Goodbye Sweet Fur-Baby

Yesterday we said Goodbye to our sweet dog Delenn.  She was nearly 15 years old.
Saying goodbye to a loved one is one of the hardest things to do.  We are grateful for the house call service that allowed us to love and comfort her at home.

We miss her so much already.  The house is too quiet.

My husband composed and posted this Facebook Tribute to her the day before she passed:

Photo: Dad,   I am tired, very tired.   It is time for me to go find Hazel and to say goodbye.   Although I will miss you, Mom and The Boy, I am old,  very old.     I am a shadow of myself, I am hollow and sometimes I forget who I am, I fear I will soon be lost if I do not leave.  </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>The world is getting dark - I cannot see.  - Branches surprise me.  In the dark I walk into things.   I cannot catch any food thrown my way.    </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>The world is silent,  I cannot hear as I once did.  I do not even know when you come home to greet you.  The delivery man comes and goes without him receiving one bark. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>The world is shrinking,  I hurt during our walks beyone our block, climbing up and down the stairs is a chore.  I slip everyonce and while and drag my feet.  I do not even remember which gun we go hunting with anymore.   </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>The world is loosing its shine, my tail does not wag, my bones hurt and I cannot stretch nor jump.   The lumps that started appearing a few months ago are growing, I am getting sicker. I have accidents and feel horrible I am letting you down.    </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>The world is not fair or unfair it just is.   I am sorry I destroyed your Nike sandles, but they were good and looked like a toy.    I am sorry for running away from Dave Engstrom Ellie Gonzalez , he chased me for two hours.   I do miss the lake and being a dock dog, chasing the chuck-it thrown balls.   I miss our walks and jumping at snowballs.  Lastly,  I should tell you when you thought I dislocated my hip and carried me out of the woods for two miles on your shoulders, truth be told I was just tired and wanted to be carried.  You were also getting fat.     </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>I am working on this poem - I will not have time to finish it.   </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p> My wag is gone, I am no longer strong. Through this family's sorrows and pain, I became tame.   Our agreement from the start was for me to protect my family with all my heart. We agreed to have The Boy, to throw my favorite toy. But my wag is gone, I am no longer strong.   I cannot play, without hurting the rest of the day.     I have tried to be brave, but my time is through.  Let me go to rest, and then see Hazel with zezt.  My wag is gone, I am no longer strong.      </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>You choose my name Delenn from a TV series, a series you just watched  again. Delenn was a great name but I realized watching it with you Delenn never died.  To you she will live forever, Dad all things die, and I cannot go on like I am, you need to let me go. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Tell the Boy the recess bell is ringing for me, he will understand it is time to go.   I cannot play ball anymore, I cannot turn or twist.   I struggle to breath.   Tell him that I always loved the game kiss the baby.  And he cannot throw anymore food onto the floor he doesn't want to eat.  I hope  I taught him to be a dog person, I am definately a Boy person.   </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Tell Mom Pamela Van Eyck Prinkkila, I love her.  If it wasn't for her care I would have been lost long ago.   I have always comforted her when she was sick please love her more now. She has a lot going on with the baby.       </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>To you Dad,    I know you vowed after Hazel to never have another dog.  Loosing Hazel was the one of the worst days in your life, it took a part of your soul that took you years for you to find.   Tomorrow will be a tough day for everyone- do not loose your soul again since you will not have a retriever to find it.      Always remember we had 14 years together - a wonderful 14 years where my tail did wag.  I did leave our ball outside for you, maybe one day you will want to throw it again for another dog.   I hope you do because you love all dogs, try to measure this pain against the joy we had together. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Do not worry about me, I am going to find Hazel and together we will wait for you.   We will meet at the place where no shadows fall, I will be by the water- playing. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Delenn<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
Ambassador Delenn of Del-Tone  </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>P.S.  Please remember to cancel my credit card.

Dad, I am tired, very tired. It is time for me to go find Hazel and to say goodbye. Although I will miss you, Mom and The Boy, I am old, very old. I am a shadow of myself, I am hollow and sometimes I forget who I am, I fear I will soon be lost if I do not leave.

