New Years---Again

So here it is, another new year.  I remember being a kid and thinking what a big deal it was.  Lots of people still do.  My family had a big new years eve party and stayed up to watch the "ball drop."  I was really not into it.  Shortly after midnight I was ready to go to bed. 

I'd had a really good week on my Voodoo Lounge tour of the great south. Visited with all my relatives but I was kind of ready to come home to my bed and my shower. I was nudged awake at 6 AM on the first by my husband to tell me that my little dog, Oso had gotten away from our son that was looking after him in Texas and been run over by a car. After my first initial half hour of shrieking and crying, I managed to get my stuff packed up and we headed west.  It was a really sour note to leave on.  I've been kind of weepy and sniffy since I got back.

He was a black Pomeranian.  Really hard to photograph.  He was neurotic but I loved him so much and he will be greatly missed.  I bought him from a high school aged girl who carried him around in a purse about five years ago.  I liberated him from the purse but he was always somewhat agoraphobic.  Its hard to say how I'm really feeling. So instead I'll just say, "Goodbye baby, I'll miss you."