Hi Kitteh!
We're doing okay over here. After my dental appointment--yahoo! No cavities! TEE HEE!--I was walking to the car and tripped! I went flying! My head ended up in a bush-my knees and one forearm are skinned up. People came flying out of nowhere-gotta love this little place! I'm pretty okay--allergic to bandaid adhesive so have patches of neosporin/pain reliever cream on--much to Hope's curiosity. :( She's driving me nutso. It hurts to bend them! So I went on to the dry cleaners (saying ouchie ouchie all the way) and the guy (?I know--where have they been keeping him all this time?) gave me the comforter and took Dad's suit & tie. Totally nice about everything. Talked to me. Looked me in the eye. Yeah. I had LEAVES AND TWIGS in my hair. Never said a freakin' word to me. Not. One. Word. I had to figure it out on my own.
:: Sigh ::
When I got home, Daddy had Bee Belle all ready to go. He had gotten her out of the ground--btw, you and Robbie did a beautiful, respectful job--so many thank yous. She was laying on a black garbage bag, then we had a pink quilt under the bag and then pulled up and wrapped around her like a baby. Daddy put her special little pink fluffy blankie around her face to protect it. So I held her all the way to the vet's office. Daddy went in first to make sure where we should go. He came and got us and we went in the front door. Everyone was crying and just so sad. I got hugs and loves. We all cried. Tammy took her (she always calls hers "Bets"-so that was even sweeter) and said they would all take care of Bets and keep her comfortable. And so we left. Daddy and I cried all the way home. Of course, it being Daddy's day off, he had to go straight back to work for awhile. After he did that he came back and took Emmaline to art. They enjoyed some art with Jeanne and did some errands. Meanwhile, when Robbie got home from school we had a nice, quiet time together.
Daddy said the best thing for me to do while having a quiet afternoon was to take down the Christmas tree decorations. So I did that. I listened to some old records-Shirley Temple time. So sweet and happy. Daddy and Robbie took the tree out to the truck when Daddy got home. I found out today that if you say Betsey Belle to Fireball, she will squeeze her eyes shut momentarily and then wag her tail (bangs on the floor). Biskit will sit and look sad eyed. A lot of times she sniffs around. When Biskit gets close to something that was BB's she starts sniffing and searching.
I guess you can say that I've come to the acceptance part of grieving. It helped to hold her and touch her hair today. I held her paw and patted her ham hocks. I stroked her ear and rubbed her side really gently. Daddy told me that she felt just like always-size/weight-and I agree.
I was blessed, and all of you were blessed, to have had such a sweet relationship with Betsey Belle.
"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." -Dr. Seuss
Rose, I know that God loves me and would never hurt me. God would never allow me to go through something that I couldn't handle or wasn't ready to handle. In various ways God has made His presence and love made known to me...and this has given me the strength and peace to start living the next part of my life.
She was a cuddly, sweet, nurturing, amazing, beautiful, happy, naughty, merry, precious, so soft, bouncy, delightful puppy. There can never be another Betsey Belle. Nor should we ever think there could be. Betsey Belle will always be a part of me-she will always be there at the end of bed when I go to sleep, on the pillow above my head when I wake up and turn over, she will always and forever be at that door waiting for me, she will be on the couch cuddled up next to me, she will be outside the shower door waiting to lick my legs, and she will be curled up in her basket beside me in the school room. You may not see her, but my heart does.
Thanks for listening and helping me cry. Thank you so much for really being there for me. It was a really scary time for me. I probably wasn't very communicative, but I really, really cherished sitting next to you and listening to you. When you read that Psalm to me, my all time favorite that I say to myself quite a bit, it made my heart and mind be at peace. I knew that God Himself was there with us at that moment. It was unbelievably comforting to me. You are a delight, a joy, and a godly young lady. Please know that I heard every word you said and understood them with my heart.
With much love and snicker doodle hugs,
Momma
Psalm 23
1The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
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