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.
May 19, 2015 at 11:08 pm
Katie, you babies will always be a part of your mama and papa’s hearts. We love you, love that you love us, and hold you close and dear.
May 20, 2015 at 6:28 am
Sounds like Bonnie was wonderul and so is Katie.
May 20, 2015 at 7:27 am
Moms always remember there previous sweet babies. Mom has a special sheltie girl too – she was all black with a little white star on her chest – her name was Beezy and she lived to be 18. She too was the happiest and easiest going dog even though she too went through so much – many tumor removals, arthritis and being baited with poison. She also had no tail – the silly people at the shelter thought she was a poddle and cut her tail off but mom knew she was a sheltie the moment she saw her – she was just five weeks old. She and Mom would walk miles and miles every day and Beezy LOVED to chase seagulls when ever they got to the beach
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May 20, 2015 at 10:11 am
Memories sure are good
Lily & Edward
May 20, 2015 at 10:16 am
I enjoyed Katie’s story. First I heard about the big sister she never met (as we call Sarah’s predecessor).
May 20, 2015 at 11:04 am
Aw, Katie, you’ve got me sniffling here (and it’s not just from allergies!). I, too, had a previous Sheltie — he lived to age 16. While he wasn’t near the dog Dallas is (I didn’t know much about Shelties back then), I’m confident he’s waiting at the Rainbow Bridge, and what a reunion we’ll have!
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May 21, 2015 at 7:03 am
Oh Bonnie…she sounds like a sweet soul. They never really leave us.
May 21, 2015 at 3:07 pm
Good job, Katie. A story well told. 🙂