DARWIN GOES HOME TO COLORADO 25 AUGUST 2006
All this excitement makes me sleepy . . . . . . so I'll take a snooze here . . . . . . and then my c*t & I will nap rogether on the bed. (Laura: From Day One, these two got along so great. They played all the time. And they say dogs & cats don't get along - HA!)
I check out my new travel crate . . .	. . . my CRUSA information labels . . .
. . . and it's Goodbye, Mommy! But in a few hours, it'll be Hello, Pat Shapiro, in Centennial!, who has already made some homemade treats for me! Thank you, CRUSA, Sherry, Shell & Laura, for rescuing me! (Laura: I cannot tell you how big the hole in my heart is today. I really miss that little guy . . . I have tears in my eyes right now! The house is so empty without his joyful little soul. I know that Pat is just as anxious to get him as I am sad at losing him. But I knew this day would come and I will get over it. Life goes on and the next little baby needs me.) (Even his buddy the c*t was looking for him earlier this morning. He liked to hide under the bed and attack him and the poor k*tty was searching under our bed for Darwin. I hope the next one will like c*ts as much as Darwin did. Caleb loves to play with his doggy friends.)
There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear. . . . Our loves are not given, but only lent, At compound interest of cent per cent. Though it is not always the case, I believe, That the longer we've kept 'em, the more do we grieve: For, when debts are payable, right or wrong, A short-time loan is as bad as a long -- So why in Heaven (before we are there) Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear? -- Rudyard Kipling, The Power of the Dog

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