Letting It Soak In


 Moments of quiet and healing, a bath has always been my go to. Happy, sad, overwhelmed or just chilled to the bone, the water calls my name. 

Just yesterday (or was it a year ago) I could turn on that water and no matter where she was, my old girl would run as fast as her body would take her, to get into that room before I closed the door. Of course I would always wait but she didn’t seem to know that. After squeezing through the teeniest of openings, she would spin three or four times on to whatever piece of clothing I would drop on the floor. Soon after, the snores commenced. If a frenchie is good at anything, it is snoring…..well that and making their owners laugh. 

This morning, during a good soak, out of the corner of my eye, my pile of clothes tricked me into thinking she was there, adoring me, just as I adored her. 

Not so! It was a dirty trick. But I smiled at the memory of my sweet companion.  

Me and sophie at her second favorite place; the golf course ⛳️ 


Happy Thursday my friends. 

Comments

  1. Shari BurkeNovember 4, 2021 at 9:30 AM

    It's wonderful to have happy memories of our furry people!

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  2. Debra She Who SeeksNovember 4, 2021 at 10:27 AM

    Nice memories!

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  3. BillNovember 4, 2021 at 1:51 PM

    I still miss my dogs but their photos always brings out a smile.

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  4. PixieNovember 4, 2021 at 6:27 PM

    She looks like a lovely dog.

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  5. JeanieNovember 5, 2021 at 6:16 AM

    Gypsy was my bathroom buddy. It didn't matter why I was there, he was, too. What a sweet memory to share -- and to remind me, as well.

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  6. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)November 5, 2021 at 9:57 AM

    😥💕

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  7. ColetteNovember 5, 2021 at 11:28 AM

    Sometimes our good memories sustain us.

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  8. GroatieNovember 5, 2021 at 1:38 PM

    What sweet memories, and a terrific photo of you and Sophie. Full of joy! Thanks for sharing. Morag

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