In which one of our canine/human family passes.
Re-re called me last night after I’d gone to bed, so of course I didn’t answer. She called back a bit later and left me the message that I got late this morning: Miss Dhuma died last night.
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Years and years ago, Dhuma and I cohabitated. Actually, her people at the time, Re-re and her then-BF RP, shared a house with Bread and myself, but that’s secondary. Dhuma and I lived together, so I knew her well, and she was an awesome person. Awesome fur person. Whatever.
Dhuma was not only Stella’s littermate, but one of the many, many dogs that ties a rather large group of very old friends (and lovers, on occasion) together. The canine family lineage goes like this:
Once upon a time, Blount got a dog. A short-haired Golden/Lab mix bitch he named Tigger. [She’s 14 now.] Blount was close with Bread, Re-re, RP, BoS, Truck, and others. Tigger became the foundation bitch for five generations of dogs, many of whom are owned by our friends.
Tigger begat, among others, Ginny [12 yrs] (originally Trucks’ dog, and now living with the Craig-Phillipses) and Kaia [12] (the apple of BoS’s eye, and the One Who Has Been Known to Physically Push Girls Out of BoS’s Bed On Occasion if They Were Sleeping In Her Spot).
Ginny (now known as Jenny) begat, among others, by Bread’s dog Stimpy (deceased), both Stella [10] and Dhuma.
Kaia begat, among others, BoS’s dogs Shiva, Luna, and Buddha, and Prana [5], RP’s current dog.
When Stimpy died, Bread took Stella because she was one of Stimpy’s. Eventually Stella begat, among others, my Shiva, and Thea [5] (who makes her home with Jenny and the Craig-Phillipses).
There are other dogs from these various litters who live with other friends of this extended group of people…The point is that a great number of our family-of-friends’s members have dogs from this line, so it’s more than just a friend losing a pet: we’ve all lost her.
Dhuma was a honey-colored short-hair Golden/Lab mix, a world-class swimmer and fetcher, and a really nice person. Dhuma had a cute pinkish-brownish nose instead of a black one. When she greeted you she’d sing this wonderful keening love song just for you and wiggle a lot and growl and smile, pulling her lips back and ducking her head. I used to say, “Dhum-dhum-dhuma-dhuma-DHUMA!” when I visited her house, and she’d sing at me with her deep voice, and grin at me.
She was obedient (in her own special way), and gentle, and smart, and handsome, and loyal.
I loved that dog. She was the kind of dog who’d give you a happy-to-see-you-dance whether you hadn’t seen her in four hours or four years. And she was a great snuggler.
You’ll be missed, Dhuma.
I’m going to hug Stella and Bindu and Shiva now.
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Love to you, Dhuma’s family, and your critters.
So sad 🙁 I feel like you were a blogging machine this weekend. I’ve spent the morning catching up and am always so gald when you post. You know I love this blog.
And you know this blog loves you! -m
hugs to mush and her family of friends. 🙁
i lost a hamster last week and i was crushed for all of five minutes. or fifteen. actually, i’m still pretty sad.
can only imagine (boring)hamster-to-(much-loved/very-cool-)dog ratio – know that Dhuma will continue to be a part of your group, even though she’s not physically there. i know my little Elvis is. 😉
ohhhhhhhhhhhhh I’m sorry! I know what it feels like to miss a furry person!
Celebrate Duhma and the canine happiness she brought to you all.
*hug*
to dhuma, for the the love she’s given to mush, mush’s family and friends.
hey dude – noticed that your date and time for this post preceded re-re’s. what up wit dat?
She’d called me, so I posted. Didn’t mean to beat her to it… was that bad? -m
i don’t know. i just noticed it and commented. not like i have any authority on telling you what or when to post, but may i humbly suggest that if someone is grieving, might they want to be the first to acknowledge it?
Eh, sure. -m
ouch… I also taught her to show her teeth and get some back in 1996. Love to all…
Big love right back atcha, dear. -m
hey blount…hug that tigger dog for me.
xoxox,
reni
i don’t know any of you really, but dhums was my dog since i was 18. she was the best, sweetest, she had a sense of humor and was a champion guard dog. the pastor from across the street walks his dog a block out of the way to go around our house. she was beautiful and kind and loved me so much. my heart is thoroughly booted out the back of my chest. missing her a lot. picking up the pieces.
i meant i don’t really know any of you that have commented! mush has known me since i was a little peanut!!! blount too.
thanks for the love from all of you.
*hugs* -m