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Just some pictures of the current life

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Murfy {black}

 

 

Remember our sweet sweet dog Molly Brown? Well, as you know, we lost her November 12, 2012. That was just a little over a month ago. It still breaks my heart, brings me to tears, I miss her. We grieved. Zak and I took it the hardest. I do NOT want to relive that EVER..

A few days later we started looking at dogs again. Were we looking too soon? Maybe, we really didn’t have plans on getting anything unless we found the right pup. We went back and forth. What kind? What size? Girl or Boy? Age? Where from? The questions were endless.

Let me go back to before we got Molly. I didn’t want a dog. I don’t like the smell, sound, responsibility, annoying-ness.. really I love animals.. just not pets for myself. I always told Zak when we get a house with a fence, you can get a dog. {He LoVeS Dogs!} I also told him I wanted a brown puppy with a fat tummy and long ears. So, when he called me to come look at petco on my lunch break from work.. The moment I saw her in his hands I knew she was going home with us. She was a brown, fat belly, big ear dog..

The last picture I took of Molly Brown..
{I did take a video of her the day before she passed away though}

 

so when we lost her, It made me realize things. Things like; how much apart of our family she was and continued to become. How much of my heart she filled up. When she passed, my heart was empty. Zak and I knew that the emptiness needed to be filled. We just didn’t know when or with what exactly. I wanted a Golden, he wanted a lab. I wanted a little dog, he wanted a big dog. I wanted a brown dog, he wanted a black dog. Of course none of that really mattered when it came down to it. It would just depend on the dog.

He called me one day asking me and Mady to come look at a puppy at the local shelter. I knew he had been going there because he had his eye on a little puppy that wouldn’t be available till that Wednesday. So, Wednesday rolled around and the puppy was gone before he got there. BUT, there was another dog. So, we went and looked. I GOT NERVOUS. I wanted one until that moment. I saw the look in his eyes though. He was in love. I was scared. Like I said, I never ever want to deal with the emotions of Molly, ever again. I also didn’t know if it was the right time. Gosh, he was cute though. I told Zak I needed to sleep on it. I needed to see the pup alone, and not when him and Mady were in total love with the pup right in front of me. {I knew already that we were going to get him though}

THAT is when I pulled off the best surprise ever. Zak guesses everything. I mean, he pulls things out of no where and guesses surprised. It is kind of creepy. I hate it. I have never once surprised him with anything. I have tried, he ruins it. This would take some work.

 

Before Mady went to bed, as we were laying there in the darkness, I asked her what she thought of the pup “Luke”. She simply said.. I love him. I want him NOW. The next morning, on the way to school,
she said “are we getting the puppy?”
me: “I don’t know. I don’t know if he is the right one”
Her: “I already know”
me: know what?
Her: “that he is the right puppy” 

I dropped her off and headed to the shelter. The moment they put him in the room with me, he loved on me. He was so happy. He sat right in my lap and just looked around.

NOTE::  he is a 4 month old, 22 pound (a little underweight) puppy

So, I said yes..

at the shelter, about to go home with me

And that is when I adopted MURFY (black) –we have not really given him the black part but thought it was funny one day when we said Molly Brown {that was her name} and Murfy Black.. we are dorks but it is cute.

Ride to the groomers from the shelter and first moments at his new forever family.

I had to go to school after I got him. I was so scared Zak would show up at the shelter to see him. I told him I had bad news, “Luke” was gone. I got there and another couple was playing with him. After waiting 15 mins, the lady said they are taking him. All the while, Mr. Pup was sitting in the floorboard of my car while I was praying he would bark and give it away. Pretty Risky.. but I pulled it off. I saw in class, writing his name over and over. Different ways to spell it. Thinking about him. NOT listening to the teacher. Afraid petsmart would call Zak’s number and say your dog is ready.. I had to leave class..

