Mama says she can’t go five days and five photos without including me! She says I get to tell the story this time too.
So here goes.
A long long time ago mama and dad had another sheltie-girl. Her name was Bonnie and she was a very good girl. She didn’t get to go to doggie school, and she didn’t compete in trials. She didn’t get to go to the park or for rides or to visit people. She pretty much stayed at home and loved my mama and dad.
For a lot of years she couldn’t hear at all, but she was so good at reading body language it took my folks a long time to figure it out. She didn’t bark at thunder or the UPS truck, and she didn’t chase cars. Hard to believe that she was even a sheltie!
Anyway, she lived a long time and went through a lot. She lost a toe and her tail and had arthritis pretty bad. She was on lots of meds, but she was a happy girl. One day she had a really big seizure and she died. Mama and dad were with her, so she didn’t have to go to the bridge alone.
Mama and dad were very very sad. But they didn’t know that I had already been born and was waiting impatiently for them! You know the rest of the story, right? I came along and cheered them up. I did silly bonehead puppy stuff and barked at everything including thunder and the UPS truck. In fact I still do. Cause they wouldn’t know enough to take care of stuff like that without me.
I know that someday I will break their hearts and go find my sister at the Rainbow Bridge. But until then I’ll pose for mom and her silly camera. I’ll sit right here between the breaking hearts and the forget-me-not flowers.
Cause I know for sure they’re never going to forget me. Just like they haven’t ever forgotten my sister Bonnie.
This is the last installment of Carol’s challenge Five photos, five days. The rules were to post a photo and a story, fiction or non, or even poetry. And then we were to nominate someone each day to play along. Well, we like what Carol did for her photo #5, anyone out there that I’ve missed that wants to show us 5 photos is welcome to join in! Show us what you’ve got!
I’ll turn the blog back over to my mama now. She got a little teary when she got thinking about her Bon-Bon. But I think she’s going to be OK cause I kissed her a bunch when she got home tonight.
That usually works.