Tiger is gone

This is Tiger on the right, Tia sleeping on top of him. My fav pix of them. We got Tiger first, before Frank and I married. We bought Tia a year later, after we got married.

I believe they're together again now, playing in dog heaven. Surely there is a heaven for dogs, because they bring us so much loyalty and love.

I went to RT for two days, had a great time, came home yesterday. DH had to go to work. Tiger was having breathing problems, then he had other problems.

When DH got home, I told him it was time. The poor dog was uncomfortable, couldn't walk and it was just time.

We took him in today to our great, great vet, a man who loves animals as much as we do. DH and I just sobbed out in the parking lot, holding Tiger for the last time.

This is the worst part of having pets, having to make that dreadful decision, yet knowing it is right for them because you don't want to see them suffer.

Last night I dreamed of Tia, I still miss her so much, even though she's been gone since '06. I dreamed she came to me, happy and wagging her tail like she used to. She looked at me as if to say, "What's wrong?"

I just looked at her, and said, "Are you happy where you are now?"

And she wagged her tail as if to say "Yes."

Maybe all dogs do go to Heaven. But man, it surely sucks when they leave us, even though you know it's for the best.

Right now, I just can't stop crying. I look around and remember Tiger in "his" chair, Tiger hiding under the bed, his favorite spot, Tiger everywhere. :-(

Birthday contest!

Today's my birthday!

Two of the best gifts: After Tuesday's scare with Tiger, he's doing OK. He's a real little fighter.

The second one? I made my goal of losing 15 pounds by my birthday! YAY!

So to celebrate my birthday, because I like giving stuff away, I'm giving away a copy of my first book, THE FALCON AND THE DOVE. It's an historical paranormal set in Egypt.

Here's the blurb:

In the 18th Dynasty of Egypt, there was born a love that can never be broken—that of a young queen and a great warrior. And while the warrior's duty to combat the infidel was strict, and though his beloved was the wife of Pharaoh, the two would be separated only by death. But then only for a time. Elizabeth Summers comes to the dig in 1892. English archaeologists have made huge advances, and Egypt's fantastic history is being laid bare. And while Elizabeth doesn't know whether she is the reincarnation of an ancient queen, she realizes that in the arms of a great sheikh she has found her destiny.

Here's a link to an excerpt and reviews.

All you need to do to enter is just leave a comment. I'll draw the winner one week from today.

Tomorrow I'm off to the Romantic Times convention, bright and early. Driving up there and going to listen to Fergie on the way, blowing all the elderly drivers out of the water as I crank up the volume. Heh!

What I'm wearing to RT next week...

This is my ensemble I bought to wear next week. The flamingo I already had.

Don't worry there will be a matching flamingo shirt as well!

Ok, now I really MUST get to work.