tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943409353450564818.post3597393257089571764..comments2023-08-20T06:58:37.168-05:00Comments on Trail Blazing After 40: Nevada: A Photographic FlashbackDaktarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08291715601733518982noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943409353450564818.post-48441837086070822372008-12-07T13:26:00.000-06:002008-12-07T13:26:00.000-06:00Sorry dear. Wish there was something I could do, ...Sorry dear. Wish there was something I could do, but time is the only thing that can help you right now. One breath at a time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943409353450564818.post-10171364693112625582008-12-07T13:51:00.000-06:002008-12-07T13:51:00.000-06:00Oh, we're doing okay up here. Just have bouts of ...Oh, we're doing okay up here. Just have bouts of sorrow. It comes and goes. Funny, but what I miss most is her soft ears. Jake's ears are fat and stiff, but Nevada's were so soft and delicate.<br><br>Odd thing to miss, isn't it?<br><br>We're trying to figure out a new routine. Jake seems to spend an inordinate amount of time sleeping. I never noticed he did that before. He's a loner and notAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943409353450564818.post-80538874149891908182008-12-08T18:10:00.000-06:002008-12-08T18:10:00.000-06:00My sincerest condolences. My first and only dog p...My sincerest condolences. My first and only dog passed away last year. Of course you miss her soft ears -- what a tangible sensation of memory!<br><br>I am at a loss at what to say. But my best wishes to you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com