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Little One’s Adventures // Abandoned

April 8, 2015May 26, 2019 Crystal // Dreams, etc. 1 comment
Little One’s Adventures // Abandoned

Hello, everyone! Little One on the blog today! What’s shakin’?

Let me tell you a little story. A little over a week ago I had trouble sleeping one night. My writer was moving around the room, filling a small bag with stuff. I didn’t think much of it; it was tiny bag. Sometimes she leaves the house for a few days, but she always takes me with her. But the next day, she unpacked the teeny bag and put everything in a huge bag! I ran around, trying to thwart her attempts to pack a big bag and leave the house without taking me with, but my attempts were in vain. And do you think she left a Little One-sized spot in it?

(This is the last picture she took of me before she left. Look how blurry it is! If she had been eaten by a bear while she was gone, this would have been the final picture she took of me.)

I’m sure you already guessed it! There was no Little One-sized spot in her bag, even though I’m not that big. I was left behind. Abandoned.

At least I had my grand-writers to curl up by and receive tummy rubs from, right?

That was the idea, at least. But they didn’t have any time for me! I spent all my time curled up in my crate, dreaming of the belly rubs I could be receiving. I mean, sure, they spent some time with me, but was it enough? Not at all!

(Let’s be honest, though. Do humans ever spend enough time with the dogs in their lives? Nope! It’s not even like we’re asking for that much. I mean, seriously, is 24/7 attention too much to ask for? I think not!)

And if being abandoned by my writer and unloved by my grand-writers wasn’t enough, my BFF-who-doesn’t-it-know-it-yet was here. As usual, he glared and growled at me. From across the room. As I was trying to sulk.

Do I even have to tell you how happy I was when I my writer returned?

Until next time, you can find me practicing my devastated puppy-eye look so that my writer doesn’t ever leave me again!

Keep those tails waggin’!

Little One

// Check out my most recent posts: A Near Dog Napping and I Heart Snow.

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  1. The Flynnigans says:
    April 8, 2015 at 9:07 pm

    Loved the writing from her perspective.

    There will never be enough hours or years that would be enough time spent with our beloved animals, am I right?

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I'm Crystal, the storyteller behind Dreams, etc. I'm all about learning how to live slowly & sustainably, while also seeking adventure as we follow our dreams, etc.

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But that’s what everyone says, isn’t it? Reach out to those you love. Tell them you love them. Don’t let a lot of time pass.

We all know that. We think about it sometimes. We hear about it when others are in crisis. We’re thankful that we aren’t the ones in crisis and we can remember this lesson through someone else.

But eventually we get caught up in life. Our daily “I love you’s” are reserved for those we live with and sometimes we forget to text someone back… or it takes a few days to do so.

This week as I wondered why we don’t remember this more often I realized it’s probably a good thing. It’s a good thing that we can live life without worrying that tragedy is right around the corner. That would be an exhausting way to live.

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