When we first
moved to Virginia ten years ago, Hannah and Emily began a campaign. Kim and I
would find a picture of a Golden Retriever stuck on the bathroom mirror, on the
refrigerator door, sometimes in the refrigerator itself. The hints were not so
subtle.
And then there
were the conversations, the negotiations, the pleas and the begging.
Got to admit, I’m
a sucker. I’m a softy. They had me and they knew it, though I didn’t let them
know. More problematic was that Kim knew, although I falsely proclaimed otherwise.
She knew me too well and so did the kids.
So . . .
We met this lady
in a strip mall parking lot. She dropped off a quiet, gentle Golden Retriever
she or someone had named Baby. We didn’t like the name and settled on Bailey because
it sounded close and we didn’t want to confuse her. Kim and I took one look at
her and thought she might last a week or two. We could count her ribs and, she
was just too quiet. Not normal. No jumping. No real movement from her. She
climbed into the backseat, laid down and was a perfect passenger the entire
trip home.
Once home, she did
more of the same. She camped out in the living room on one of the couches. She
might wander around the house exploring her new digs. And it wasn’t until about
the sixth week that Bailey actually barked. Scared the hell out of me! Probably
all of us. Up until then, we thought she was incapable.
And life went on. For
ten wonderful years, life went on.
Instead of Bailey,
we could have called her Tigger because she had a habit of bouncing up and down
to get our attention. And I don’t know what it was about Hannah, but Bailey
insisted on sitting on her lap. Not laying down, mind you, but actually sitting
prim and proper.
When we got
Stella, another rescue dog like Bailey, Stella came not liking men at all. That
hasn’t changed even after three years. And when Stella would bark at me, Bailey
would insert herself between the two of us as my fearless protector.
Wonderful times. A
wonderful companion. A wonderful addition to our family.
Bailey got sick .
. .
Wouldn’t eat.
Wouldn’t drink much. Struggled moving especially on our tile floor. Stairs and
steps became mostly unmanageable. It hurt us to see her like that.
And in Bailey’s
way, she never complained. At the end, she didn’t want to be anywhere we weren’t.
That was okay with us. More than okay.
Two trips to the
Vet and one to the Animal Hospital . . . Cancer.
An ugly word for
such a beautiful dog, still in many, many ways, a puppy. Our Miss Bailey, as I
liked to call her. A member of our family- now and forever- just as Sherlock
was before her.
The Vet said maybe
two weeks. Nothing we could do for her other than to make her comfortable, if
we could make her comfortable. And inside of two weeks, we’d be faced with the
very same decision we were faced with yesterday afternoon. We knew what should
happen, what needed to happen, but no one wanted to come out and actually make
the decision.
In the end (a
fitting phrase, if not a painful and ugly phrase), we decided as a family that
none of us wanted Bailey to suffer. We didn’t want Bailey to be in any more
pain. She didn’t deserve that. She was too good of a companion, too good of a
friend. Bailey was . . . and is . . . family.
So a shot was
given, a sedative, to put her asleep. Followed by another injection. And Bailey
was no more than a memory, a warm place in my heart, in the hearts of Kim,
Hannah and Emily. Now racing around somewhere with Wil and Sherlock. The three
amigos. Together. No more pain. But lots
of love. Still lots of love. Always lots of love.
With hearts full
of love and wonderful warm memories . . . Bailey.
Live Your Life,
and Make A Difference!
To My Readers:
I have been really
blessed with some wonderful reviews on my new novel, Caught in a Web. Best
Thrillers wrote: “The Bottom Line: This important, nail-biting crime
thriller about MS-13 sets the bar very high. One of the year’s best thrillers.”
You can read the entire review (rather short, but impactful) at https://bestthrillers.com/caught-in-a-web-one-of-the-years-best-conspiracy-thrillers/
Another review,
from Diane Donovan, Senior Reviewer at
The Midwest Book Review wrote: “As the investigators review relationships,
affairs, and threats, they find themselves unraveling an ever-increasing web of
deception as readers are carried into a thrilling underworld of gang violence
and teen involvements which gradually lead to a resolution where characters may
fudge on honesty, but tie up loose ends.
Characters are
many, but are well-drawn; the action offers just the right blend of tension and
intrigue; and detective story enthusiasts will especially relish the level of
emotional inquiry which makes the characters both human and believable.
The result is an
involving detective piece that probes the worlds of teens and gang members with
an equal attention to precise, staccato details that flow smoothly into a story
that creates a satisfying conclusion to all conundrums.” You can read the
entire review, again fairly short, at http://www.midwestbookreview.com/mbw/may_18.htm#donovan
So far on Goodreads, Caught in a Web has received ratings from 78 individuals and has
garnered a 4.33 out of 5. Nice
return for only a few weeks in release.
Caught in a Web is
available in both paperback and Kindle format on Amazon at: https://www.amazon.com/Caught-Web-Joseph-Lewis/dp/1684330246/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1524752314&sr=1-1&keywords=caught+in+a+web+joseph+lewis
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