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Welcome to Winning Duncan Over! You will find in these pages the story of a Shetland Sheep dog who spent 8 years as a puppy mill stud dog before being rescued. Duncan's rescue is only the beginning of the story however. A great deal of time, work, love and patience is needed to turn an abused puppy mill dog into a happy and healthy pet, and that is the story told here. If you would like to read Duncan's full story I recommend that you start in the Archives at the left with February 2007 - when it all began for me, Duncan's guardian. Thank you for visiting Duncan's site, and please tell a friend!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Thank You!


Thank you everyone so much for all the cards and posts and comments. It definitely helps me to be able to talk about Debbie with you all and to get your well wishes and thoughts. I really appreciate everyone sharing with me in this.

It's still really strange not having her around here. When I let the dogs in the house from the back yard I look for her, expecting her to be trailing in behind the others. It's strange to leave for work in the morning and not having her bark at me as I go out the front door telling me she wants me to stay. And strange when I come home at night not to have her dance and prance around me until I let her jump up to lean on my leg while I kiss her hello. It's strange to watch TV without her either snuggled down on the couch or putting her front paws on the arm of my chair to get me to pet her. I feel like I'm missing a step when I feed the dogs in the morning and when I put them to bed at night. It still feels very unreal.

I'm expecting the phone call from my Vet any day now to tell me her cremains have come back from Rolling Acres and are ready for me to pick up. I'm really not sure what I'm going to do with her ashes. For Duncan, I would spread his ashes at the park we walk at. He just loves walking at the park and it would be a very appropriate place for me to take him at the end. But I'm not sure that would be right for Debbie. She just loved being with me. (You can only say that about a dog and not sound conceited.) I could spread her ashes here at home in the back yard, but I plan to move into a bigger house within the next few years, so I'm not sure that feels right either. On the other hand, I don't feel like I personally need to have her ashes sitting on the mantle in an urn. I've never had this problem before. I've always known exactly where my pets' final resting places should be.

Anyway, thanks again for all your thoughts and prayers. They truly help me.

posted by Tatha at 8:20 PM
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