tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post6860420677204860015..comments2023-12-31T20:43:08.499-05:00Comments on THE STILETTO GANG: A Girl's Best FriendUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-66257919849658855472012-06-16T12:44:34.787-04:002012-06-16T12:44:34.787-04:00Thanks for helping me get through it, L.Thanks for helping me get through it, L.JD Rhoadeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07123361739160525998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-40074061431336538262012-06-16T12:30:22.810-04:002012-06-16T12:30:22.810-04:00Dusty, I remember that conference weekend. Your pa...Dusty, I remember that conference weekend. Your pain was palpable to those of us who know you. A part of us really does go with that most special friend.Laura Bradfordhttp://www.laurabradford.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-60126608767463038772012-06-16T12:27:42.989-04:002012-06-16T12:27:42.989-04:00Our Golden Retriever, Clifford, was the best dog i...Our Golden Retriever, Clifford, was the best dog in the world. I still miss the way he'd come over and gently lay his muzzle on my knee to be petted. He was so patient with the kids growing up. They'd crawl all over him, pull his ears and tail, and he'd just give me that long suffering look that said "aren't you going to do something about this?" I was away when he passed, and I hate that he was buried before I had a chance to say goodbye. But certain good friends got me through that weekend :-).JD Rhoadeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07123361739160525998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-47615268583509647022012-06-15T22:05:15.462-04:002012-06-15T22:05:15.462-04:00Beautiful post, Laura. I totally get how you feel...Beautiful post, Laura. I totally get how you feel about Hobbes. My cat Stripes died two years ago on Mother's Day weekend. I was devastated. A year later I still missed him so much. Walter gave in when we met Peaches at the vet's. She had been left for dead on the side of the road and was injured. He nursed her back to health and needed a home for her. We fell in love with her the moment we saw her. She has a limp, but zips around the house and loves all of us...even the dog.Sharon K. Mayhewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07799235347319851345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-17780455358737746142012-06-15T20:53:47.492-04:002012-06-15T20:53:47.492-04:00And not a dry eye on the blog. Most heart wrenchin...And not a dry eye on the blog. Most heart wrenching, my dear. Losing a pet that you really truly love is one of the most difficult things in life.Marilyn Meredith a.k.a. F. M. Meredithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04179984154939161530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-7614633979216218222012-06-15T18:25:37.576-04:002012-06-15T18:25:37.576-04:00Thank you, everyone. I knew you would understand. ...Thank you, everyone. I knew you would understand. And Lil, you do just know when they're different, don't you? It's like their light burns a little brighter...Laura Bradfordhttp://www.laurabradford.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-52044002094820120802012-06-15T17:06:41.084-04:002012-06-15T17:06:41.084-04:00I had a kitten that died, and my daughters gave a ...I had a kitten that died, and my daughters gave a little black and tuxedo (like Hobbes) to replace the kitty. Molly was different from the day I got her. She followed me around and din't sit in my lap, but was always there. when I moved to a place where she could safely be outside, she began to explore, and walk with me, so that she became a fixture. I lost her this winter, and I still see her around, if you know what I mean. She was ill and it was her time to go, but for 14 years she kept me company, talked to me, and generally made it clear who owned my home. My friend say they miss seeing her walking with me. Fur babies are, indeed, very special.lil Glucksternhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09288522126331817172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-85055632437025490572012-06-15T16:24:16.551-04:002012-06-15T16:24:16.551-04:00A wiemaraner chocolate lab mix, Callie was the mos...A wiemaraner chocolate lab mix, Callie was the most gorgeous dog in the history of dogs. She was also insanely smart, smarter than most humans I knew at the time.<br /><br />She was hit by a car in a rural area after squeezing out the window of my dad's truck three weeks before my wedding. It's been 14 years and though I gave in and we got another dog 6 years ago, I still mourn my Callie.Aimee Hixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06045158961269334826noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-32421075725680880912012-06-15T13:53:52.228-04:002012-06-15T13:53:52.228-04:00Laura, You asked us to tell you about our Hobbes. ...Laura, You asked us to tell you about our Hobbes. As it turns out I have a cat named Hobbes. We got him as a kitten from a friend who was in vet school, the friend rescued the mother and delivered the kittens. Hobbes was the only one that survived. He's been with us ever since and turned 18 this year. I don't know how much longer he will be with us but we treasure everyday, ok maybe not the day he shredded every pair of nylons or the day he tore a whole in the speakers, but the others : ) <br /><br />Thank you for sharing your story.Anjalinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-45136564405170517512012-06-15T09:58:07.864-04:002012-06-15T09:58:07.864-04:00Our fur babies are truly gifts from God...uncondit...Our fur babies are truly gifts from God...unconditional love in it's purest form. They don't judge us, don't criticize us, only adore us. I've chosen not to have children, and don't feel as though I've missed out on a thing...my cats are my fur children. Each one I've poured my heart and soul into, and have had my heart ripped out when I've had to say goodbye to them. But life without pets is just not an option...I can't imagine the emptiness of not having those perfect little beings beside me.<br /><br />Beautiful tribute to your darling Hobbes...she was just adorable.Melissa, Mudpie and Angel Truffles (Mochas, Mysteries and Meows)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10018684568201043569noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-9182657835837218602012-06-15T09:22:17.895-04:002012-06-15T09:22:17.895-04:00Oh, Laura, what a wonderful tribute to Hobbes! I&...Oh, Laura, what a wonderful tribute to Hobbes! I'm crying now (not that that's an odd occurrence these days).<br /><br />When I was being prepped for my cancer surgery, a Presentation nun named Sister Elaine came into the room and asked me if I wanted to say a prayer before going in. I said yes. She then went into this whole thing about God being like a faithful dog, running by your side, providing unconditional love. I don't know what it was, but that image resonated with me and brought me peace at a very difficult time. Sometimes I look at my little Westie and think "maybe?" and then she throws up on the rug and I go "nah." MaggieMaggienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-47054686757344739292012-06-15T08:51:29.783-04:002012-06-15T08:51:29.783-04:00I had TIME reading about Hobbes.
I remember my fu...I had TIME reading about Hobbes.<br /><br />I remember my furry one who was my best friend. I told him everything and he in kind listened and gave the appropriate meows when needed. He knew when I was sad and would give me a head butt to come out of it and I did when I saw his precious face. When he got sick, I got sick and the worst is when the doctor told me it was time for him to go and I saw his face and the smile and let him go. After his passing, I was not able to own or be owned by cats because I developed an allergy to their dander.Druhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07978384022143035332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1025201337316610324.post-47833115641162307252012-06-15T08:21:20.801-04:002012-06-15T08:21:20.801-04:00What a beautiful story about a treasured friend. G...What a beautiful story about a treasured friend. Glad you have such sweet memories of Hobbes to offer comfort and joy.<br /><br />MarianEvelyn Davidhttp://www.evelyndavid.comnoreply@blogger.com