Neither Hubby nor I could bear going to the WV place this weekend without our little C-dog. So we spent the weekend in Maryland. Hubby did lots of stuff he’d been meaning to do at the MD house. I started my Christmas shopping (ugh). The unspoken motivation for both of us was just to do whatever it took to take our minds off of C.
I’d never really thought about how much both dogs are a part of the WV place. Whenever Hubby and I were there together, the dogs were there.
I didn’t post every picture I took of them (you’d think I was one of those crazy-obsessed dog people), so you’ll just have to trust me when I say I have a ton of pics of both girls in WV. We have lots of fond memories there together. I’m sure I’ll share more pics someday.
Neither of the girls were ever away from us for too long. They did love to go off exploring though. C hated the ride to and from (she never did grow fond of car rides), but she loved being there.
For a dog that tended to act like a princess when we were “back in civilization” at our Maryland place–she hated to get her feet wet, she hated being in the rain, she much preferred hanging out in the house–she could sure get dirty. And stinky. She had a tendency to roll in stuff like turkey poop, deer poop, cow poop, etc. She loved rolling in grass, wet or not. She even had one very memorable roll in a bog.
Like I said, I’ll post more pictures one day. Most likely, in the form of a slide show. For now, the pain is still far too fresh.
We miss our little CeCe.