Hello. I’m your blogger, Michelle, and dogkisses is my personal blog.
I named this blog “dogkisses,” after my sweet dog, Ruthie Mae.
Ruthie gives the slightest little kiss on my arm when I reach into a bag of dog food.
The little kisses remind me of snowflakes landing and melting my heart.
I’ve written about several subjects in this blog. I’ve always enjoyed writing and have long hoped to write non-fiction stories about my life.
People have told me for about thirty years, “You should write about your life.”
I’ve always enjoyed talking with people, telling stories and listening to others tell theirs. I’ve also lived through situations that upon reflection, seem far more than ordinary and much more like fate.
I’ve always loved dogs. My dad raised Beagles. I thought they were called, “Rabbit Beagles,” for most of my life. Jack, who was very cute and a good hunter, was his last dog. His tombstone has a carving of a man with his hunting dog and gun.
After living with chronic health conditions for many years, I have a deeper appreciation of a dog’s unconditional love and companionship.
Dogs are good medicine.
I understand better now why my dad loved his dogs. He liked sitting in the woods, listening to them howl. He liked the end, when Jack got a rabbit, but most of the time, he came home empty-handed.
“It ain’t as much about getting a rabbit, as it is about me having time to myself,” he told me. “I like hearing ’em go after one.” He smiled a lot when he talked about his dogs.
I’m blessed with my mother, whose not far from eighty and as high-spirited as ever. She a Taurus. They’re Bulls 😉
I’m also blessed to be a Mother! I have a grown son and am a proud Mom.
My best friend is a dog. She’s my friend, but also a medical support animal. She might be the sweetest dog in the world! She’s my tender-heart. Her name is Ruthie. Ruthie Mae to be exact.
Ruthie is a hunting dog too. She hunts squirrels, although I don’t let her, but she would and she has. She once killed a big rat and when we found a black snake in our house, she wanted to kill that too.
Mostly, Ruthie Mae hunts insects.
No spider or bug gets by Ruthie Mae! Ever! She must hear them, because I’ve seen her jump up in the dark of the night, and go find whatever insect had decided to crawl on our floor. I find her right in front of them, with her eyes glaring at them, so I know exactly where they are.
We recently moved, so thank goodness, Ruthie no longer spends her nights hunting insects indoors!
Ruthie, like all dogs, is a teacher.
Mostly, Ruthie teaches me about being gentle. Ruthie is a true tender-heart.
Dogs have a lot to offer and when I listen, I can hear their wisdom. They know how to live.
In January, 2013, we parted with our dear friend, Tiny, the very handsome fellow in the image (left).
Tiny was my son’s dog, so he was my grand-dog 🙂
He was the best friend in the world to my son. He could communicate with me when my son needed me. He was an amazing animal.
Tiny lived twelve years! That’s a good long life for a big dog, and Tiny boy was a big dog, sort of.
We love you Tiny!
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