Favorite Thing Friday: A Tough Little Dog


Three weeks ago my little dog had to go in for an unexpected surgery. The poor thing was full of bladder stones, which pretty much feels like a belly full of gravel. I don’t know how long he’d had them, but he never let on that he was in pain. For a dog I refer to as my baby, he has proven to be something a lot stronger than a baby.

He went through a long and difficult surgery that left him very sore in a sensitive region. To add insult to injury, he lost his dignity when I had no choice but to make him wear a diaper, (yeah, there are diapers just for dogs).  Most dogs would throw a fit, walk funny, or work hard to take that diaper off, but not my little guy. He hates it, but he takes it like a man.

Just when he started to heal, he was faced with another hurdle. A bad reaction to medication left him with painful skin lesions. I’ve never seen anything like them and I can’t even begin to imagine how much they hurt. I won’t get into the nitty gritty details, but let’s just say several of my shirts and a few blankets have stains I can’t get out thanks to those sores. He’s cried a few times, but I don’t fault him one bit. If it were me, I’d be crying a lot more. This little dog is tough and keeps his nubbin wagging no matter what.

My cat may be bigger than my dog, but his strength outmatches everyone in the house. Yesterday, he entered a difficult stage of his recovery – it’s gross so I won’t get in details – but I have faith he’ll fight through it with the same determination he’s had all along.

There are days when I just want to break down and cry (there have already been a few), but my tough little dog always reminds me to smile and keep going.


Don’t let that sweet face fool you, this is a tough little dog.

I have to give props to the staff of Indian Bend Animal Hospital. They are an amazing group of individuals who have shown both my dog and I an enormous amount of compassion and kindness.

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What’s your favorite thing this week?

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c.b.w. 2013


A Friend in Limerick


Here I wait
blue skies
or gray

Loyal friend
and true

Missing you
come home
safe, sound

A friendly dog waits at the open gates of a dairy farm near Limerick, Ireland. Photo by: c.b.w. 2009

A very friendly dog waiting at the open gates of a dairy farm near Limerick, Ireland.
Photo by: c.b.w. 2009

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I apologize for the delay in this week’s Sunday Abroad. This weekend was spent remembering my Grandma and being with family.  I don’t mind giving up a little writing time to be with those I love, especially when I haven’t seen some of them in such a long time. While a sad time for all of us, it was also a time filled with laughter as we enjoyed each other’s company.

The photograph above was a favorite of my Grandma’s.  When we were in Ireland together we got the chance to spend the day at an Irish dairy farm. She loved everything about that place and had so much fun that day. The dog in particular made her smile, so I made sure I got a picture of him for her.

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c.b.w. 2012