Thursday, January 3, 2013

The Last Day of 2012 was a tough one

Some days are more memorable than others for a variety of reasons. New Year's Eve is one that stands out for many. This one stands out for me and will be remembered as one of the toughest days of the year. Today I said goodbye to a dear friend.

Fritz in 2007
Fritz came to live across the street when Aunt Louise moved in with Mom. She, Fritz and Sugar (a cat) had been living in Fort Worth until 2005, the year Aunt Helen passed. The year brought many changes for his owner, Louise, and for her younger sister, my Mom, who was about to retire at 80 years of age. Her retirement party at the school had already been  scheduled for the day after we lost Helen at 94. It was a bittersweet day.

Fritz was welcomed into the family by his step-brother Max, a 10 pound Dachshund, an only child prior to that. For the first time in his life, Fritz enjoyed the pleasures of having a fenced yard rather than being restricted to the leash. He discovered the pleasure of chasing squirrels, armadillos and even skunks that happened into his new rural setting. The neighbor's cat became a manner of getting exercise, running down the ramp to chase the trespasser off the porch. What a joy that was!


Fritz in March 2012
Fritz was adopted from an animal shelter in 1999, so his exact heritage is unknown, but from the looks of him, his ancestry included both the noble beagle and Bassett hound.

He transformed over the years from a frightened, abused cast-off who barked in fear at visitors, into a loving and joyous bundle of doggie kisses; a playful dog who lit up when his Uncle Jim would visit. He learned the source of much ear scratching and belly rubbing emanated from the man he once feared.


We will remember him, as we do our own, who have crossed over in the many years that have passed: with love and affection and a natural sense of loss balanced precariously at the moment by the memories of the joy he once brought to us all. He will be missed most by the human he knew as his Mom for 14 short years, Miss Louise Trapp, age 92.

RIP Fritz Trapp
April 21, 1998 - December 31, 2012

8 comments:

  1. This is so sad. But it does note what a full heart you have for those that become family. Sending warm thoughts that your heart recovers soon fron one of lifes great tragedies.

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    1. Hello Mike. Thank you for the warm thoughts and for the kind view on this blog entry. I knew that day would come and dreaded its arrival and the natural aftermath. Louise's faith is strong and she told him she would see him soon and asked God to take care of him. It was very sad. So hard for all involved. Thank you so much for your heartfelt kindness. I'll pass it along to the family.

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    2. Dear Peggy, Please hug Aunt Louise for me...Fritz looks beautiful and loved in this picture. I know he waits to joyfully reunite with y'all.
      Love you very much, Maria

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    3. Thank you Maria. I will give Aunt Louise a great big hug from her niece up north. She is a trooper and doing better than expected. Her faith is strong and she knows she will join him one day.
      Love you
      Peg

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  2. Hi Peggy. I am so sorry to hear about the loss of your beloved Fritz. It is so hard to loose a pet. I am glad to hear that your Aunt Louise is taking it so well and that she is doing better. I'm glad I found your blog here! I plan to keep in touch. Take care! :)

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    1. Hello Sheila. Thank you for your sweet words about Fritz. He was a great dog and so adorable the way he followed Louise around under her chair. I appreciate your visit today and hope you will like the widget I placed on the sidebar!
      All the best,
      Peg

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  3. I'm so sorry Peg. Having a hard time leaving a comment.

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  4. Hi there Jean. The comment came through once I approved it. I find it hard to comment on blogger too. So delighted that you found me out here and took time to write. I look forward to reading more of your work.
    Peg

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