Tuesday, October 22, 2013

The Other Dog in My Life

Y'all know Harley, and you know he owns our hearts.

But back before Harley - even before Donald - there was another little dog who walked into my life and stole my heart.
His name was Pax.
Pax stuck by me through a lot.  A divorce, several moves, and a lot of ups and downs and went everywhere I went for 15 years.
He loved the beach too, and spent several Memorial Day weekends exploring Fripp Island, SC all on his own while the rest of us lounged on the beach.  He would always show back up at the house we rented for lunch, for dinner and at dark as happy and as dirty as any little dog I've ever seen.
Here's to the fur babies who have shared our lives and made them better.

1970 - 1985


Libby Dodd said...

I just got home after being away for 10 days. I am getting SUCH a greeting from my cats! They are desperate for food and love (as if they got none while I was away--Ha!)

Anonymous said...

Aww, how sweet... you had him a long time and he will always be with you. I still can hear my beloved Miss Priss ( see my bio on our blog www.crimewriters.blogspot.com ) it looks just like her. Thelma in Manhattan

Lesa said...

Kaye, Thank you for introducing us to Pax. It feels as if Harley has just always been it, so it's nice to see the one who owned your heart before Harley. You're right. Here's to the earlier ones. The stone for my very first cat, Marmalade, says, "First Cat, Best Cat" because we said if he hadn't been such a good cat, we never would have had others.