 
Rainbow Bridge December 18, 2002
Peaches was my Mom's dog. I got her for mom 15
years ago this coming March
and when mom died I took Peaches like I had promised.
I will now see to it
that she is buried in a little vault, along with
her buddy Sugar, alongside my parents
We're going to have her cremated and put in a
small urn, which will be buried by
my folks, who dearly loved her. My Mom's birthday
is in March and 15 years
ago this coming March we happened to be in a
mall and mom wanted to go look at the
pets. She absolutely fell in love with the tiniest
poodle pup I've ever seen, love at first sight.
I told mom that she should get the puppy if she
wanted her so badly but mom said she didn't
have her checkbook or credit card with. Well,
I offered my checkbook services or my credit
card but she wanted to "think about it". I told
her if she wanted that pup she better
get it right now before someone else came along
and then it was gone....nope, we had to think
about it. This was about 5 days before mom's
birthday. I took mom home and then when I got
home I asked Roger what he thought about getting
Peaches for mom's birthday. He
agreed it was a good idea so I called the place.
I also pulled a nasty.....told the lady to
NOT tell anyone interested in the pup that I
had bought it and explained about my mom.
Well, it took mom two days before she hauled
my dad to the mall to see Peaches.....and there
was this big SOLD sign on the cage. Boy, when
mom got back home she called and just
carried on something awful while I said...."well,
I told you so, you should have bought her when
you had the chance." Next day the same thing,
moaning about not
getting that pup...and the next....so, I went
and got Peaches early.
I brought her home and got a box for her and my
son and I called grandma to
see if we could come for a little visit. We stuffed
Peaches in the box,
closed the lid and went inside. My mother had
absolutely no clue. We told her we brought an
early birthday present but to be very careful
opening the box. I will never, as long as I live,
forget the delight on my mother's face when she
opened the box and realized it was Peaches.
I don't think I've ever saw as big a smile on
her face in my entire life.
A number of years ago mom expressed concern if
she should go before Peaches
and I assured her we would take care of her.
Mom would bring Peaches here to make sure
none of our dogs would hurt her and never realized
what a little tyrant Peaches was
going to be with Alex and Bingo. She's had a
good five years here until the last several months
and Yvonne and I knew she wasn't going to last
much longer....it's just still a heartbreak
even if you know it's coming and I've known for
several weeks now, actually
longer. There was nothing else to do because
she seemed to have had a
stroke about 1 this morning and then she started
bleeding a little after 2.
As much as you hate to lose them, and you know
all about this, it was best
to let her go peacefully and Jay was good enough
to come in.
She better be with my folks if she knows what's
good for her, rather than the
other furbabies. She's also going to have to
answer to my folks concerning
her eating habits. They tried everything over
the years to get her to eat dog food or
something decent. They would cut up bologna and
mix it in the dog food to get her
started. Well, the first night she was here she
stuck up her nose at the food. The second night
she ate just a bit and by the third night, with
all the buddies eyeing her plate...she ate heartily
and did so from then on. She has especially enjoyed
Alex being diabetic and on home-cooked
fare because she always got some of it and loved
it. Roger and I have always said once she
leaves....she's going to have some answering
to do......my mom would be at her wits end
trying to get Peaches to eat!
Thank you for the nice thoughts and words of comfort.
Peaches is no longer in any discomfort and
that, in one sense, is a relief for me though
I will miss the little thing.
Margo
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