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| He got here with a little help from our friends... |
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| Standing on a corner in Winslow AZ...Gotcha Day |
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| I see him, dad! |
White Dog jumped into my lap as the end point of a leap that took her across half the living room...her landing was NOT gentle. "Oh. My. Dog. Momma." she sputtered. "You really messed up THIS time!" As a result of my blank look and to emphasize the importance she started stomping on my chest.
"Stop, White One! Calm down and tell me what you are so worked up about?" "Momma, you are usually so good about these things, how could you?" she continued without giving me even the barest of clues. "You know he is such an easy-going guy that he won't complain but he has every right to...and to be VERY hurt. You really let him down."
Him...ok that narrows things a bit in our family. In my mind I was racing through possibilities and still not making a connection...then suddenly...
"OH NO!" Last week in the midst of Oso's near drowning and the discovery of the bullet that lies buried in the vertebrae of Taiko, we missed celebrating YoYoMa's Third Gotcha Day! It was last Thursday, the 3rd.
I called my fiercest protector who has a special gift of being able to make me laugh to my side and wrapped my arms around him. "Sweet Yo, momma is SO very sorry for overlooking your special day. I have no real excuse except that it seems like you have been with me always so calendar time kind of falls away. It is not because I love you less. It is not because I do not give thanks to the Universe every single day for the fact you are a part of my life.You DO deserve a celebration...a YoYoMa Tribute Day!" He snuggled his head into my lap and invited me to rub his ears.
"Dad is home tomorrow all day and we will "Gotcha" in all your favorite ways...pancakes with cream cheese for breakfast...a trip to the Park...special treat shopping...and a CAKE with dinner." White Dog pushed her paw into my back. I looked at her. "And?" she said. "And????"
"AND momma and dad will make a donation in your honor to help the pups with special needs at the Blind Dog Rescue Alliance," WD filled in. Yo's tail was thumping. "And..." Puff quietly added. I threw up my hands..."And momma will ask all of our Blog family to leave you special Happy Third Gotcha Day wishes all day tomorrow. You are loved by so many and we are all glad you came to be a part of the White Dog Army."
Finally, something I could grab on to without prompting. I kissed YoYo's nose. "I simply cannot imagine our lives without you as a part of it. When I think back to all of the craziness in finally getting you to us (thank you amazing friends), I am so grateful that everything finally fell into place."
So please, stop by and leave a comment for my loyal, amazing inspiration blind partner. He doesn't play the cello...yet...but give my boy time, he can do anything!
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| One of my favorite photos of YoYoMa at the Park |