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How many summers?

September 20, 2011 in Uncategorized

So… summer went by super quickishly! Dad says that that’s how life goes, but between you and me, I think that that’s a bit high-residue (rich) coming from a human. You try having an average life-span of 16 years (or less even, if you’re quite bigly). To quote Tom Waits (loosely) from the movie, Rumblefish, “Time is a funny thing. Time is a very peculiar item. You see when you’re young, you’re a puppy, you got time, you got nothing but time. Throw away a couple of years, a couple of years there… it doesn’t matter. You know. The older you get you say, ‘Geepees, how much I got? I got thirteen summers left.’ Think about it. Thirteen summers.” Luckily for me, I’m a dog, and apparently can’t reason… phew.

OK…time out.

If you could all please take a little time unit to remember our dear friend Nate… this summer turned out to be his last. He was a wonderful friend (true, I did steal a few bowls full of kibble from him, and I loved annoying him by jumping up and nipping at his fragrant jowls, but…) and our world is sadly vacant when we visit his old places. I hope you’re chasing your orange buoy in a perfect ocean, my silky-coated friend!

You know, I had planned to fill you all in on a bunch of stuffing that happened in my summertime, but now that I got to thinking about Nate, my barkings all seem a bit trivicle. If it’s all right with you, human dad (a.k.a. Fleamanuensis) and I would like to spend a little time remembering Nate, before getting back to being a cheeky Jackie, and all which that entails.

We miss you, Nathan. Rest in peace.

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