This 2004 post at The Thundering Herd brought tears to my eyes.
Hu-Dad had taken two of the pups for a walk and was hurrying back because he was going to be late for dinner with his parents. But Nikita, one of the pups, saw a small patch of snow by the side of the road and wanted to stop to play in it. Hu-Dad at first said no, but she insisted.
Suddenly it hit me. My old girl, already 11 years old, was getting frailer. Would she make it to the next winter? Would she ever see snow again? And all she wanted, all she asked, is that we stop for 10 minutes and play in this little patch of snow. So I relented. Her arthritis was forgotten and she dove in. I tossed snowballs for her to catch and she and Natasha wrestled in the snow. After a few minutes, her outer guard hairs wet, Nikita was done and ready to head on down the road….
In return for being a little late, I got to see my old girl be a puppy, if only for a few minutes. I got to wrestle in the small little patch of snow with her. I have a memory that I will never forget. And I made her really, really happy.
Thank you Nikita for all you gave me, but most importantly, for helping me to remember to enjoy the small things while you can.
Thank you, Hu-Dad.
definitely the small things matter – that is why on f/b I suddenly posted a picture of something that intrigued me when I was looking at book about plants…it looks knitted in one part with frills but it’s actually a plant cellular structure. I posted it because today and last few weeks have been rather stressful on the surfaces outdoors….and after sliding in some of rubble left, I needed a pickmeup…
I’m glad it helped life your spirits. And I hope you didn’t hurt your hand too much, and that the PM will get things straightened out soon.
Aw … sweet memory. 🙂
Yes. 🙂
our time with them goes by so fast.
what they can teach us if we just let them!
this brought tears to my eyes too.
I agree!
Synchronicity. Small things matter is the topic of my next post.
I’m looking forward to it.
This made me cry.
And yes! It’s the small things for sure.
The other day I came home and sat down in my big chair.
Several of my dogs crawled on me and snuggled in.
The TV was on and I felt so lazy, I always have something that needs to be done and then it hit me.
Why do I have these dogs? Wasn’t it because I wanted to give them a loving home?
So I didn’t get up. I just stayed there under a warm furry blanket and napped.
“The time you enjoy wasting, is not wasted time” – Bertrand Russell
love the quote Cindi, and of course the small-thing you had with your dogs…maybe as well, they were trying to tell you something 🙂 and it looks like they succeeded…
Good for you and good for the pups, Cindi!