Don’t you find it incredibly annoying when you see a small animal (like a squirrel or chipmunk) waltz right into a drainage pipe. It just makes the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up! I mean, so what if I bite the pipe into strips trying to get them?
That pipe was too long anyway. Seriously, someone could have tripped and hurt themselves walking though that creek bed! (You know how people can be, walking around without really examining the consequences.)
Sometimes you just have to take matters into your own paws, and help make a change for the better! Anyway, this still isn’t as bad as when I pulled the gutter spouts off the house. (You know how parents can get so picky over these things.) I mean, what’s more important – rodent control or drainage? Really.
You get the picture!
The “Caesar Tree”
We visited the Caesar Tree to see how much it has grown since our last visit. It is doing quite well. It is a Little Gem Magnolia and actually had 2 blooms on it. The first we can remember seeing. We lost our dear sweet Caesar in 2008 and when we could start breathing without crying, we knew we needed to do something to make sure Caesar was never forgotten. So we decided to plant a tree in his memory in one of his favorite spots. We chose the Little Gem Magnolia because it is a beautiful tree and we had wanted to plant one in our own yard, but didn’t get around to doing it.
Shortly after the tree was planted, we made a trip to visit it and make sure it was doing well. At that time we had Rutledge (Caesar’s litter mate), ACE and Gina with us. ACE & Gina were still little puppies. We saw the tree and stopped the car. Dan & I got out briefly by ourselves, with tears in our eyes, went over to the tree and made sure that it was OK and that we could see the little sign with Caesar’s name. Everything was in place and going well. We stood there for a moment and peacefully reflected about our wonderful boy and how much we missed him. With that, we returned to the car and drove a short distance away and got everyone out of the car for a little walk.
We started our usual walk in the regular direction for this area, but Rutledge kept making us go the way he wanted us to go. And since we where quite used to giving Rutledge his way, we all followed dutifully. Before we knew it, we were hell bent on our way back to the Caesar Tree. Once we arrived Rutledge, without having stopped anywhere else along the way, went right up to the Caesar Tree. Smelled it and proceeded to Tinkle right on the tree! When he finished we where astounded. After this action, he simply marched us all back to the car. He was done with our walk and ready to leave, but he wasn’t going to go anywhere without officially visiting the Tree himself! It seemed as if he also needed to make a tribute to his brother.
We lost our dear boy, Rutledge, almost a year ago now. It still breaks our hearts and we miss the both of them so much. Rutledge always did thinks his own way and Caesar LOVED just being Caesar. We know they are having fun together in heaven at the “Rainbow Bridge”.
Can you guess where the Caesar Tree is?
No one has more optimism or glee about seeing the mailman in our neighborhood than ACE. More than 2 years ago now, the very dog centric mailman (now retired) ALWAYS carrier dog biscuits with him and generously distributed them to all the dogs in the hood! And if you where lucky enough be on your walk when he came into view he would gladly stop and dispense special delivery treats to all attentive and anguishly waiting canines. He was a very sweet man and also had serviced in the military. He took special care to make sure he performed his job very well, but also made the extra effort to make a lot of dogs very happy. One time Gina and I came upon the parked mail truck on our walk and startled the mailman as he was sorting some mail and Gina let out a big hello bark, “May I have my cookie, please!” He gladly stopped for a brief moment and gave her her cookie and she laid down in the grass to leisurely have her own little picnic. The transition to mail with no cookies, has been very hard for ACE. As I said earlier, our special mailman hasn’t been in the area to delivery cookies for 2 years, but this does not prevent ACE from being filled with HOPE and every time he sees a mail truck that this time could be the right time. But alas time after time, we try to get our mother as close as possible to the truck and she is constantly saying, “No, No that’s not the mailman with the cookies”, but ACE won’t give up his quest! Everyday he is hopeful again that this could be the day! This will be the day that he gets his cookie and even as the new mailman (still a nice man but no cookies) drives away ACE will linger just a little bit longer just encase the mailman changed his mind or suddenly realized that he forgot to stop for ACE and give him his special delivery cookie!