This was taken in 2010, back when my mom, the dogs and I lived in a townhouse before buying the house she lives in now. This is one of my favorite pictures of Dusty (may he rest in peace).
I’ve been sorely missing Phoenix these last few weeks — and especially these last few days. When I came across this picture of her today and saw the date it was taken, I knew I had a prime candidate for another installment of Today in Jo History.
This was taken in 2012 — during the several months I lived with my mom before I moved in with Bob. My favorite thing about living with my mom was that it meant living with Phoenix. She’s my baby-girl, and we’re just like this *crosses fingers*. She would sleep with me every night, and loved to burrow under the covers and snuggle with my legs.
When I was six years old, my parents got me a puppy. Despite the many years since that day, I remember it well. My parents shuffling me outside at my grandparents house because they had something they wanted to show me. What I found was a cute little Yorkshire Terrier with floppy ears. We named him Dusty — formally Dustin Alexander Wilson — and he became my best friend in the whole world. My mom later told me that she had always been a little jealous of the bond that Dusty and I had, and when I was fourteen we welcomed another cutie to our family.After being part of our family for thirteen years, we said goodbye to Xander today. I guess I have decided the best way to deal with my loss is to write about it.