::funny story:: after picking him up from the groomers, Mady and Murfy are in the back of my car. I hear this noise. I say “is he peeing?” Mady looks at me in the rearview mirror like.. oh crap.. I say “no, really.. is he REALLY PEEING IN MY FLOOR?” She nods yes with the same look on her face.. of course it was my fault for not letting him go before he got in the car. but really? Really….

I talked to Zak a few times that day, sending him pics of some other dogs. Every time I talked to him on the phone I would mute it just in case Murfy decided to bark. Zak still had no clue! We waited and waited. Mady went to bed, and I sat on the couch with the new pup.. waiting. Zak worked late that night. But when he came home.. oh goodness. He walked in and smiled at me.. (just a hello smile) Murfy sat up on the couch, put his paws on the wood between the living room and kitchen and watched Zak walk right by him. Oblivious. Then he came around the corner and at the end of the couch.. there was MURF.. I couldn’t do anything but giggle. If I said anything I would have cried with excitement that I pulled it off and I bought my husband the puppy he wanted. I helped fill a whole in his (and my) heart. His look was priceless. He looked at me and grinned ear to ear.. saying Really Babe? You really bought me my puppy!?!?!  Really??  and THAT was one of the best moments ever!

So, welcome to the family Murfy..

He has been amazing. He has only peed in the house 6 times, 2 being our fault, 1 being excited about people, and 3 made me mad.. (on the couch).. pooped in the house.. 1 time..

He now rings a bell when he has to go out.. or sits by the door. He is very good about telling us 100 times a day he needs to pee.. GEEZ, I can’t get anything done. I might as well post up outside and do nothing. He loves his crate.. doesn’t cry or bark for more than 1 min when you put him in there. No matter what time a day it is or what you are doing. He can sit and stay VERY WELL.. shake is a hit or miss. He lives inside and I let him on the couch. (losing Molly made me a little more open/relaxed/regretful/chilled out)

He is now a healthy happy 28 pound puppy. Lab/mix.. he has some hound in him so they said. The vet says he could have some hound..great Dane.. but for sure he is a happy Mr. pup and fits in perfect with our family. I couldn’t be any more happy with him!

 

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MURFY {black} S.
08.01.2012
BORN
11.29.2012
ADOPTED

Sadness

 

 

As I sit here, I look out the front window. She is no longer there. Sitting in front of the house watching the road. This is weird. I don’t understand. It isn’t fair.

{front window view on a daily basis}

 

Molly Brown died last night. I have no idea why or how. The entire night.. horrible. Mady doesn’t know yet. I didn’t want to tell her last night or before school. She is smart, strong, and understanding. She understood Abby’s death (my childhood dog) in a way I could have never imagined. So mature and peaceful. I know this isn’t going to be as easy on her. This is HER dog. Molly was supposed to be her childhood dog. She wanted to go play with her Sunday night. I should have let her. We did hang out with her all day Saturday in that amazing November sunshine.

We were so excited to move into this new house. 5 acres, no fence, free roam of our yard, woods, and house. We would say over and over, Molly will love it. She is going to be so much happier. She is going to be in heaven. Well, she did enjoy, for a short month. I can not believe it. but now, now she really is in heaven and it has to be 1,000 times better than here.

I wish she were home though. The hardest part is going to be shutting the garage at night. Not having to bring her inside the garage before we shut it.  I’ll miss telling her to get on “molly’s couch” then telling her the garage door was shutting since she seemed to hate the sound. It is going to be lonely walking outside and not being greeted be her. It is going to be sad when we come across her treats. It is going to be horrible when Mady randomly thinks about her and misses her. This really really really sucks, so bad. As much as she aggravated me. As much as I am not a pet person.. my heart is broken. I loved her so much. She was so sweet and pretty. I want her back. I really want her back.

a couple Post about Molly: –I’ll add the others when I come across them

Newest member
Lovin my pup

R.I.P beautiful sweet Molly Brown.
3.11.10-11.12.12
we will miss you so much

 

 

 

R.I.P Hamster Mae

If you remember this post. We got Mady 2 hamster's for her birthday. That was 4 months ago. Today, Mae passed away. If you do not want to read the details of Mae's death but you want to hear how Mady took it, skip down to where it says "this is the important part of this post" right after the Mady & Mae pictures.

