Thursday, November 6, 2008

Missing That

Even though I grew up primarily in Massachusetts and Orange County California, I will admit that I have grown to like a little country music. Over the last year, I would sometimes hear a song by Trace Adkins called "You're Going to Miss This".....

You're going to miss this.
You're going to want this back.
You're going to wish these days hadn't gone by so fast.
These were some good times.
So take a good look around,
You may not know it now,
But you're going to miss this.

I would usually hear the song while driving the van with Travis and Katie safely tucked into their crates behind me. I would catch myself getting a little teary eyed knowing that they were not getting any younger. I was so thankful for the fun times and was so blessed to be spoiled with not just one fantastic greyhound, but two. As I would sing along, I would agree that I would definitely miss this.
It dawned on me recently that all three girls are pretty independent and they do not follow me around the house unless we are getting ready to go somewhere. Each has a favorite resting spot and are not likely to leave it once settled in for the evening. I like this about them. I like being able to go to the bathroom alone or to grab something from the kitchen without an escort.

On the other hand, Travis' favorite resting spot was always near me. He was quiet and stealth about it. In fact, I did not really take notice of this trait until Stephen pointed it out and gave Travis the nickname "Nancy". I think Travis' trailing intensified over the years and I became less fond of the constant attention. But now when I work in our home office.... I am often alone. There is no one resting behind me and I realize now that it is one of the little things I miss.... among many other things.

11 comments:

BrittBeah said...

I should loan you Dan for a while :) I am never without him in the house but he is rarely in the way. I never notice when he has followed me into a room (very ninja like) until I turn and look and he is neatly tucked away near by just watching me. He is my constant companion, even when the pack have all retired to their favorite spots, he is happy to be with me. I can't imagine the emptiness to be without it :( I think they say time heals all wounds... I think the bigger ones take a lot of time. I'm sending happy thoughts your way.

KF-in-Georgia said...

Sam doesn't follow me to the kitchen or bathroom every time. But if I'm out of his sight for three minutes, he has to find me and he'll stay where he can see me. He's the one that wants to sleep next to me--on the sofa or in my bed.

Jacey doesn't cling to me and is quite happy to go upstairs and get in bed while Sam and I are downstairs. But she'll race down the stairs and skid to a halt at my heels in the kitchen.

So Sam's my cuddle-baby, but not too clingy. Jacey's the cling-to-my-side dog, but only if there's food in the deal.

And I look at Sam's white face, figure his increasing age (only 8 and a half, but that's a few months older than Pebbles), watch him slowing down, read your missing-Travis posts, and fret.

Sorry you're missing that special boy.

Addie said...

Jen, I can really relate to this, and I've got to admit reading this made me tear up over the special boy I lost this summer. We just never have them long enough, and there are so many little things to miss. I'm sorry you're missing Travis.

Addie

Zan said...

Jen, I must admit that this post brought back that lump in my heart. Speedy was like that, always nearby, but rarely in the way. I guess I'll be missing a lot of things about both my recently departed hounds for a long time.

The memories will always be special, but it's not really the same is it?

Never Say Never Greyhounds said...

Happy Friday, Everyone! Maybe I should have saved this post for a Monday :-).

Jen

KF-in-Georgia said...

No, Jen, don't save it for Monday. We don't need to start the week all weepy. :) Sientay can tell you that crying-Mondays are worse than crying-Fridays.

Sientay L said...

There's no good day for the missing memories,but I agree with Kathy that a Friday would be preferable over a Monday. You don't want to start out week all sobby and such.
Every time I look at a picture of Travis, I just want to pinch his cheeks. He's so darn cute.

Never Say Never Greyhounds said...

Omigod, Sientay, I want to pinch those cheeks so bad!

Everyone, be happy. I don't mean to make you sad. I am not sad anymore. I try to be appreciative of the past, present, and the future. If the loss doesn't hurt, there probably was not a lot of joy. And without the losses, there would be no Reagan or Riley dogs in the future.

Jen

KF-in-Georgia said...

Don't worry about posting. Your memories about Travis--and the way you miss him--make all of us remember the ones we've lost and appreciate even more the ones we've still got.

(Poor Sam has no idea why he gets hugged so much when I've been reading greyhound blogs. Fortunately, he just doesn't care. Feed him. Let him sleep on the sofa. Happy, happy boy.)

Bartow Peach said...

JP, I didn't know you liked that song. I really like it too.
L, M

Denise- LessIsMore17 said...

This is a little odd...I swear I did not copy you, but I just posted something similar...Spooky would have been 12 tomorrow...
Country songs really do say it best.