Trixie, the Coyote Dog, RIP

I go thru spurts. When things are moving along and I am coping well, I tend not to write. sigh.....A week ago Sunday, my little Coyote Dog, Trixie left me to go to the big dog park in the sky. She had been with me about 14 years. I haven't really talked about it much. Mostly cause if I don't, then I won't think about her, and cry.
My family was great in coming to pick her up and taking her to Vet.  And I am trying to mourn like an adult. Hey who makes these rules up anyway?
Losing my 4 legged friend is very sad for me. You see she came into my life just a couple of months from escaping domestic violence. I was very sad then, and nothing could comfort me. While road tripping with son and family, we got stuck in a dry creek and had to walk for help. Thats when I found her, tied to a fence awaiting her death, cause she was a chicken killer, and you can't have a dog, on a ranch or farm killing chickens. Needless to say, she came home with me a couple of days later.
She has adventured with me all over the place. She has played on the beaches of Corpus Christie, at the Feast of Tabernacles. She has 4 wheeled with us all over the Tucson desert. Gone camping with us. Made my life worth living. I miss her so much. There wasn't an opportunity for her to get into a car or truck that she didn't take.
She licked my tears. jumped in my lamp. she loved me, as no human ever has, well except for my mom.
The depression is sneaking in. I fight it every second. I cry when I think of her. Red Dog has been looking for her. I think thats one reason, today is one of those days. She goes out side and then back in crying and looking at me, Then goes out again. This is repeated several times a day.
And so today, as part of my healing process, I write. I remember the totally awesome times we had with this wonderful friend. And she is missed. My soul has a huge empty place in in, that cannot be filled.

2004-2017