a journal of my days,,

Wednesday, 12 September 2018

this man of mine,

It’s Autumn, there’s snowing falling north of us.
Everyday the leaves have taken on a touch more gold or red, soon our days will be golden.


I miss my dog as much today as I did on that dreadful day he left this earth but Fall was a wonderful time for us with our boy Buck, such a good dog he was , he did the canine family proud he did , our boy Buck.
I painted this of him digging clams on the shore in front of our house,  he was my constant companion, he truly believed it was his mission on this earth to keep me safe.
When people approached us on our walks  this little warrior placed himself between myself and the other person and even a meeting with well meaning friends would be shunted by a small bark telling them to back up,  we have no idea why he acted in this way but it began after my accident.
He trotted down our woodland road with his head and tail held high, 20 pounds of golden fluff and bone, a strong willed terrier that believed he was a 100 pound Rottweiler,  of this I am certain.

After my head injury I had my own fate in my hands and took measures to enable my life to run as it always had , I counted my steps , up our driveway,  65 steps,  to the mailbox, 350, so on and so on.
 Counting steps, the neighbors dogs that came up to greet us,  the opening of the forest along the road changed the light and sound of air around me, all were markers of my way, 
I didn’t have as much vision loss then as I now have but I was training myself in my own clumsy odd ways to keep in control.
And of course I had my dog Buck,
All I had to say was ,, let’s go home Buck and he would never fail me, he always brought us home. 
Who do I now have for a constant companion you may ask.?
I have a  handsome silver haired man with a serious exterior covering a marshmallow heart who on this fine September day is on the phone arguing with Sirius radio, to have our bill reduced, a practise he well and truly loves.
Nothing he loves more than a challenge and since his retirement he will spend hours looking for the best deal and bless the poor soul  who answers his call at what ever business it is on any particular day, 
 he will grill them within an inch of their life, with the most serious intimidating voice that our Gracie calls papa bear voice, he never backs down , he never becomes angry, never raises his voice but from the moment the transaction begins the person knows they have already lost any battle that may ensue.
After a battle of back and forth and sometimes many many  minutes later the poor worker on the other end of the phone will accept defeat, succumb to my husbands demands and the battle is over.

Gently this man of mine hangs the phone up all the while a sly smile is the only revealing sign of  his true joy satisfaction.
It makes his day!
This man of mine!,,
Please over look mistakes in this post, what a challenge this iPad is.
I guess at most things, my words are misunderstood by the tiny being responsible for converting voice to print, I ramble and I  do go on, for this I apoligize,


30 comments:

Valerie-Jael said...

Wonderful memories of your dear dog Buck. I still miss my Scruffy, too, I think we never forget our canine companions. Sounds like you have a great hubby, too, that's fantastic. Hugs, Valerie

Christine said...

It is wonderful that you can go from voice to print like this, please make as many mistakes as you want. We have to deal with autocorrect. Good for hubby on getting the best deal, it is not easy. Thanks for sharing lovely memories of Buck.

krishna said...

Oh Dear! A biiiiig hug for you.. XOXO

Elephant's Child said...

Never apologise.
I love your posts.
That is a beautiful painting of your protector.

Lowcarb team member said...

I enjoyed your post and the wonderful memories of your dog Buck that you've shared.
I think your husband sounds wonderful too … and good for him for sorting things out …

Take care, my good wishes.

All the best Jan

justjill said...

Always lovely to read your memories. And good we both have husbands we love.

Kay said...

Your Buck and your wonderful man are definite blessings, Laurie. I'm amazed at what you can write, limited eye sight and all. I have a little keyboard cover on my iPad which makes writing so much easier for me.

William Kendall said...

Quite a tribute to Buck and your husband.

Adam said...

My dog loved winter, she loved the snow. It would really excite her dormant wolf genes.

TheAwakenedSoul said...

Lovely photo. Your dog sounds so sweet and devoted. One day at a time...

Debra She Who Seeks said...

My Rare One loves to get good deals just like Gary and will deal with people on the phone for hours. They sound very similar in that respect!

Kathy said...

I can tell Buck was a wonderful companion. I have never had a dog -- allergies -- but my cats are my companions and I have had cats who looked out for me. I think my current cat, Jack, would scratch the eyes out of anyone who tried to hurt me.

