Tuesday Telling

BRADFORD PEAR TREE

Today is a time for sadness and remembering at our house.
One of our outside doggies, RailRoad, went across his Rainbow Bridge Monday morning.
He passed at home cradled in the Dad's arms.
He was our sweet, but obstinate doxie.
Our rescue from the railroad tracks. (hence his name)
He had a broken hip and Mommy called him to our car and the rest was history.
He was lucky that the hip healed without surgery, but his luck was short-lived.
Shortly thereafter he was diagnosed with epilepsy.  He took two pills twice a day for nearly 10 years.
Mommy always made sure she spent time with the outside doggies every day
and that they always had an air-conditioned and heated room with a doggy door.
Yes, RailRoad had a pampered life.

When we think of RailRoad, we will always remember his zest for life, hatred of cattle,  his passion for squeaky toys, and the love of a good meal.
We think the quote that best describes him is "live every day like someone left the gate open".


Sending out lots of  love and wet nose kisses to our furriends.
Happy Tuesday and purrs, y'all.