a poem, by Talos
at my foot
at the hair that isn't perfectly aligned
from my nose
to the fly who can simply get through the bars
I will stretch
when I kick at the crate door
the slowest it has ever been
is my name.
Don't know if anyone would get that Garfield reference in the thread title. It is pretty obscure, from a compendium that I nearly memorised as a kid. Kudos if you did, though! If you didn't, here you go: http://garfield.dale.ro/garfield-1981-december-13.html
Last edited by Nina_W; 12-02-2015 at 03:31 PM.
Is she hurt again or is this just a daily rest?
Momma to a zoo. We have a total of 3 dogs, 1 service dog in training, 2 cats, and 2 human children. It's one crazy life.
The key to life is "family and friends. And a good pet. For pure loyalty there is nothing like a pug." - Robin Williams
But, yesterday was hard. And I know all too well that six weeks of crate rest is hard, more days where she hates it and it's hard to manage than easy days. I have plans to keep her occupied, but you can only do so much and still call it rest. ...and she gets too worked up after a while about any chance for stimulation. But we'll get there, we've done it before :) (and we'll do it again, when needed)
Last edited by Nina_W; 12-02-2015 at 03:46 PM.
Awwww, I just want to kiss that sweet, sad little face. Sending positive vibes for speedy healing.
BTW, I was a big Garfield fan as a kid and still have a stack of the books.
Mom to Miss Jelly Bean "Beanie" Licorice Pug
Forever in our hearts: Miss Nilla Sassafras Pug August 17, 2002 to April 19, 2018
And my Heart-Dog... Wonka the Dancing Pug, CGC, W-FD, W-TFD.
Februrary 11, 2005 to May 10, 2020. Miss you, sweet boy!
Oh Talos... Sad puggy faces make me so sad :( Papaya and I send you lots and lots of healing vibes so you feel better soon and no more crate rest. Pug love!
Papaya & Kiwi's Mom
"If it's not a pug, it's just a dog"
Poor Talos - pug hugs from all here xx
I wish I had a magic wand
To make it go away;
I'd wave my scepter over you
Until you were okay.
I'd think good thoughts; I'd send you love;
I'd transmit healing vibes;
My wand and I would surely beat
Whatever the doc prescribes.
But there is no magic scepter, so
I cannot cast a spell;
Just know you're often in my thoughts,
And I hope you'll soon be well!
By Joanna Fuchs
Nina her head piece is beautiful. How I wish I had your talent.
Mom to Elvis and Buddy
Beautiful but sad little Talos. Praying for her recovery.
We never touch people so lightly that we don't leave a trace.
A song for Talos while she does her time, poor baby.
I like to imagine her as a black dressed beret wearing lanky guy on a stage on open mic night, holding a drum with which he punctuates his poetry.
The headpiece is a necklace for my Christmas card idea, but miss cooperative up there decided lifting up her head is just too much. So, she got to wear it as a hat instead.