Just realized that I started my last blog with almost the exact sentence as the previous one. Dang, that’s embarrassing. Note to self–always reread the previous blog post before posting. Always.

Deviating a bit from my thrift store treasures, this is a portrait of Boo, Bob and Julie’s beloved chocolate lab who passed away about 3 years ago. I did this pen and ink sketch from a beautiful photo Tuyen took. And if I could find that photo I would post it too. But my photos files are not organized in a way that allows me to easily find a particular one. Big surprise.

This was a condolence card. My husband was really pushing for me to post it and since I’m behind on my blog posting AGAIN, I figured OK FINE, might as well. Boo was a good dog. Very sweet. I’m not really a dog person but I can appreciate things about them; their unique personalities, their devotion to their families, those sweet faces, right? I just don’t like the kind of constant attention that dogs are wont to give is all.

I’d like to leave you with a quote by E.B.White from his essay called Bedfellows. He’s reminiscing about a dachshund he had named Fred.

“The only thing I used to find agreeable about him in bed was his smell, which for some reason was nonirritating to my nose and evocative to my mind, somewhat in the way that a sudden whiff of the cow barn or of bone meal on a lawn in springtime carries sensations of the richness of earth and of experience.”

He says that like it’s a GOOD thing. Sweet tribute.