R.I.P Baby

There is no easy way to say this Baby has passed on to that place where all good dogs go. I don't know if there is a heaven and I don't know about the other place.

I do know that Baby was a brave and loving soul. When I met Baby I was just coming out of my most painful period . I wrote about the 4th of July party I got to go to at Meg's folks house . Baby had the wobbles and he was always in some kind of discomfort. He was so brave and so filled with love it made me want to be brave.

As my followers may recall Baby let me play with his toys and accepted me into his house and yard as an equal. 

I remember licking him and tasting his pain. I also tasted his love and it was immense.

Meg carried Baby in her hand when he was a whelp he weighed 6 pounds . Baby was loved and Baby loved his people. He was a brave warrior that fought through the pain.

His pain is over. There are many tears to be shed Meg, Susan ,Mark, and Matt my  heart goes out to you. Bones cried last night when he found out. 

He hugged me extra tight . Bones had to put down his companion of 14 years not so long ago. Her name was Allie a border collie mix and one of the sweetest dogs ever. 

Roxy and I have some big paws to fill. Roxy helped Bones through his period of loss She is an expert on such matters and will be there for Mark and Meg and Susan and Matt. If I am needed I will also be there for them.

I choose to believe that Baby and Allie are running and sniffing and chasing each other as I write this.

Their pain is gone and they are free. 

I love you Meg I love you Susan I love you Baby 

This one is for Baby:  Hugs from the valley 

Cash Fargo Bellinger

The best present is love

                                       What a weekend 

Saturday we went to Deb's cousins house. I knew before I went that I would not be allowed inside the house, I had reconciled myself to that fact. I was told about Casey a 15 year old pooch. He is one of the lucky ones  that has a human who loves him. True mooey his owner is a little overboard but she is a sweetheart. 

 I hung in the car  for a couple of hours and it was no big deal. Casey has vestibular syndrome, it makes him dizzy.

 Mooey doesn't want him to hang out with other dogs because she thinks he doesn't know he is a dog. Mooey, he knows he is is a dog.

Sunday I heard That Meg,Susan,Jesse and Dan where coming up for dinner. I was hoping  Roxy was coming to visit.

Evidently Bones has to get his act together and build a fence before this can happen.

 I got anxious about an hour before they arrived. Susan and Megan and Jesse are very special to me. They are the reason I was able to get the treatment for the aspergelosis so in  essence they saved my life. I hadn't seen Susan for a long time, she was as happy to see me as I was to see her. She brought me the best toy I have ever had. The toy was a furry tree with 3 squeaky squirrels inside. The object is to pull the 3 squirrels through the holes and play with them. Susan gave me lessons and I caught on very quickly. I soon discovered " the Cash method" this entailed shacking the furry log and watching the squirrels fly in all directions. The beauty of this game is the humans have to gather the squeakies and put them back in the log, interactive you might say.

 Meg and Susan were petting me and loving me so much I felt like a king. Murphy at one point had  enough of my arrogance, he attacked me and whooped me up side the head. I had to be calmed down. 

It all worked out, when Susan was leaving she gave Murphy a good head and body rub ,he was purring loudly on his spot on top of the hutch.

It felt really neat to see Susan and Meg I love them they love me. The cool part was Deb and Susan got to know each other. This is a great deal for me I have three great women in my life and they all love me. Jealous much?  You should be. I hope to visit more with Susan and Meg in the coming year.

The new year is almost here Bone's is almost moved out of his old house. I do not want to go back. Cash is digging on his new life folks.

Spread some love around, the world will be a better place.

Hugs from the valley: Cash Fargo Bellinger

Merry Christmas:

 I am not sure what this whole deal is all about, there is quite a flurry of activity at the Deb house. In the corner is a fantastic tree adorned from  top to floor  with hanging shiny things. There are lights on the tree and I have a new hoodie. I wore it in the field this morning I have to admit it keeps me very warm.

The cats do not have  new hoodies, I bet they are jealous. Today we go see Debs people, they have taken Bones in like family and last time we went to one of their houses I got to play and strut and primp in their back yard. Today I will have to stay in the car but that is ok with me.

