Mornings With Moula

Sunday mornings are usually very joyous  mornings. Mother and Father usually stay in bed a little longer and Moula would try to keep us all  quiet while they slept. The only thing I could ever think of was "It's time to eat!!!!!" But this morning I stepped up. I kept everyone quiet while they slept. The rains came down. A lot of rain came all day. Mother and Father packed some snacks and left us alone. They went somewhere with Auntie Gwen where they had plants. Mother came home with another Lemon tree. Uncle Bill came to play with us and Izzy was confused that Mother and Father were not home all day and she ate my favourite mouse to bits! He was all over the bedroom . Bits of him were everywhere. But I understood why she did it. Sometimes you just can't contain your fear or anger or frustration and you have to take it out. The best thing to do is comfort her and that's exactly what I did. Moula told me that when she was young and Mo...

The sun was shining this morning when Father took me for a very long walk. The  sun on my back and the breeze in my ears felt so good! I walked with my head held high! I missed my walks with Father. Once upon a time Moula and i would walk every day together. I think I can feel her beside me. She is smiling.It is the simle things that mean so much. Mother took Ari  for ma walk before the  sun hid behind the clouds. And then  she took Izabella. It was a quiet day.  Mother gave us the treats that were meant for Moula. They are special treats- she told us so.   They were simple  treats but they tasted so good. We all Hung outside before Mother went to lessons. Izzy likes to sleep by the garage door. She waits for Mother and Father to come home.... But I think she also waits for Moula. The rains came again and we  stayed inside. I was feeling a bit sad until Ari and Izzy came beside me. ...

Me and Moula's blanket Sometimes when I feel overwhelmed I climb into the crate with Moula's blanket. I breathe in the fading of her scent and she's  with me again. Today was another chilly,  rainy day. Everyone just sat around all morning until Mother took Izzy away in her car. Mother explained to us that they were going to pretend Izzy was in a show and they would be back soon. Izzy came home  with all sorts of stories about the two puppies she met that were the same colour as she and how they ran in the fields and in the rain- up and down- back and forth. Izzy did not mind the car ride. She said the back seat smelled like Moula and it kept her calm. Izzy and her friends Ari is very quiet these days. I think she wants to go on road trips too. Or at least a walk- if it was not raining again! Every time Mother goes away we greet her at the door when she comes home again. Izzy asks if Moula will be with her..... I tell her : ...