This is the last part of this story. I mean it.
Belle’s Last Day (Part IV)
Tag: A boy without his dog
Belle’s Last Day (Part III)
The Saturday before I put Belle down, which was actually the day before I did it, I contacted my sister to let her know I was going to take Belle around town for her Last Day. She informed me her husband was coming too. I have a small car, and I have set it up for dogs to be in the back, not people, so transporting two people and a dog was not really my intent. At that point, I didn’t care anymore, and when they showed, I made arrangements to have Belle ride in front with me (something she never did), and they sat in the back. Belle’s two car pillows were stacked, so she had support for the one she sat on by having the other one prop her up. She was sitting as comfortably as she was going to be and since the day was all about her, that was all I cared about. Continue reading “Belle’s Last Day (Part III)”
Belle’s Last Day (Part II)
I still have a ton of stories about Belle, and going through the pictures I saw yesterday, I will probably tell them. For now, I will tell the story of her last few days. Continue reading “Belle’s Last Day (Part II)”
Belle’s Last Day (Part I)
I had planned on writing a long story of Belle’s last day, but went through all of the pictures I had on hand and just couldn’t do it. Might do it tomorrow. But for now, above is the first picture I have of her. And here is the last: Continue reading “Belle’s Last Day (Part I)”
What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part V)
June 1st, 2018
Continuing the story of what halted my travel to Alaska with the following disclaimer-lite. Be aware that the current theme I am using places the whole post and not just a summary. They are in reverse order if you want to read previous ones on the home page. I plan on going into some detail that not only is very personal but slightly graphic in nature. If you feel you do not want to read this for it may offend you or may reveal too much about me, please move on. I intend to write about more travel exploits soon to catch up from the previous as well as new ones. Thanks for understanding. Continue reading “What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part V)”
What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part IV)
May 31st, 2018
Continuing the story of what halted my travel to Alaska with the following disclaimer-lite. Be aware that the current theme I am using places the whole post and not just a summary. I plan on going into some detail that is personal. Most of the graphic nature is done, but there is a little bit left. If you feel you do not want to read this for it may offend you or may reveal too much about me, please move on. I intend to write about more travel exploits soon to catch up from the previous as well as new ones. Thanks for understanding. Continue reading “What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part IV)”
What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part III)
May 30th, 2018
Continuing the story of what halted my travel to Alaska with the following disclaimer-lite. Be aware that the current theme I am using places the whole post and not just a summary. I plan on going into some detail that not only is very personal but definitively graphic in nature. If you feel you do not want to read this for it may offend you or may reveal too much about me, please move on. I intend to write about more travel exploits soon to catch up from the previous as well as new ones. Thanks for understanding. Continue reading “What the Deal was with Delayed Writing and “Medical Issues” (Part III)”
North to Alaska, Day 3 (NO LA, Day II, Part II)
Thursday, March 22, 2018 (Still):
After the cemetery tour, I checked the time and saw I had another three plus hours left on my parking meter and decided to make the best of it. Across the street from where I was, as the place I actually parked, was the Basin St. Station and bus tour stop/visitor center. I figured I did the main thing I was in New Orleans for, I should be able to do anything else at this point. Continue reading “North to Alaska, Day 3 (NO LA, Day II, Part II)”
North to Alaska, Day 3 (NO LA, Day II – Part I)
Thursday, March 22, 2018:
Morning started as it had before, light from the courtyard and Lily poking me with her nose. I told her to go back to sleep and she did. Eventually, I woke and took her for a walk. Along the way, I saw several trucks that had the phrase “Hollywood Trucks” on them. At first, there was one, as we passed in one direction, but as we circled back, there were four around the block. Even now, I have no idea what they were setting up for, but it looked like they were hosting a film crew. Lily was being difficult again and didn’t want to “go” so we headed to the dog park. Continue reading “North to Alaska, Day 3 (NO LA, Day II – Part I)”