Wednesday, February 3, 2016

All Dogs Go To Heaven

I think everyone has that one dog. The one that totally steals your heart away, and leaves you devastated when they are gone. Blu, for us, was that dog.This post will be a tribute to our little buddy. The only dog that has ever softened the heart of Pud'nin. So here we go, an Ode to Blu!

One of a kind!


Blu and his sister arrived here one August day, dropped by someone who for whatever reason thought they were not worth their time.Their loss, was our gain. He was a little ball of energy, so fuzzy and just adorable.
Love him
He was always laying in tight spots!
 I have to say, Pud'nin was not to happy with the little furball that first day. He said he was the ugliest puppy he had ever seen. He actually threw a fit, screeching off down the road in the truck leaving black marks streaking all the way to the house. Little did he know, that ugly little puppy, was going to become his constant companion. Even turning him into a "dog person". Blu was special like that, it was impossible not to love him.
In spite of Pud'nins protests, Lee and I knew, Blu was staying. And our lives were forever changed for the better. Even Brandy could not resist him!

What a fuzzy little guy!

 Blu quickly became a part of the farm. He was everywhere. All you had to do was start a vehicle, tractor, the Jacobson. Anything at all..and he would appear out of nowhere waiting for a ride. Of course he made you crazy sometimes being so darn slow to actually get IN the vehicle! I spent many mornings yelling : " Come ON Blu!!! Over here! Get IN the truck!!" While he just sauntered over, slow as you please. Then up he went, then looked at you like "What?!"

 Love that smile!
Yes...Pud'nin softened quite a bit.. If Blu was out too late or too long, he was the first to go out looking for him. He loved that dog and Blu never missed an opportunity to join him in the shop or take a trip back in the field to dig through the many treasures stashed in the trove. They were best friends. I mean really, they even started looking alike!

My guys..
You got a little something right here!




Mmm Bones!
 Sleeping! He must have been dreaming about a big pile of bones. He has a toothy smile! If I remember correctly,  Lee had him on the couch. lol

So cute!
 Cayce even took him to the Spa, he was so cute! She said he was such a good boy! He loved being spoiled and pampered. Every time Joy and Katrina gave him a bath, or a haircut, he was so proud! He would prance and spin, coming to find me making  sure I saw how amazing he looked! He was so spoiled by everyone! He was so silly and full of life. He was loved..
Blu had enough personality for ten dogs, all rolled up in one little body. I still look for him on the porch swing where he liked to sit in the summer, just swinging with his head hanging down. I see a flash of white and I jerk to attention, for a second I think he is home. To see his little puff butt bouncing up the walk just one more time, tail up, grinning from ear to ear....

What?
This is my good side!
Must roll!




He always threw his cuckleburrs on the floor, after carefully picking them out. They were placed in a pile in front of his bed. Then, we would step on them, and remind him that he needed to put them in the TRASH!  What I would give to step on one of his burrs now..

See those little spots? Yea, Burrs!

 I know many people say " Just a dog" But those people have never met the right dog.."that" dog. The one that has your heart forever. Blu was our dog. But he was my friend. I cried with him when things were rough, teased him about his self cleaning fur, held him while his seizures made him helpless. I loved him. I needed him way more than he needed me I am sure.  I will never forgive myself for letting him out that day creating the opportunity for someone to take him away from us. I failed him so many times. But that time was the one time that mattered. Then, when whatever killed him, that ripped the life from his little body, I was not there to save him. To hold him until it was better. He was almost home. So close. He probably felt safe. The smells were familiar, he knew the territory. But it was not to be. I am so sorry Blu.
They say at the end of a humans life, their life flashes before them. I do not know if that happens with dogs but I hope if it does Blu, your vision was filled with our unconditional love, warm sun shining on your face, my fingers on your ears that last day you were here, spinning in circles after your bath because you were just so happy, and hamburgers on the way home from the vet...
Rest in peace sweet Blu, see you when I get there..

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