Tuesday, March 07, 2006
BEWARE! SENTIMENTAL CONTENT.
zoe, the little dog next door has died. she was the puppy of my dog, little brown dog. i gave her to jay and crow when they moved in next door, in the house that i grew up in. jay is a nationally known artist and crow was his fiancee' at the time. her father was a mime at the electric circus in n.y., in the sixties, so she grew up with rockstars passed out on the living room floor. she came to look at the house wearing a jacket that had belonged to jimi hendrix.
anyway, zoe was brown dog's puppy and inherited all of brown dog's best attributes. she was a gentle, sweet little animal who loved nothing better than being petted and hugged. in the last few years, her eyesight had been failing and she rarely went far from home anymore. jay said that she'd been having other physical problems and trips to the vet were traumatic experiences. he said that she'd been going outside and looking for places to hide, so he knew what was happening. he'd go outside, pick her up and bring her back indoors, trying to forestall the inevitable. finally, she just disappeared into the woods and he never found her. we've both been consoling ourselves with the thought that that was a pretty good way to die, alone in the woods that she loved so much. but it's the end of a link to my little brown dog, who i loved so much. oh, zoe, i miss you so much.
zoe, the little dog next door has died. she was the puppy of my dog, little brown dog. i gave her to jay and crow when they moved in next door, in the house that i grew up in. jay is a nationally known artist and crow was his fiancee' at the time. her father was a mime at the electric circus in n.y., in the sixties, so she grew up with rockstars passed out on the living room floor. she came to look at the house wearing a jacket that had belonged to jimi hendrix.
anyway, zoe was brown dog's puppy and inherited all of brown dog's best attributes. she was a gentle, sweet little animal who loved nothing better than being petted and hugged. in the last few years, her eyesight had been failing and she rarely went far from home anymore. jay said that she'd been having other physical problems and trips to the vet were traumatic experiences. he said that she'd been going outside and looking for places to hide, so he knew what was happening. he'd go outside, pick her up and bring her back indoors, trying to forestall the inevitable. finally, she just disappeared into the woods and he never found her. we've both been consoling ourselves with the thought that that was a pretty good way to die, alone in the woods that she loved so much. but it's the end of a link to my little brown dog, who i loved so much. oh, zoe, i miss you so much.
# posted by rae121452 : 3/07/2006 10:06:00 AM