The world is getting dark – I cannot see.  Branches surprise me. In the dark I walk into things. I cannot catch any food thrown my way.

The world is silent, I cannot hear as I once did. I do not even know when you come home to greet you. The delivery man comes and goes without him receiving one bark.

The world is shrinking, I hurt during our walks beyond our block, climbing up and down the stairs is a chore. I slip every once in a while and drag my feet. I do not even remember which gun we go hunting with anymore.

The world is losing its shine, my tail does not wag, my bones hurt and I cannot stretch nor jump. The lumps that started appearing a few months ago are growing, I am getting sicker. I have accidents and feel horrible I am letting you down.

The world is not fair or unfair it just is. I am sorry I destroyed your Nike sandals, but they were good and looked like a toy. I am sorry for running away from Dave.  He chased me for two hours. I do miss the lake and being a dock dog, chasing the chuck-it thrown balls. I miss our walks and jumping at snowballs. Lastly, I should tell you when you thought I dislocated my hip and carried me out of the woods for two miles on your shoulders, truth be told I was just tired and wanted to be carried. You were also getting fat.

I am working on this poem – I will not have time to finish it.

My wag is gone, I am no longer strong. Through this family’s sorrows and pain, I became tame. Our agreement from the start was for me to protect my family with all my heart. We agreed to have the Boy, to throw my favorite toy. But my wag is gone, I am no longer strong. I cannot play, without hurting the rest of the day. I have tried to be brave, but my time is through. Let me go to rest, and then see Hazel with zest. My wag is gone, I am no longer strong.

You chose my name Delenn from a TV series, a series you just watched again. Delenn was a great name, and I realized watching it with you Delenn never died. To you she will live forever, Dad all things die, and I cannot go on like I am, you need to let me go.

Tell the Boy the recess bell is ringing for me, he will understand it is time to go. I cannot play ball anymore, I cannot turn or twist. I struggle to breathe. Tell him that I always loved the game “Kiss the Baby”. And he cannot throw anymore food onto the floor he doesn’t want to eat. I hope I taught him to be a dog person, I am definately a Boy person.

Tell Mom I love her. If it wasn’t for her care I would have been lost long ago. I have always comforted her when she was sick please love her more now. She has a lot going on with the baby.

To you Dad, I know you vowed after Hazel to never have another dog. Losing Hazel was the one of the worst days in your life, it took a part of your soul that took you years for you to find. Tomorrow will be a tough day for everyone – do not lose your soul again since you will not have a retriever to find it. Always remember we had 14+ years together – a wonderful 14+ years where my tail did wag. I did leave our ball outside for you, maybe one day you will want to throw it again for another dog. I hope you do because you love all dogs, try to measure this pain against the joy we had together.

Do not worry about me, I am going to find Hazel and together we will wait for you.
We will meet at the place where no shadows fall, I will be by the water- playing.

Love,
Delenn  (Ambassador Delenn of Del-Tone)

***

And this message after:
It is done. Sometimes the right decisions are the hardest ones to make.
Thank you all for the kind words today.

Photo: It is done.   Sometimes the right decisions are the hardest ones to make.  Thank you all for the kind words today.

Happy Father’s Day

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there, and especially to my husband!

What a Dad

What a Dad!

The celebration started Saturday with a sampling of recipes from The Paleo Kitchen.
Fluffy Blueberry Pancakes and Lemon Raspberry Swirl Muffins were both outstanding -
as is everything George Bryant dreams up!

Sunday morning we had pastured eggs and bacon with tea – one of his favorite breakfasts.  We gave him his card and gift at breakfast, and he gave ME a card that said:

“Thank You for Giving me Father’s Day.”   Aww!  *sob*  

I spent much of the morning cooking while he played.  Mushrooms & onions, yams for Paleo Dough, roast chicken & carrots, marinating Asian chicken wings  and jerkybeef stock etc.

And after all that food prep, Hubby wanted to go out to eat.  He’d heard of a rotisserie restaurant called Brasa in Minneapolis, which must be as good as the blogs say because there was an hour and fifteen minute wait!  We knew the boy wouldn’t stand for that, so we ventured onward to the French Meadow Cafe.