Deb got out her Wedgwood china for the gathering on Sunday. Meg, Jesse, Dan, and Meg's  mom Susan are coming up for dinner. I want Roxy to come but we are not sure about her and the cats yet ( fence the back yard already Bones).

Deb cleaned the house while Bones stayed out of her way. He considers this helpful. I attack the loud rolling monster with the long tail, turns out it is called a vacuum cleaner.

All in all this is my best ever christmas in my life. I am loved by many people I am inside the house and not out in the cold under the bird cages, I have my new hoodie the cats and I dig each other.  Bones and Deb are enjoying their new lives together.

Bones is a cynic he is always waiting for the ax to fall. Deb thinks he is projecting things from his past.

As for me I am living in the now and now is a really good time.

I hope you all have love in your life. Remember don't be afraid to say I love you to your special people.

Everyday is special:  Hugs from the valley  Cash Fargo Bellinger

Can't we all just get along?

Here we go on free form writer. The subject of the day,is your dog friendly? In my case the more pertinent question would be,"Is your master friendly?".  Bones is not known for his patience, add to that the fact he has not been able to take out his inner fire in the surf since his accident and you have a somewhat volatile situation.

We were in the squirrel meadows the other day minding our own business when he spotted a rat terrier on a leash approaching from a distance. We were at the bench quite a distance from said dog and owner. Bones put me on the leash in anticipation of an altercation. The thinking was the dog would pass with his owner and I would then be let off my leash and all would be well with the world. Before we knew it the little rat was standing right by me literally in my face. The owner said,you guessed it, "Is your dog friendly?". It was all I could do to keep Bones from erupting, here I was with this tasty morsel in my mouth so to speak and the human is dense enough to pose this stupid question?

I know I seem a little uptight today it's this holiday tenseness. People are tailgating the vibe in the stores is uptight and whatever this ho ho ho is all about doesn't seem to be all that friendly.

I need to chill out the rest of the people on the road need to chill out and Bones needs to chill out.

I am going to lie down and play with my favorite toy.
Bones is going to lie down and play with his favorite toy.

Remember tis the season to be jolly. Be jolly don't tailgate don't stick your little dog in my mouth and don't ask if my human is friendly sometimes he isn't.

Hugs from the valley:  Cash Fargo Bellinger

Can't we all just get along?

Here we go on free form writer. The subject of the day,is your dog friendly? In my case the more pertinent question would be,"Is your master friendly?".  Bones is not known for his patience, add to that the fact he has not been able to take out his inner fire in the surf since his accident and you have a somewhat volatile situation.

We were in the squirrel meadows the other day minding our own business when he spotted a rat terrier on a leash approaching from a distance. We were at the bench quite a distance from said dog and owner. Bones put me on the leash in anticipation of an altercation. The thinking was the dog would pass with his owner and I would then be let off my leash and all would be well with the world. Before we knew it the little rat was standing right by me literally in my face. The owner said,you guessed it, "Is your dog friendly?". It was all I could do to keep Bones from erupting, here I was with this tasty morsel in my mouth so to speak and the human is dense enough to pose this stupid question?

I know I seem a little uptight today it's this holiday tenseness. People are tailgating the vibe in the stores is uptight and whatever this ho ho ho is all about doesn't seem to be all that friendly.

I need to chill out the rest of the people on the road need to chill out and Bones needs to chill out.

I am going to lie down and play with my favorite toy.
Bones is going to lie down and play with his favorite toy.

Remember tis the season to be jolly. Be jolly don't tailgate don't stick your little dog in my mouth and don't ask if my human is friendly sometimes he isn't.

Hugs from the valley:  Cash Fargo Bellinger

Indoor Plumbing?

There is a big tree in the corner of the house. It is some kind of pine tree and smells  quite nice.

 Seemingly the idea was to bring a little bit of the outdoors inside. I assumed at first it might be my new leg-lifting area. That only seemed fair since the cats get to do their business inside, perhaps I was no longer going to have to brave the cold outdoors to accomplish my duties.

