|"Elijah" Colored Pencil|
It's been ten years since we lost Elijah. He became so sick we had to have him put down. It was one of the most difficult, heartbreaking experiences of my life. They said "He was just a dog," but he was more than that. He was my best friend. We climbed some of Colorado's highest peaks together. I opened my heart wider than I ever had before. He would have died for me, I know it.
There is no creature on earth more unconditionally loyal than man's best friend. Our faithful Sheltie proved that. It was tough at first but children and time healed the wound. They said "Get another one," but it was too painful. I had a decent excuse, my youngest son has allergic reactions to most animals including dogs and cats. They said "It's Colorado, dog capital of the world," but I just couldn't do it.
After a decade of goldfish, hermit crabs, Russian tortoises and gentle prodding, I've finally relented. I shouldn't punish the children for my pain. They said "There's nothing like a boy and his dog," but I know that better than anyone. I guess it's time.
Welcome to the family, Oskar the Schnorgi. He's a two-month-old Miniature Schnauzer / Pembroke Welsh Corgi mix. We got him from up on the Willow Creek Ranch. He's an extremely affectionate lap dog with a playful personality. Hypoallergenic and non-shedding, our little designer breed has made himself right at home. Here we go again. Happy birthday to me.
|Welcome Oskar the Schnorgi|
|He has made himself right at home|
|Here we go again|