R.I.P Mae

 I noticed Saturday night that she was rocking funny while she slept. It scared me for a second but then when Zak picked her up she moved around. I kissed her and put her back in the cage. I don't remember her opening her eyes now that I look back at that moment. Sunday I did not notice her running around in the cage. This is not unusual since she normally runs around in the night. Monday I spent pretty much all day out of the house. I did notice Monday night that the water bottle was still full. This was weird because Friday night is when we filled it up. These little things drink more water than I do. This did alarm me in a weird way but I did not put two and two together. When I did see Mae, her eyes were still not open but again, she was sleeping like normal. This morning, right before school, I noticed her sitting on top of the bedding. This is unusual because she is normally buried. When I looked at her, she started crawling in the cage. Like hunched over, limp like crawling. This was not normal. She is a fast little thing. I made a noise on the top of the cage which usually wakes them up meaning it is time for food. She did nothing. I saw that her cheeks were full and she stayed hunched over. I rubbed her cheeks and she didn't really move much. Then I picked her up. When I picked her up, she stayed hunched over, didn't open her eyes, and I could hear her breathing. It was a clicking sound while she breathed. At this very moment I put her down quickly. I knew if she died in my hands, I would not make it to school and I had to go. I had an end of the quarter project/presentation due.

On my way to school I called my mom to let her know something was wrong and to give her the heads up that when her and Mady arrived at my house, Mae might be dead. I called Zak next. This is when I cried. He was so understanding and nice about it. I know she is a little hamster. I know they don't always live long. I know this is part of having a pet.. really it is part of life. For me though, I love her. I am not a pet person. They smell, make noises, are a responsibility, and so on.. I was afraid of the hamsters when we first got them. After a week, I was loving on this hamster every day. She made me smile. She never once tried to bite anyone. She didn't care if you woke her up, bothered her while she ate, or just held her forever. She was so soft and I loved giving her kisses. I always held her up to my nose where her little whiskers touched me. Honestly, she was my favorite pet since my childhood dog Abby. When I called Zak, while I cried, I told him I had a bad feeling. She wasn't normal. Something was wrong. I asked him to check on her at lunch because I didn't want Mady to find her dead. At lunch he called me. Said he looked up her symptoms and decided to put her into a small box with a towel, some food, and her water. When I got home, Mae was dead. Laying on her back in the saddest looking way. It was very very sad. She had lost fur under her chin and didn't look healthy. Zak seems to think she had some infection. He read that hamsters hide their sickness until it is pretty much to late. It was too late for Mae. Then I realized I was going to have to tell Mady. I told Zak that I couldn't tell her without getting upset. Being the amazing husband he is. He said. don't worry.. Ill handle it. and he did..

This is the important part of this post:

When he got home, I told him that I think he needed to tell her so the night ended on a good note (this was early in the night) instead of telling her later and the night ending on a bad note. He sat her down.. told her.. and she looked at him and said ok. He asked her if she had any questions and she said no. She understood that Mae wasn't here and wasn't coming back. She then said that "Mae was getting to know Abby in heaven." After a little more simple talking, she looked at me.. leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Got in my lap and sat there still and quiet for a moment. Then the night went on.

This chica did not shed one tear. I shedded tons of tears (not in front of her) This chica didn't question why Mae died. I questioned why Mae died. This chica held it together for me I believe. She didn't say anything when she kissed me but she seemed to kiss me to let me know she was alright. It was alright. I was alright.

There are reasons that God has put her in my life besides for me to be a mom. She shows me strength. She shows me acceptance of God's will. She shows me love. Thank you God for my chica.

R.I.P Mae. 

Like Zak said at dinner when he said the prayer.

"Thank you God for allowing Mae to spend her life with us."