think about him far too much for someone who tells herself  'this is the right thing to do' and  'he is not the right guy for you'.  

So needless to say, my little heart hurt to see him with someone else.

But life goes on.  Talley ho.  Forward ho. Upward and Onward.

Go A Team.