Boo

RoseBud had a lot of clothes & a lot of costumes!  She had many fans on Halloween that would come by to see what she was dressed as.

Here are a few of her costumes.

Wordle

Still here... It's actually February!  I'm going to do some back posting so check back for new posts soon!

In the meantime... I came across a site called wordle that creates a design or "word cloud" (as they call it) of words used in recent posts. Kind of neat...

Oh, RoseBud

It's been 6 months since we said goodbye to RoseBud.  After she died we started a journal of her. We wanted to capture EVERY memory we ever had - not that we'd EVER forget the time she spent with us.  It's full of nicknames and places we visited and things we did...  One memory is how we would always say "Oh, RoseBud..."

Oh, RoseBud - what do you want to do today?

Oh, RoseBud - we better take you outside.

Oh, RoseBud-  you are so silly.

Oh, RoseBud - your feet are dirty!

Oh, RoseBud - you're the prettiest pup around!!!

Even today, 6 months later, we're still saying it.

Oh, RoseBud - we miss you!

RoseBud lounging in Norfolk, VA - 2006

5 Star

Dear RoseBud,

I know you stayed at all kinds of hotels - La Quinta and the Radisson and the Hilton and a couple beautiful beach houses but I'm sorry you never got to stay at a 5 star hotel.  We always talked about taking you to New York City to stay at the Plaza like Eloise and her pug Weenie and we never got around to it.  We were just in Bedford Springs (which we also talked about taking you to visit because it's pet friendly) and thought of you -  you would have liked sleeping in the big comfy bed!

Love the Bud,

J

Little Pumpkin

Little Pumpkin from 2006

Dandelions

While we are on the subject of flowers...
Soon after RoseBud passed away I was greeted by a sea of dandelions in my Dad's back yard. Got a little creative and made RoseBud's name in Dandelion heads.

(Thanks for the inspiration, Chrissy & Eva!)

Dear Flowers - I'm sorry...

Dear Flowers,

I'm sorry I haven't watered you since the middle of April.  It's now September.  I know a lot of you are still holding on but some of you just couldn't take it anymore.  :(  RoseBud and I used to come back from our morning walk and "give you guys a drink" and since she's been gone there really hasn't been much of that (if any) at all. RoseBud would get so excited when we walked in the door and I went for the watering can.  She knew we would be going outside for a little longer.  We would go in and out a few times to refill and each time we went back out she was just as excited as the first.  Hopefully there will be more Buds (in all respects) in the future and I promise to water all of you.

Love, J

Here are a few photos of The Bud and Her Buds...

Diamond in the Ruff

When RoseBud was just a little pup she visited her "cousin" Diamond.  

It was her very first trip out to visit the family.

Diamond recently passed away.  She was fifteen years old.  We'll miss you, Diamond! We hope RoseBud was there to greet you at the Rainbow Bridge.

Just this side of heaven lies the Rainbow Bridge.

When a beloved pet dies, it goes to the Rainbow Bridge.

It makes friends with the other animals and frolics over hills and peaceful lush meadows of green.

They are as healthy and playful as we remember them in days gone by.

Together, the animals play, but the day comes when a pet will suddenly stop and look into the distance... bright eys intent, eager body quivering.

Suddenly recognizing you, your pet bounds quickly across the green fields and into your embrace.

You celebrate in joyous reunion.  You will never again separate.

Happy tears and kisses are warm and plentiful, your hands caress the face you missed.

You look into the loving eyes of your pet and know that you never really parted.

You realize that though out of sight, your love had been remembered.

You cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

Her Perpective

As I said before, we are not at a lack of photographs of The Bud. After she passed away, though, we went around the house, yard and my Dad's house and took a series of pictures from "her perspective" which are actually some of my favorites.

Here are a few...

In her bed under the desk at my Dad's house.

From the chair at her grandpa's house (her only babysitter) watching Dave get out of the car.

The view of our car from the garage - ready to go for a ride.

You talking to me?

I'm not sure why but she always reminded me of a little bad ass in this photo - like her Harley is parked off to the side somewhere.  Leopard collar, silver initial... Looking fierce.