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Book Review: Where The Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls

“After the last shovel of dirt was patted in place, I sat down and let my mind drift back through the years.  I thought of the old K.C. Baking Powder can, and the first time I saw my pups in the box at the depot.  I thought of the fifty dollars, the nickels and dimes, and the fisherman and blackberry patches.  I looked at his grave and, with tears in my eyes, I voiced these words: “You were worth it, old friend, and a thousand times over.”” ~Wilson Rawls, Where the Red Fern Grows

Where The Red Fern Grows by Wilson RawlsWith a question I posed on a social media site about dogs willing themselves to die, a good friend suggested I read Where The Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls.  Having to deal with the fact that my dog is doing just this, I downloaded this book and began to read.  The book just validated my belief that dogs can will themselves to die.

This book review on Where The Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls is about a young boy’s journey to own his own set of coon hounds to hunt with.  He saved his money and was able to purchase two dogs.  The story follows Billy and his two dogs, Old Dan and Little Ann, on their journey of hunting, understanding, and love.

Published in 1961, this novel has been read by many people over the years.  It is a timeless story of determination and love, especially in a young boy who has set his mind to wanting something.  Wilson Rawls captures the essence of what loving unconditionally means and this book will take you on an emotional roller coaster.  The book is written in first person, which I am not a fan of, but it works for this storyline.

Joy, Pain, Determination, Anger, Trust, Understanding, and Love are just a few emotions you will read and feel throughout this book.  This story gave me hope in knowing that my dog will always love me even if he is ready to leave this world.  It helps you understand the connection a true owner has with their dog(s) and how that connection speaks clearly even when words are not spoken.

I give Where The Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls 5 out of 5 Bookmarks, Dear Bloggites.  If you have not read it, pick it up and be prepared to have your heart changed by a boy and his dogs.

Happy Reading!

~4-Ever, P

 

Posted in A Dog's Life

Royal T’s Lord Baden Powell-A Journey Farewell

Royal T's Lord Baden Powell-A JourneyIMG_20150730_001409It is never easy or good to have to say good-bye to a loved one.  I have been blessed with not having to experience very many losses but I write this blog post with a heavy heart and tears in my eyes, Dear Bloggites.

On August 7, 2015, I am going to have to say good-bye to my heart, Baden.  These two photos show him at 3 years old (photo to the left) and now, ten years later at 13 years old (photo to the right).

He is ready to leave this Earth to the next beyond.  Since his dental surgery to remove all his teeth to alleviate a nasty infection that was running through his body and made him blind in his left eye, he has gotten tired.  He still has the infection and it is wracking his body to no end.  He looked at me last night with the eyes that said, “We had a good run, Mom.  But I am ready to go and am only hanging on for you.  Please fix it.”

After that look, I promised him that I would schedule him to go to his forever sleep.  I told him I was ready even though his look was dubious toward me.  It is breaking my heart.  He has been in my life since he was 5 weeks old, I have known him since he was 3 weeks.  He has supported me on all my endeavors with the fervor only a dog can have.  He has helped nurse me back to life after my near-death accident in 2005 and now it is my turn to support and help him by making it all go away and making him better.

He is still the grumpy ol’ ‘tupid dog I love; growls at me when I go give him a kiss or even look like I am going to touch him while wagging his tail.  That is our game.  He loves me and I love him and my heart will be forever broken once he is gone.  I will always remember him as my dog with the attitude but the heart of gold.

Ragonk will help comfort me when I have to tell Baden good-bye.  I have been blessed by having this Boy-O come into my life and he gives me joy even though I hurt in my heart.  See, back in December, 2014, Ragonk wandered into my garage with no tags and looking very scared and skittish.  He has not left since.

I told my sons, Travis & William, and my daughter-in-law, Tori.  Tori called me up and we had a good cry and laugh.  William’s response (as expected by his Autistic brain) was, “Oh, Wow! He’s my brother.”  I told him, “Yes, he is and he will forever be your brother, just like Travis.”  My wonderful sister, Debbie, also called me up.  She has loved and lost many pets and knows what I am going through.  She, too, cried with me while laughing about my grumpy ol’ dog.

I know I will have full support from all my family and friends.  They all know Baden well and how much he means to me.  I know this separation is temporary, because I do believe dogs and all other animals go to heaven.  I know that once he is gone, he will be happy because the pain he feels in this life is temporary, he will be a spry little dog once again sitting by the gates until Momma comes home to heaven with him.

I Love You, My Baden!  Thank You for the Amazing Journey and Your Unconditional Love! 🙂

~4-Ever, P (Momma to you, Baden, Baden)

Posted in A Dog's Life

Royal T’s Lord Baden Powell-A Journey

     So it has been a few days since I blogged, Dear Bloggites. I am sorry. See I had a mini crisis with my wonderful dog, Baden. He is a black and white Chihuahua, yes, he is black and white.
     Baden came into my life eight years ago (once December hits) via my sister, Kathy. See, this puppy of 5 weeks old showed me an attitude when I paid attention to the other puppies…yes, would not look at me, turned his head away as far as he could when I went to go give him a kiss…a major attitude. If he was happy he would stick the front of his tongue out of his mouth with a smile on his face (yes-my dog smiles!). That attitude and tongue smile is what made me fall in love my Baden.
     He is named after the founding father of The Boy Scouts of America. He hikes, camps, plays, and loves. He always greets anyone who comes to the door and welcomes them for visiting HIM… 🙂
     Well my sweet little doggie with the attitude had a regular visit to his vets this past Thursday. He was supposed to go in and get his teeth cleaned and his nails dremmelled down. A total cost of $100. So I get up at the crack of dawn and put my dog into my Jeep and we head to the vet.
     I dropped him off and found he was going to be ready by 3pm that afternoon. I go visit my mother and father who live right up the road from my vets while I wait. About two hours goes by and I get a call to inform me that he is nice and sleepy with the medication they gave him to sleep through the procedures (side note: my vet is Awesome-they call every step of the way, send Christmas cards, birthday cards for my dog, and updates).
     About another hour goes by and I get a call, they are cleaning his teeth and find several loose teeth in his mouth. They said one is very infected, so much that when they touch it pus leaks from his gums-OUCH!
     So they say he will need about 10 teeth pulled. I tell them do what you have to so my baby is fine. They let me go and proceed to do as I ask. I recieve another call telling me that two of his teeth fell out as soon as they removed the tartar from around them. They pulled some teeth and were going to start pulling his back molar when suddenly my baby turned blue!
     They immediately stopped all work and revived him. He recovers well enough but is in a whole bunch of pain. Vet said to make sure he only eats soft dog food for the next two weeks and take his antibiotics for ten days. If he runs low, call and they will give me more to ensure he gets that infection gone.
     They call me and said I can pick him up early (2:30). I get to the vet’s office and they said he is going to be in alot of pain and his tongue will stick out some from the front of his mouth. He lost his two top canines and so his tongue is not able to be held in as well.
     I informed the vet that my dog has always stuck his tongue out so it sticking out a little more will not be a problem. I pick up my dog and we head home. He is totally drugged up and sleepy. I can tell he is in a lot of pain as well.
     We get home and I check out my dog’s mouth, and I find that I left my dog at the vets in the morning with only a $100 planned on being spent and brought home a redneck dog and a pocketbook $330 lighter!
~4-Ever, P