tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848829300515114319.post8319262078707332534..comments2023-05-20T03:27:30.046-07:00Comments on my nest: An Encountering with Kindred SpiritsFranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04892001665813531561noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848829300515114319.post-7906432350443543352010-10-07T05:37:14.424-07:002010-10-07T05:37:14.424-07:00To ter-o-fla and Jeannie.
Actually it's also ...To ter-o-fla and Jeannie.<br /><br />Actually it's also here not "common" to talk to "strangers" ter-o-fla, and I don't do it if I have the feeling that they wouldn't appreciate it. In this case it was so very obvious, I felt we were kindred minds. The gentle smile she gave me was a proof of it.<br /><br />That's also a beautiful story Jeannie!<br />Isn't it wonderful what a power animals possess. They bring out best in people.<br />It must have been a wonderful feeling for you that she chose you. She knew it from first sight that you were “the right one” <br />It's such a pity that you had her such a short time. To love them so very dearly makes the parting heartbreaking. <br />I know how it feels to miss them so much Jeannie! :(:(<br />We will never forget them.<br /><br />Thanks for your kind comments ladies!:)Franhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04892001665813531561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848829300515114319.post-73135812080709320262010-10-06T05:51:35.010-07:002010-10-06T05:51:35.010-07:00Oh that made me teary-eyed Fran. That was a beaut...Oh that made me teary-eyed Fran. That was a beautiful story and echoes how I feel about my pets. I do understand your loss of Pipke and how much it hurts...I once had another little Maltese named Abby. Our vet found her on the side of the road, matted and dirty and flea bitten. Long story short, I had gone to his clinic for some medication for my goats and here comes this little dog running as fast as she can down the hall...I bent down and she jumped up into my arms and stayed there. You see...she adopted me. At first I said no...I have too many already but I had to go back to the vet the next day and she heard my voice and started crying from her kennel. Once again they let her out and she ran down the hall to me. I took her home with me!!! She was my only friend for a long time. She died three years later from lymphoma and I couldn't help it...I wailed piteously when she died. I miss her still.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8848829300515114319.post-74732383568515021882010-10-06T04:32:47.918-07:002010-10-06T04:32:47.918-07:00Thank you for yet another lovely, thoughtfull post...Thank you for yet another lovely, thoughtfull post. <br /><br />There are surely many "kindred spirits" around; but, as you say, we often do not meet them, or if we do, there is seldom the chance to recognise each other. <br /><br />I hope that you do meet up with the ladies and their lucky dogs again soon. Who knows? :)<br /><br />It is nice that you also had a Bouvier when you were a child. <br />I loved those dogs, and I hope to someday have enough money to afford to keep a dog myself. (When working, there is money, but no time; when no longer working, who knows if there will be enough money??) <br /><br />It s great when I meet people with dogs. Sometimes I am allowed to give the dog a treat; I always carry something with me. <br />Where i live it is not "common" to talk to "strangers", so I have to be aware that people might be apprehensive; they sometimes seem to think I am strange to talk to them if we have not been properly introduced. ;) <br /><br />-t-Ter-o-flahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03857983543296804214noreply@blogger.com