OUR SPECIAL MOMENTS

What are some of my most favorite special moments?

So our friend OZ is holding a http://www.oztheterrier.com/p/bravo-for-special-moments.html as a thank you to one of his recent sponsors. 

He asked that we post a special moment to share with everyone...(we are not good at this linking thing)

 

Mom and I talked long into the night about this post and we went one direction and then another......for some reason this was a difficult post for us to do.  Maybe because it is Friday and we are all tired, maybe because I fink to hard about stuff. Maybe because when the lights go off and the stars come out, I can see my brudder Sammy J. Simpson and my sweet auntie Ms. Trudie, and even mean ole cat Dietzman playing among them.

 

Me when Momma saved me---now that was a special moment.

 

We have learned special moments are not always "good" moments.  Often they are the kind of experiences that leave our hearts looking like our momma's cakes when hers bakes them,...cracked.

 

Sammer and Me.

He was the best.

Aunt Trudie loved us more than anything in the world.  She was 6 when Dad saved her ...really saved her from a horrible person.  She was so happy wif us, even if it was just a short time.  A special moment, .......we tell ourselves to always celebrate her life and what it stood for, but truthfully, Mom doesn't open that memory door very often, sometimes special moments are moments you wish you could change.  They hurt.


And of course we always have these memories:

Mean Maggie Mae......lollllllololll..........hers is still a pickle..

And

Baby Gussie..........these special memories lighten our hearts and make us laugh.  Did you know laughing helps heal cracks, even deep one.  Issa just loves him so much.

And of course:

the best prison guard in the world. Do you see his big smile?  You don't... well you haf to look real close.  Sometimes we finks we still hear him meowing in the hallway, and when momma feeds us our breakfast, she starts to get his bowl out also, habits are hard to unlearn after 18 years........

I suppose there are those moments that eventually we move on from and forget and then there are those other kind of moments, the wonderful and the not so wonderful that forever stay in the photobooks within our hearts.  It must be a gift we were given from the heavens, way up in the stars.

Stella Rose