Sunday, December 27, 2015

All Good Dogs Go To Heaven

Barrywhite at 13 years
Barrywhite at 6 months

One of my  best friends ever left this earth yesterday after a very full and wonderful life.  He will be missed by all who knew him. Barrywhite came to us right before we left on our honeymoon almost 14 years ago.  He was was on the lam from a recent neutering and happy go lucky as can be.  When we came home 10 days later we found he  had temporarily gone down to the neighbors to hang and then came back to our house.  I was so in love with that big hunk of black dog.  My main dog at the time Sally was crazy about him because she could boss him around and he adored her. He stayed just long enough to get vaccinated and groomed and then someone pulled up one day and he jumped in their truck and they drove away.  A year later he was back and ready to be finally mine.(and Sally's)

He had a lot of quirks.  A sense of humor and deceptively sneaky he could be.  He loved to play tricks on me and he loved to be chased by little dogs.  His best friend after Sally passed on was a cat named Marco Polo that lived down the street who later came to live down here as well.  He had a girlfriend named Inga that lives up the road and she was about his age and they made a good pair patrolling the neighborhood every morning when I would let him out checking out things to make sure all was well.

I miss his noisy panting and the clicking of his nails on the tile at night or in the morning as a wakeup call.  I miss his always cheerful disposition that he displayed every day of his life.  I even miss stumbling over him in the dark when I get up and roam the house at night.  The cats miss him, my husband misses him and his Aunt Karen and her family will miss him as well I am sure as he was down there every morning for his treat and helped keep her menagerie in order(or so he thought).

The unconditional love of a dog is unlike any other.  A precious gift with no judgement or agenda.  I have been so fortunate to have the love of several great dogs in my life, but I truly think Barry's love was the biggest of all. He was big and black and beautiful with a very, very deep voice and the sweetest dog I have ever known. Safe journey my precious boy.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Been Far Too Long...

I am a slacker, I have to admit it.  You just have to make a commitment to blog.  It seems that there are so many things to do in the world that making time for even more time on the computer can be a difficult task.  Same way with weaving you just have to make the time commitment and it will come. 

I have been very fortunate this year. I was very happy to be in a one day demo with my local weaving guild, The Northwest Arkansas Handweaver's Guild, at Crystal Bridges Museum of American Art museum store on November 1st, 2014.  As a result of that demo I am now selling my work in the museum store.  I am honored to be part of their Regional Artisans Program.

The year ahead promises to be a very busy and productive one. I can't wait to get back to the rhythm of busy life.  Let the snow melt and the Spring begin.