Your hubby is quite a guy. I argued with Sirius too and got a really good rate on my radio. Hope your husband did too. An, "I'm sorry, I just can't afford this on Social Security so I have to cancel," did wonders.

Merlesworld said...

If you can't have your favourite dog back I guess a good man is the next best thing yours sounds pretty good.
Merle...........

Catalyst said...

Cat man that I am, I love reading stories of good dogs like Buck. I'm sure you miss him greatly, Laurie. And that is truly a wonderful painting of him. By the way, our family is just reversed from yours. SWMBO argues for the "best deals" while I am wont to just pay whatever "they" ask.

NanaDiana said...

I FINALLY have internet and I am just thrilled to see a post from you today. I can just picture your 'boy' keeping you safe and guarding you from what he perceived as threats. That is a wonderful painting of him...you did him proud.

My husband likes to "bargain" with the person on the other end of the line, too. He got our Serius radio reduced by half...lol...and just bamboozled the internet into 'cable' tv with some sort of deal that they said they hadn't offered in years. lol yep-whatever makes a person happy, I guess.

I still miss my Misty, too. She's been gone for 8 years this month and it seems like it was yesterday.

I hope you have a wonderful weekend, Laurie! You keep writing- we don't care a whit about mistakes or whatever word you meant that the computer didn't understand. We know your heart and thus, you. xo Diana

Prims By The Water said...

I had a dog like your Buck. He was my protector and was a white malamute with black eyes. He was the best dog! Your hubby must be very very persuasive...I tink I need him to call some folks for me. :-) Janice

Terri D said...

What a great friend and companion your Buck was. A blessing and now memories full of those blessings. Your man has picked up the slack, it seems! Another blessing! Beautiful post.

Magic Love Crow said...

Never apologize! I love your posts!! Bless your boy Buck and bless your handsome silver haired man!!! Big Hugs Laurie!!

BCAUSEHELIVES.blogspot.com said...

Love the painting of your Buck and I know you miss him greatly. Sounds like your hubby is there and takes up the slack when needed. Never give a mistake a second thought...we all make them and I never notice. Hope you have a nice weekend coming up.

only slightly confused said...

You are selling yourself 'short'. There is no rambling and no mistakes.....a wonderful post that held my attention from beginning to end. And by the way, congrats on your silver haired negotiator. He's a keeper.

Victor S E Moubarak said...

What a lovely post. Thank you. Fond memories of your dog, Buck. Love the painting. Best wishes to you and your husband.

God bless.

Lorrie said...

A wonderful post! What loving memories you have of your Buck! I almost laughed out loud at your description of your silver-haired man who angles for the best deal, for I have someone similar, and can picture the scene perfectly.

Susie said...

Laurie, I feel your words paint as good a picture as your paints and brushes. I love how you described your dog and also your hero husband. :):) Blessings to all of you, xoxo, Susie

Regine Karpel said...

😀❤️

Chatty Crone said...

I loved it and it is great that you loved Duke so much - we love our Disco and when he dies part of us will die with him. Your husband is sweet too. sandie

Jeanie said...

A serious exterior and a marshmallow heart. I love that more than I can say.

You will miss Buck forever but oh, what a wonderful dog, he sounds. We are lucky indeed to know that love, even if it's just for a short while.

Snow? NO!

Diana Studer said...

Voice to print is a gift from you to us. Well done!

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

I enjoyed reading about your friend, Buck, and know that he is missed every day. And, I thoroughly enjoyed your recounting of your husband being on the phone with Sirius radio. I go through a similar dance every spring, when the rate goes up and I call to get a better deal or a lower rate. This [past spring I got a better rate with more channels, most of which we will never listen to...go figure. Still it's part of the challenge.

Holly said...

I have a terrier mix I rescued named Rico, after a year he finally has softened up. A bear voice and marshmellow heart sound like awesome husband qualities!

Rain said...

Hi Laurie :) Alex is just like your hubbie...he will ALWAYS get a good deal and he's the one who takes care of all customer service stuff, which I love because I hate it!! Oh Buck...they are always in our hearts aren't they? xx