NOW PLAYING: SHE'S LEAVING HOME
The Beatles

ZOE GOES HOME 4 SEPTEMBER 2006
Inevitably, the day came that Zoe's Forever Home was found and her adoption approved by the CRUSA Board.
As an indication of how small this world can be, Zoe's new Forever Parents are Chuck & Patty Baugh-Riechers, the co-author of the books, A Treasury of Scottie Dog Collectibles, I, II, III, all of which I have in my collection, as I have collected Scottie & Airedale items for many years. So, in a way, I "know" Patty. (To see why I collect Scottie Dog items, visit my Bonnie-the-Scottie sites HERE.) This does not ease the pain of loss, but in a way, we aren't give Zoe up to complete strangers. I brought out my copies of her books, looked through them, looked at the pictures of Patty & her dogs - Toby & Rocky the Cairns. Toby crossed The Rainbow Bridge in August, thus accelerating Patty's search for another Cairn to join Rocky & Bonney the Scottie. All in all, a good match, methinks. Patty's sister will be in Kenosha over the Labor Day Weekend, so will pick up Zoe on Monday to take her to her Forever Home. May Zoe live long and prosper . . . becoming a "normal" dog under the tutelage of Patty & Chuck and Rocky & Bonny.

Rico will miss you most of all. I thank Rico for his patience with Zoe, and his great tolerance for her game of biteypenis. He certainly helped us change her look of "woe-is-me" to one of "OK! What's up next?"
From this . . .	. . . to this.
Goodbye, My Sweet
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

Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed, All nicely tucked in my warm new bed. I'd like to open my baggage Lest I forget, There is so much to carry - So much to regret. Hmm . . . Yes there it is, right on the top - Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss, And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame. As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave - I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain. I loved them, the others, the ones who left me, But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me. Will you add to my baggage? Will you help me unpack? Or will you just look at my things And take me right back? Do you have the time to help me unpack? To put away my baggage, To never re-pack? I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see, But I do come with baggage - Will you still want me? -- Evelyn Colbath

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