 Slowly something very strange began to occur.
 The barren tree grew lights and started to twinkle in the night. Later the tree sprouted an angel on top and glorious orbs of wonderment appeared on its branches. As the days progressed more and more of the little items showed up on the limbs. There were cats and dogs and birds and butterflies and moons. I began to notice a theme, the decorations ( these are what I have learned they are called) all seemed to be smiling. Many of the hanging objects have faces and all of the faces are smiling. Bones calls it the face tree, Deb calls it the happy face tree.

 I wanted to call it the lift my leg tree but it turns out that is not the case.

 Don't tell anyone but I have seen Murphy do thinks to the tree that are inappropriate. Murphy has carte blanche so all is fair.

What ever you believe in, how ever you celebrate try to put aside your differences and let some light shine to your fellow man. We are still at war ,many of our young men are in places so horrible that a thing as simple as a happy face tree would seem like a marvel to them.

To me this is a joyous time.  It sounds corny but count your blessings show some love to those around you and share your feelings. I still want to lift my leg on the tree but now all those faces are watching.

Hugs from the valley:   Cash Fargo Bellinger

One+One=One

                         It turns out that two people together can complete each other.

    Bones is amazed by Deb. The fact that as a woman she has managed to carve out a career in a male dominated world simply astounds him. She has managed to secure herself a little piece of the pie. She has a nice house and a great job doing smart stuff with computers.

 Bones has spent his life at the beach riding waves and etching out a living from odds and ends. The sad fact is that retirement benefits for living off the grid don't seem to amount to much. He pretty much has nothing of any consequence to show for a lifetime of singing surfing and trying not to mess up the planet.

The other night I heard them talking, and let me tell you these two can talk. Sometimes they both talk at once and still seem to have a conversation. The gist of this exchange was about how Bones felt a little guilty about not having more stuff to share with Deb. Deb it seems is amazed at Bones and how he has two  really neat boys to share his life with.

 Jesse and Daniel,  Bones' kids are like night and day. He loves them with all his might and I love them also. Throw Megan in the mix and he has a lot of energy from some pretty powerful humans in his life. He knows he is lucky. Now he knows that Deb is really happy to share this love.

Deb has provided herself with a good degree of security in the real world. It took a lot of hard work and Bones admires this.

Bones has two wonderful kids that through no doing of his have become amazing adults. Deb has grown to love them in a short time and considers it a privilege to share her life with them. Of course there is the Megulator a force of nature much like Deb.

Simple really, as Meg puts it the two of them together make one whole person.    

Thats is the trick for each individual to help the other shine and appreciate who they are.

Next time: Are there universal truths about women and men?  

Hugs from the hill Cash Fargo Bellinger

 Remember what matters, stuff comes and goes, love remains.

Listen to your second voice:

     The first voice is the one that comes out of your mouth; this is the one that gets you in trouble. Bones' first voice has gotten him in hot water for years. When he used to drink alcohol his first voice got him in many altercations. I hear tales that Bones had a very strange fighting technique. He would hit the other guys fist with his face real hard. If that didn't work he would hit the second fist with his face harder than before. Bones lost a lot of fights.
  
The second voice is the one inside your head. Bones calls it his Indian voice. This is the voice that told Bones not to get in his car the day of the accident. True it is that Bones and my life has changed for the better since that day. That said, his second voice also told him to get a little more serious with Deb before any of this occurred. Either way the lesson is we all have that voice inside. I guess it could also be referred to as the voice of reason.

  We (Bones and I) used to be hard cases. We did everything with our first voice. In my new life my second voice tells me to get along with my cat roommates. This is working out very well. I got in a fight the other day, but my second voice told me to go for it. Some habits die hard. Bones' first voice  is worried that this new life of love, comfort and some sense of security will make him a softy or somehow less of a man than he used to be. His second voice is telling him to shut up and enjoy the ride.

  This is the time of year when humans pretend they are listening to their Indian voice. The truth is there are more rash actions and thoughtless violence at this time of year than any other. The roads are a mess, the dog parks are crowded, and the mood in general is at an elevated level.  
 
  No matter what you believe in, no matter where you are from, please try to listen to your second voice. Step back from the madness, take a deep breath and just be happy with what you have and who you are.

Smile, love life, you will be amazed at the love you get back.

Hugs from the new hill: Cash Fargo Bellinger