Fathers Day 2014a

Plenty of gluten-free menu options, including dessert!  And they even have a dedicated fryer!  We got a table outside and enjoyed a beautiful evening. The boys were drinking lemonade.  On a whim, I dared my son to bite the lemon.  I really did not think he would do it, but…

All in good fun.  Happy Father’s Day!

Bare Minerals READY Line No Longer Gluten-Free

READY not GF

Why?!  Why would a company go back to using gluten-containing ingredients after years of proudly not using them?!  I am more than a little annoyed with Bare Minerals right now.

I was a big fan of the READY foundation due to its color, coverage and ease of application.  After a recent visit to the Mall of America location, I came away with a cute little kit containing the foundation, concealer, mineral veil, bronzer and highlighter.  In my excitement, I forgot to read the label at the store.  Big mistake.

When I did read the package at home, I noticed that a few of the products contained tocopherol (code word for gluten-filled wheat-based vitamin E!) and consulted the company’s web site.  The FAQ page revealed that these items were NOT made without wheat, barley or rye derivatives!  I was so mad I could spit!

Needless to say, the item was promptly returned.  I should have taken note of the fact that color codes/names had changed, which could mean reformulation.  It just goes to show, you must ALWAYS read labels and NEVER take anything for granted when it comes to food/product safety!

So now what will I do?

Turns out I am also a big fan of both Primal Life Organics and Tarte products.  Both are gluten-free and perform well.  I now alternate between the two, depending on my mood.

Friday the 13th AND a Full Moon?!

Oy.  Sounds like quite the combo, huh?

Full Moon 06-13-2014  from Woodbury, MN

Full Moon 06-13-2014 from Woodbury, MN

Actually, other than a race-around-the-house black wildcat, and a silly run-around-like-a-puppy black lab it was a pretty normal day!

For me, anyway.

My son had lots of excitement in the evening when Dad taught him to shoot a gun for the very first time.  Hubby has been a trapshooter (like his father) since high school, so this was a BIG deal.  So on this auspicious day, the two of them headed out to the Horse & Hunt Club with much anticipation, only to discover it was CLOSED.

Oh, the horror!

A little online research then revealed another facility less than 20 minutes away, so off they went.  The boy took to it like a champ, not even flinching at the kickback.  He was so proud to show me his very first shell when he got home, smiling ear-to-ear.  One can see why trapshooting is such a rapidly growing sport in high schools.

Alex Shooting Glasses

Safety is the #1 priority!!

So I wonder, will they both be doing this 35 years from now when the next Friday the 13th Full Moon comes along?  Betcha the answer is “YES!”

Hobbit Hole (Nature Play)

Arb Hobbit Hole

This willow structure reminds me of a Hobbit Hole

School is finally out!  Time to enjoy the beautiful weather – outside!

Alex and I ventured out to the Arboretum to see the Butterfly Exhibit and search for Father’s Day (gifts) at the gift shop.  The butterflies were very friendly and landed on us, but would not stand for having their pictures taken!  (Hence, no photos of butterflies on our heads, hands and shoulders.)

One of Alex’s favorite things at the Arboretum is the Nature Play area under a huge shade tree.  Complete with tunnels, forts, pinecone doll house and even a “kitchen sink”, it definitely sparks the imagination!

Arb 002

Nature Play Area at the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum – Chanhassen, MN

Arb 003

Arb 006

King of the Forest

Arb 007

Bear Den?

What a great place for kids to get some sun, fresh air, and re-energize.
More playgrounds should look like this!

I met Sir Kensington…and Fell in Love

I recently discovered Sir Kensington’s condiments at our local Sur la Table in Edina.

Wow!

This is some good stuff – in more ways than one!  The ketchups, mustards, and mayonnaises are about as close to Paleo as you can get, short of making them yourself.
Quality ingredients, non-GMO and gluten-free!  And VERY tasty!  Check them out:

The Originals:

 

And the Newcomers:

SK mustards

I think it’s time to fire up the grill!  :d