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Memories

Cammie came up on my Google photos rediscover this day thing. This was from 2014, two years before she passed away. Timehop broght up one of her from 2012.

Cammie had her own chair.
Chihuahua sitting on chair. Dog is partially covered by a towel.
Cammie undercover
Chihuahua sitting on chair.
Cammie in 2012
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Looks like we made it

The prompt is finally.

2017 has been some kind of crazy year, hasn’t it? There was bad stuff. We were faced with events that we’d like to wish away. Some believe that reality split in two with one person becoming president in this universe and the other person winning in an alternate universe.

We were told to be fearful of so many things. Some of us faced true danger; others were privileged enough to have never been at risk.  If you got to December 30 without developing a drinking, drug, or food problem you are to be commended. If you had enough food to be an overeater, you were luckier than those who went without.

In 2017 I got a better job. I became a better jewelry and art maker. My health improved, but I also gained weight.

I lost a dog and a parent in 2017.

Annie small page
Beloved Annie

Does moving into a new year have any real significance? Sure, things will be the same tomorrow, but we can decide to change ourselves. We can, at the very least, change our attitude.

Let’s move forward and be better human beings in 2018. That’s my plan.

 

Goodbye to Cammie


Cammie took a turn for the worse a few days ago.  She couldn’t keep any food down, and she had trouble getting around. It got worse the next day. She seemed to be having seizures, and we suspected she had a stroke. We decided it was time to let her go. We said goodbye on January 1st.

Cammie would have turned 15 this year. We think she might have made it past that, were it not for a tumor on her liver. The vet diagnosed the tumor in April of 2014. He said we could expect her to live another 3 to 6 months. She almost made it two more years! I think she stayed around for so long because of the all of the love she received from us. My husband was especially sweet on her, and I could tell that he was the light of her life. They were quite a pair.

We miss Cammie a lot. I find myself expecting to see her in her spot at the head of the bed when I go into the bedroom at night. When I walk through the garage to take Sadie out the side door, I imagine Cammie trotting across the floor and pausing to check if  there’s any leftover food in her dish.

We will always love our perfect little Cammie. It was an honor to have her in our little animal family.

Four images of Cammie the Chihuahua