“We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming.
We cannot stop the spring or the fall
or make them other than they are.
They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse.
But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives.” ~ Gary Zukav
To the person who left sweet, thirteen-year-old Emmie at the shelter, emaciated, sick, and alone – in the winter of her life that she could not stop from coming;
thank you for this gift from the universe that we could not – and would not, refuse.
She brings light to our lives,
and purpose to our days. Our contribution is surrounding her with love and kindness, for whatever time is left.
Regardless of the sadness we know is coming,
this is what we choose. It is your loss that you could not do the same.
Update: Sweet Emmie passed peacefully and gently, surrounded by our volunteers the week that I wrote this post. We knew her time would be measured in days, not weeks or months. In a very short time, she touched so many hearts, not the least of whom was the woman at the shelter who alerted us to her need. Upon Emmie’s passing she writes: “I cried tears of sadness and anger when I got the call from the former owner stating she was bringing her to the shelter I work at. I am now crying tears for her passing. I am eternally grateful to Homeward Bound and for being there to show her love…she deserved nothing but the best, yet her owner was tossing her away. I will never understand that. Big hugs of thankfulness to every person at Homeward Bound! You are an awesome group of people.”
Fly free, sweet Emmie. You are our gift to heaven, now.
Thanks to Rob Kessel, of robanddog.com, for the beautiful photos of Emmie.
I enjoy photographing birds almost as much as dogs. Off topic as they are, birds make their way here quite frequently. Theirs is not the easiest life, but you have to envy their freedom – which got me to wondering: if dogs could fly…
would they hover close to home, or travel the world?
‘Twas two weeks before Christmas, and all through the rescue –
All the creatures were stirring, believing something would ensue.
Whispers and wishes hung in the air,
In hopes of Bilos’ special someone. Could we dare?
Bilos is blind, born without eyes,
But we knew when we met him – he was a special prize.
Special needs dogs need special humans as well,
It takes patience and commitment to help them excel.
We understood it would take time, but impatient we grew,
Bilos was truly deserving of love, this we all knew.
Christmas at our house means baking cookies. Baking cookies means butter wrappers. Yum…Christmas! (Video)
In the big dog Park, the rough and tumble play.
But on the other side of the fence is where the sugar lives.
Sugar Shack Acres is home to Homeward Bound’s most senior dogs: the sugar faces –
and dogs who just love being with other dogs – like Lucy, who is only five, but desperately needed to lose weight. After a couple of weeks with her Sugar Shack friends, she dropped nearly ten pounds (and was on her way home!)
Common in the open oak woodlands in central (and apparently, Northern) California –
but found nowhere else in the world.
It likes open areas with large trees and streams,
and forages in grassland and fields.
Which means it lives and soars above the rain-restored meadow behind my work.
Oh the weather outside was frightful…but rain in California is delightful. We are so grateful for (count them!) two storm systems this week, moving through our drought-dried state. While it dumped in buckets, it was still very manageable (for most of us…sorry little bee!).
And of course, dogs!
Talk about mugging it up for the camera.
Cedar Waxwings in the trees. How many do you count?
Hint: You’re looking for this.
And the win (unless someone can disprove it!) goes to Rob of RobandDog.com with 21!