I was just going through some papers and found this poem. It was posted on a blog. Someone had recently lost their dog. The author is unknown....the words are beautiful. I can't read it without tears.
If it should be...
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
and pain should keep me from my sleep,
then you must do what must be done,
for we know this last battle can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
but don't let grief then stay your hand,
for this day, more than the rest,
your love and friendship must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years,
what is to come can hold no fears.
Would you want me to suffer? So,
when the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
only stay with me until the end,
and hold me firm and speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see.
It is a kindness that you do to me,
although my tail it's last has waved,
from pain and suffering I haven been saved.
Do not grieve, it should be you,
who must decide this thing to do.
We've been so close, we two these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
Now I am giving my little toy poodle, Midnight, an extra big hug!
These beautiful cookies were made by Jinnee Parr and her daughter Emily. They live near Amarillo, Texas. 
The Heritage House is located in Little River, a couple of miles from the beautiful town of Mendocino, California. My late husband and I spent and couple of days here on our honeymoon in 1981. Reservations were hard to come by. The movie Same Time Next Year was filmed here a year earlier in 1980. I believe our cottage was named "Meadowwood" which was next to the "Same Time Next Year" cottage. These cottage were located at the bottom end of the property at the edge of the cliff. The view was breathtaking. I remember seeing a really cool lighthouse off in the distance. Men had to wear a jacket to dinner in the formal dining room. I remember a very romantic fireplace in the bar area. I haven't been back since and become very nostalgic when I watch the movie.
My family had a Sunday morning routine when I was young. We attended church in Santa Monica then drove down Ocean Avenue to the Santa Monica Pier. Back then you could drive your car down to the end of the pier and turn around. Then it was lunch at places like Callahan's, Pickle Bill's, NuWay Chili Dogs or The Apple Pan. I loved the Apple Pan. It is located on Pico right across the street from the Westside Pavillion Shopping Center. Back in the 1950s there was a child's amusement park across the street that had a little roller coaster and Ferris wheel.
