It is with the deepest sorrow I am posting this, and while it is
not geology relates, it does pertain to a huge part of my life… Druid, my
beloved Irish Wolfhound. My best friend. Now, guardian of my heart. We had to
let him go yesterday, but I do not want to dwell upon the end.
Instead, I want to
share with you a blurb about my life with Druid. I didn't want to get too
wordy, so I just snipped it up. He may have been a hound, but he had such a
personality that we all joked that he was reincarnated into a hound. When he
first met my eldest daughter, he was new to the family and still wary of
strangers, but we let him out of the kitchen and he came around and hopped on
her lap on the couch as if they were long lost friends. She was the ONLY one he
would "peep" in on, pushing her door really slow and moving his head
so his eyeball could be at an angle to see her. I cannot tell you how many
times in the hall I caught him- and with a squeaky door, it was amazing how
slow he had to push it to get it to open without her knowing!We often joked about him doing that to her. We have soooo many funny stories from what Druid would do. He would actually GRIN at me when I said no, and move his head as if he was laughing. (He probably learned it from the kids.. lol:)
My Beastly Hurricane
Born shortly before the landfall of Hurricane Isabel in Sep 2003
Like a hurricane descending upon calm seas
Came to us a perfect hound
So loud, so quirky, so goofy so funny
He frustrated, confounded and drove me to distraction
But his heart was made of gold
A peeping tom
Hating thunderstorms, seeking solace in bathtubs
Stomping feet, huffing, and peeing where he should not when irritated
Throwing his body around and groaning
Like a petulant teenager
Lover of cats
Gentle as they come
We always warned "beware of the cat"
She attacks with stealth
The dog just don't pet
Lest you find yourself
Trapped up against a wall
As he leaned in demanding more scruffles
Sometimes tripping me if I got up before noticing
My quiet protector at my side
Slept in Husband's spot while he was in Iraq
His head on the pillow next to mine
Filling the empty void
As if to tell me he would keep me safe
And indeed he did
Peed on the Friar at a RenFest
Escaped out front door
Scared all the walkers on the beach
I can still recall his wicked smile
Turf surfing, cussing, scuffed elbows be damned
I loved my boy despite his naughty actions
And there were many...
But I was not always his perfect catch either
Returning to school, alone for part of the days, he was upset
He forgave me and I forgave him
We loved each other
He adored his family
All he wanted was to be with us
He'd go with us anywhere
Anytime
Anyplace
LOVED car rides
Four hour car rides...
Ten hour car rides...
We had to pull him out each time
He so wanted to continue to travel
And now he has traveled on without us
Taking my heart with him.
I'll miss you big guy. My heart will forever ache without you by my side.