I have been missing from Channelling Dolly for a few months. Ironically the last post up was entitled “Find Joy Where You Are”. Then all hell broke loose. One of the most important things in my world was tragically lost and honestly finding joy anywhere since my precious Barkley first got sick in August has been extremely difficult. October 10th was the last day I was able to kiss his pretty face and it has taken me to now to muster up the strength to tell our story and the most important lessons in life I learned from my 12-pound pup. As hard as it is to write this our love story of a puppy, mama and papa deserve it. Though it is not the usual happy, sparkly content I enjoy here on Channelling Dolly it is life. And sometimes the sparkly times fade.
My husband and I never had children, well a human one that is. We were married for five years and then in 2004 Barkley came into our lives. I had been dealing with some medical issues and had become very depressed while switching doctors trying to find a correct diagnoses for an entire year. At this point I convinced my husband Gabriel that a fur child was the one thing that would help me. And boy did it help! On August 8, 2004 after searching pet adoption agencies for two days I saw the most spectacular ears I have ever seen peeking out of a cage at the SPCA in Houston. At that moment we knew our family was complete. Barkley would be our child.