Mango Momma here, taking over the blog for some thank you's and a bit of a confession.
First the thank you's.
Shortly after Mango died, I received a package from Benson and Ping. I admit that at the time, I opened it and stuffed it right back into the envelope with barely a glance. The loss of Mango was still so fresh. I sobbed all the way into work.
I wanted to wait until I had purchased a frame, but that hasn't happened, so I'll show it to you now.
Yeah, that's my Bubba.
I recently received a photo memory book from Stella and Rory.
They chose some wonderful pictures to include, many of which brought tears to my eyes.
And Khyra and Kira sent me a beautiful hand made box with tiny little Mango and Dexter snuggling on top (I am going to put Mango's dog tags in it once I get around to removing them from his collar).
These gifts, along with the sympathy cards, emails, and good thoughts on Mango's blog mean the world to me. They remind me of what a wonderful thing DWBs is, how much it has changed my life over the years and, of course, how special Mango was.
Which brings me to the confession.
Who knew that penning posts for Dexter would prove such a challenge? Let's face it, Mango was an easy dog when it came to providing entertaining material for his blog. Big, clumsy, dim, goofy, how could his blog have been anything other than fun?
Ah, but Dexter. Such a nice, normal dog. So well behaved, so accepting, so clever. What a gift he is to me and what a challenge when it comes time to write posts.
I fear the blog has become, well, mundane. I am not quitting, but I am struggling. The temptation to apply Mango voice to Dex is, at times, overwhelming. I mean, WTF, am I right? It is like totally easy to get my mentals around going all freak-a-zoid cracker dog because (gasp) the COUCH MOVED TWO INCHES! Seriously? Hello?
And what of the Pea? Shall he have a doggie pal? Not now. I am determined to apply myself to helping him be all the dog he can be. That means getting more serious about training and funballs. It's easy to ignore him. He doesn't DEMAND anything, but always waits patiently to see if I will play with him. He's never shown any sign of missing Mango. Quite the opposite. He loves being able to wrestle and play with toys without any big bully dogs knocking him out of the way. He is enjoying significantly longer and more frequent walkies. He is sleeping better (as am I).
I appreciate my loyal fans that have continued to follow the Wonder Dog blog. Hang in there. My wee little brain will click at some point and Dexter will emerge as an engaging, funny, "I can't wait to read the next post" kind of guy.
Until then, here's a video from the archives for your viewing pleasure.
Mango Momma! Oh yeah!