N's Bold Gust

There is another sweet greyhound running free at the bridge...

Gus was diagnosed with Osteo on Tuesday and they let him go this afternoon.

Run free, sweet boy...Ill never forget your smile!

N's Bold Gust

9/4/2000 - 10/19/2008

:'(

My rock

Early Friday morning, I lost one of the most important people in my life.  For 25 years she was there - she was my grandma, my friend, my confidant and my rock.

Kathleen Marie Carvill

2/2/1937-10/10/2008

What shall I say about the Irish?

The utterly impractical, never predictable,

Sometimes irascible, quite inexplicable, Irish.

Strange blend of shyness, pride and conceit,

And stubborn refusal to bow in defeat.

She's spoiling and ready to argue and fight,

Yet the smile of a child fills her soul with delight.

Her eyes are the quickest to well up with tears,

Yet her strength is the strongest to banish your fears.

Her hate is as fierce as her devotion is grand,

And there is no middle ground on which she will stand.

She's wild and she's gentle, she's good and she's bad.

She's proud and she's humble, she's happy and she's sad.

She's in love with the ocean, the earth and the skies,

She's enamoured with beauty wherever it lies.

She's victor and victim, a star and a clod,

But mostly she's Irish - in love with her God.