Friday, July 2, 2010

My Boy

Here is my little book that I made in Marge's workshop last week. It's always a scary thing to begin to write in a new book. Sitting almost constantly with "Timber" for the past couple of days, I decided to dedicate the first "signature" to him. You know, I love to draw and journal.

" Timber" sleeping most of the day away. He would eat a little american cheese and "Nilla" wafers.

When we lost "Clifford", three years ago, there was a big big robin hanging around our house the next day and I would occasionally see him once in a while after that. There was again a robin close to the house on Wednesday and I wondered about him. Was he waiting for "Timber"?

Wednesday, he did take a little walk with me around to the weeds in the back of the house. He always enjoyed sniffing around back there. Then, when "Henri" wanted to play ball, he laid out on the deck by me.

"Henri" just wanted to play.

Thursday, I sat with him all day. He went out in the morning, but then slept on his pillow by my couch. Every so often he would lift his head and look to make sure I was there.

The colors of a golden.

Just sleeping away...

July 8, 1997 - July 1, 2010
Not long enough.
Good-bye, my boy...

16 comments:

Laura said...

April...???? I'm sorry to be so blunt with this but did retriver pass yesterday..????

april said...

Yesterday. Our vet came out to the house and we were all with him, Laura.

Audrey said...

So sorry for you. It must have been hard to draw the pictures of him looking so sad, but a memory nevertheless.

MB said...

Oh April, tears are running down my face as I read your post and look at your sweet journal drawings and words. You did absolutely the right thing, staying near him and not putting him through any surgery. He is happy and healthy and free now, running and playing in Dog Heaven with Clifford and Riley.

Marjorie said...

Oh, April, I can hardly see through the tears to typw. So sorry! I'll call you after our trip to Mi. This was my last thing to do before we left- check in on the blog!

Robin said...

Oh April I'm soooo sorry to hear about Timber! What a wonderful companion he has been. And your sketches and journaling are a beautiful tribute to him. It's interesting about that Robin!!
How is Henri doing?

Suz said...

April...love you

april said...

Audrey, I knew he would be leaving me that day and I wanted to save that time with him.

I know they are running in that endless big blue field, Mary Beth.

thanks Marge, you know I couldn't have talked that day anyway.

It is funny about this "thing" with robins since Clifford, Robin. A day or so before, I was at the printer and glancing out the window next to me there was a robin in my flowers below looking right up at me.

I feel the hug, Sue.

april said...

Oh, and Henri is fine. When I pick up Timber's collar, he hears the jingle and wants to see and he gives it a lick.

Laura said...

April, I'm so sorry to hear of you dear friend passing over... You know I'm with you...I'm still trying to fill a hole of my own with louies going.. afriend of mine said to me the only way the hole can be filled is with God... I was in tears when I hear that but it's the truth...My heart and soul are with you and your family right now...hugs lady.

Kate said...

I didn't even know Timber, and I'm crying. Your sensitive journal pages touch the heart of all of us who have lost beloved companions.

april said...

Yes, Laura, I do believe all "God's creatures go to heaven". The sweetness and innocence about them, that's what it's all about.

Thank you, Kate. Those truly faithful companions are so worth remembering.

Laura said...

had to check to see how your doing and can't help but feel...good to feel the love... hugs April..

Uta said...

Oh April I'm so sorry. I can't help but shed a tear. Its so so sad to say goodbye :(

butterfly woman said...

Hi April,
Need to backtrack a bit here with your posts. What a lovely tribute with your journal and a wonderful healing tool too. Wonderful the vet came to your house and that Timber could share his time with you there.
Hope your heart heals.....
THose pets with their unconditional love, there's nothing like it.
Love,
Bev

april said...

The emotions felt are so worth writing about and I don't ever want to forget. Journaling is wonderful medicine.