Monday, September 14, 2009
Why Dogs?
Some of you may be wondering why I have put memorials to my three dogs in the "beautiful-older-woman" blog. Most of us "older" women have families and pets that are just as important to us as our beauty routines. If we don't have the love and joy of friends, or family, or pets our lives just don't seem nearly as fulfilling. So, good nutrition, exercise and skin care are still important, but they are just part of the rich fabric of our lives.
Good-Bye My Beautiful Pogo
Bunkers Pogo Coker (Pogo) died today at the age of 9 1/2, after a courageous 15-month battle with bladder cancer. He was born February 17, 2000. His parents were "Betsy" his white mother and "Legacy" his black father, both champion show dogs. Pogo was the father of two litters before he was "fixed." He enjoyed himself :) and our family got two gifts... Blue and Molly, pictured here when they were only 3 weeks old.
Pogo was an extraordinary dog. He was beautiful. He was smart. And, he had a delightful personality. There is no one who visited our home that hasn't had to pet him. He insisted because he wanted everyone to be his friend. Pogo was a standard poodle and he had a silver-black-gray coloring called "blue" in the poodle world, which is rather rare. He got his name because from the time he was a little pup until he became sick he was very bouncy and energetic... just like he was jumping on a pogo stick... and he loved to play.
All of my dogs have had to be "models" for my many photo classes and definitely learned to pose. Below Pogo is posing with Blue and then with Doodle Bug.
He was patient. He was kind.
He followed me everywhere. Our granddaughter recently lamented that my dogs wouldn't follow her and said, "When I grow up I want to have my own dog who will follow me." :)
We miss you Pogo. I'm glad we got to take one last trip to Austin last week since you've always loved to travel. Blue misses you, too. You added so much joy to our lives these past nine years. Enjoy your new life without pain.
Pogo was an extraordinary dog. He was beautiful. He was smart. And, he had a delightful personality. There is no one who visited our home that hasn't had to pet him. He insisted because he wanted everyone to be his friend. Pogo was a standard poodle and he had a silver-black-gray coloring called "blue" in the poodle world, which is rather rare. He got his name because from the time he was a little pup until he became sick he was very bouncy and energetic... just like he was jumping on a pogo stick... and he loved to play.
All of my dogs have had to be "models" for my many photo classes and definitely learned to pose. Below Pogo is posing with Blue and then with Doodle Bug.
He was patient. He was kind.
He followed me everywhere. Our granddaughter recently lamented that my dogs wouldn't follow her and said, "When I grow up I want to have my own dog who will follow me." :)
We miss you Pogo. I'm glad we got to take one last trip to Austin last week since you've always loved to travel. Blue misses you, too. You added so much joy to our lives these past nine years. Enjoy your new life without pain.
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