Thank you

Thank you all for your kind words, ((hugs)), and support when Webster crossed over.
It really touched me so much. Each post, although bringing tears to my eyes, helped me mourn and grieve for my fur baby Webster. This photo I took on Thursday when I let my other three greyhounds out in their run. It does seem odd to see just the three greyhounds run, but when this butterfly appeared I wept. This beautiful butterfly floated and hung around for the entire time we were out. Believe what you want, I want to believe Webster was saying he was running free. Thanks again for your empathy and love.

Webster Runs Free

5/8/99-7/2/10

My heart is breaking right as Webster crossed the Rainbow Bridge today. He was 11 years old.
He fought for months trying to get around on three legs. The pain, his ability to function and his quality of life suddenly became irreversible. Today he let me know that he was tired and it was time to say goodbye. In my heart I know he knew he couldn't go on. He was a dear sweet little furboy and I was lucky to have him for three years. He ran many races at the track and his couch potato life made him happiest of all especially when he scrunched up his bed to nest it just right.

Run FREE with the angels, Webster my sweetheart little boy!!!

Thank you for all your prayers of hope and understanding. It has helped me get through a difficult time. My blogger friends mean so much to me. Thank you!

Sunday Salon-June 27, 2010

Webster is my main concern today as he is still not doing well. Thanks for all your well wishes and prayers. It helps more than you know. I can't really leave him because he needs help on stairs and getting up and down. I don't think the steroids are helping. He doesn't seem better to me and stresses too much. I am hopeful and praying this works.

Since I will be home, I will be reading a bit.

I started reading The Neverending Story, by Michael Ende. I picked up my copy of this book at a Scholastic Book Warehouse sale. The publisher is Firdbird (Penguin), 2005. The copyright is 1979 so I'm surprised I never heard of this book. It is a fantasy, and from what I can tell so far...a very good one.

From the back cover:
Bastian Balthazar Bux is shy, awkward, and certainly not heroic. His only escape is reading books. When Bastian happens upon an old book called The Neverending Story, he's swept into the magical world of Fantastica-so much that he finds he has actually become a character in the story! And when he realizes that this mysteriously enchanted world is in great danger, he also discovers that he has been the one chosen to save it. Can Bastian overcome the barrier between reality and his imagination in order to save Fantastica?

So far, I really like the writing-it draws me in. Has anyone read this? If so, let me know what you think.

This week I finished A Fierce Radiance, by Lauren Belfer. Don't miss this marvelous historical fiction medical mystery. I've posted my review separately.

I also started reading:

-A memoir from Early Reviewers called, An Eagle Named Freedom: My True Story of a Remarkable Friendship by Jeff Guidry.

Lastly, I need to finish a review for Original Sins, by Peg Kingman. This will be published before I post it to my blog so I can only tell you...it is super! It is about slavery and freedom-intricate story line. Really remarkable second novel. Her first novel Not Yet Drown'd was set in Scotland and India. Did anyone read it?

Have a super Sunday and enjoy whatever you are reading.

Webster Needs Good Thoughts

Webster, my eldest adopted ex-racer is still having a difficult time. His latest visit to the vet yesterday was not easy. After viewing x-rays of his hips, legs and spine there has been degeneration. He has lost weight which concerns me, although he eats like he always has, inhaling his food. The vet has decided to try some heavy duty steroids along with pain meds to try and see if it will get him walking again. I'm afraid of the alternative, as the vet says should he not respond there isn't much else to do.

Please send white healing light for my fur-boy Webster. As I watch him sleeping, I'm hoping this medicine will make him better soon.