Monday, May 3, 2010

Life Transfer

Just thought I'd share something funny that happened over here...

I got a call from my adorable mom who was in a state of hushed panic. At our old house there is a cabinet in our living room with three or four urns with ashes from past dogs. She went over to tap the light on in the cabinet (it's one of those you tap it in the right spot to get the interior display light to go on or off).

So the light went on and displayed some weedy things apparently growing out of the one urn containing the ashes from Danny (the dog we lost two years ago).

Mom freaked out, because she was convinced that Danny's bone bits were sprouting weedy flowers. She didn't want to go near the cabinet and see exactly WHAT was growing out of the bones, and begged one of us to go in there and check it out.

As it turns out, my niece placed the weeds in there for Danny because she had been thinking about him after her parents tortured her by letting her watch Hachiko (sp?).

FWIW - that movie is evil. I can't even READ about it without crying all over myself.

The above is my old Danny. Had we not lost him two years ago to cancer, he would have turned fifteen last month. I seriously doubt that he would come back as weedy flowers. He was sugar and spice and everything nice. :)

Random Hurrah - Thank God for "System Restore". I believe my computer had a virus of some kind earlier today. I immediately shut the computer down, started in safe mode, and did a system restore. So far so good.


  1. Moms are so funny... :)

    My little sister refused to watch 'Hachiko', she went to Japan with my parents over New Year's break and knew the story, so she wasn't going to get suckered in!

    I'm sorry about Danny- we've lost four dogs in the last two years and I know it's tough, especially when you know they're in pain :(

  2. Lale... I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. I can't imagine losing that many dogs in so short a time. I lost two old men (Danny and Samson) in the past almost four years, and that was bad enough. They leave scars that sometimes hurt still with remembered pain, even if they do heal over.

    Danny (thankfully) had not been in any pain except possibly for the last day. Then the last glimpse I had of him was him walking away with the vet, his beautiful plumed tail swinging back and forth and him smiling up at her.

  3. HAHAHA!!! This is a cute yet funny yet scary story. I know I'd be freaking out if my dog's ashes suddenly had weeds in them :) That's sweet that your niece was thinking of Danny. What a beautiful dog he was!


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