Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Best of Carson

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“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” – Khalil Gibran

Hi there!

For many years one of the joys of spending time here at the lake was a neighboring dog named Carson. We’ve watched him grow up from a soft fluffy bundle of joyous energy …

OK, I’ll hold still for your photo lady. But be quick about it!

…to a soft fluffy sophisticated man about town of eleven.

You’ve been taking my picture for years! I just keep looking better!

Carson liked to visit everyone in the neighborhood, and he seemed to know when we were in town, showing up by the door to check in with us, sometimes meeting us at the car when we unloaded luggage. Each time he asked for an ear rub or a tummy tickle.

That’s a good spot lady!

He wouldn’t decline a treat if you happened to have one on you…

nom nom nom

…but mostly, for Carson, it was about a little loving, a little play. And the lake.

My favorite place to be – my lake!

His favorite thing to do was to walk along the shoreline, knee or chest deep in the water, hunting for those pesky minnows. When he found some he’d pounce on them and then grin.

There’s one over THERE!

All summer you could find him in the water. And year-round you could find him on a neighbor’s porch, getting some loving.

Hey Katie-girl…want to PLAY?

Katie wasn’t too sure about him visiting us. It wasn’t that she was afraid of him. But he was so big…and when he barked it was with one deep baritone WOOF! She always jumped.

She just didn’t know what to make of him, but the rest of us? We loved Carson. It didn’t matter that he didn’t belong to us, we all just loved him.

Is he still back there mama?

Carson was most famous for being the softest dog any of us had ever touched. And he smelled good. Yes he was a dog, and yes he loved to wade in the lake, the muddier the better, but he always started each day smelling good.

You still taking pictures lady?

I imaged he took a shower with his person each morning because he always used to smell like Irish Spring soap. This last week he smelled like some other shampoo, but he still smelled too pretty to be a boy.

Everybody loved Carson, the dog that smelled so good.

Sunset is my time to head for home. See you tomorrow lady!

Sadly Carson crossed the rainbow bridge this week, suddenly and without warning. I’m so glad he stopped by a couple times since I’ve been here this trip so that I got some Carson loving.

My last Carson loving.

But man. We are all so going to miss him. I look for him every time I leave the house, he was so often sitting on my porch. I look for him along the lake shore. I listen for his bark.

We’ll always remember you sweetie!

I am more than sad. But I’m trying to remember that I was lucky to know him.

Somehow it’s not enough.

Who wouldn’t love this face?

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

29 thoughts on “Best of Carson

  1. Oh, Dawn. This is so sad. I wondered why you wrote this in the past tense and hoped against hope that it wasn’t what I thought it was. Sadly, it was. What a sweet boy. Losing them is so very hard. I am so happy you got to love him. Rest in peace, Carson.

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  2. Such sad news, Dawn. He sounds like a delightful companion and a fixture of your life at the lake. No wonder you miss him.

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  3. A beautiful homage to Carson. I doubt you will ever stop missing him. Hugs.

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  4. We fell in love with him instantly and it was the highlight of the day when he came to visit – and he did love cookies, I only met him a few times but yes —–I will miss him too

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  5. What a love! I’m sorry, Dawn – but glad you got to know him.

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  6. Aww. What a wonderful tribute to a great dog. Sad to have to let him go, but at least he didn’t suffer with a long decline. That’s always a comfort to me with sudden losses.

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  7. I’m so sorry. This is a beautiful tribute to him. Hugs to you and Katie.

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  8. Ah geez, there just never is enough time is there? What a fun boy to know though and a very sweet tribute. I’m beginning to think that dogs bring so much joy because their time with us is limited, they truly make every moment count. 🙂

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  9. A dog’s life is entirely too short. The best we can do is love them and receive their love, care for them and let them care for us. Condolences to Carson’s family and friends — he looks like a sweet boy (though it doesn’t look like Katie warmed to him much!)

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  10. Oh I am so sorry Dawn. What a beauty he was, and you can just see how soft from the photos. What a lovely tribute to him ❤

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  11. I am sorry to read about the passing of Carson. Looks like such a good and friendly dog. As someone else wrote, this post is a lovely tribute to him.

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  12. Oh Dawn, this is very sad. Rest in Peace Carson.
    So often we just expect them to just be there. Carson sounded like that dog. What a great character and imagine having a life where you could just come and go and hang out where you liked.
    What a lucky dog.

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    • He did have a wonderful life here at the lake, so many families all loving on him and a happy safe place to spend the night with his family. He spent lots of the day with them too and explored when he had the urge. Not many dogs get all that.

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  13. Sad to here he passed. What a great dog. He was so gregarious. I never knew his owners, even though they lived directly next door; by extension, I knew they are good people simply because of Carson’s insistent friendliness and, the fact that they were associated with him.

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  14. He was a dog who loved every day. So many dogs don’t even know what having daily adventures is all about. He lived life to the max.
    Now I know who you were talking about, he was truly winsome!

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