When I started this blog, I decided on the name “Cindy’s Siesta” aware of the double meaning intrinsic in that title.
The primary meaning was the fact that I am a Siesta (Disciple of Jesus/student of Beth Moore), and I have a convenant relationship with Cindy as her owner. Therefore, i.e., ergo, the writer of this blog is the Siesta that belongs to Cindy. Or, in my Johannine voice – “The Siesta that Cindy loves.” 🙂
In addition, I realized the application of the other meaning of the word siesta. Since Cindy was 16 at the time, I knew that there would be a day in the not-too-distant future when she would “fall asleep.” The final nap that doesn’t end. That excruciating day came just over 4 months ago.
Recently, I have been dealing with Cindy and AJ’s “estates.” I gave away most of Cindy’s meds, stored a few of her things I might use again someday, and donated AJ’s things to the local Humane Association. Then I started sorting through pictures.
I had a 50% off coupon for a canvas print, so I wanted to make a collage of Cindy pictures. *FYI – 700 pictures is WAY too many options for an overanalyzer. And of course the process itself was inherently difficult. Looking through pictures brought back happy memories that swirled around in my heart with the pain of missing her. Many times I just had to set it down and try again another day. <Insert 2 months, 3 boxes of tissues, and many hours here>
Finally, it was done:
This collage portrays an overview of Cindy’s life. From puppy to old dog, all her favorite things. The four close-up pics in the center show her age progression. The action shots around the outside are as follows:
Starting from top left and moving clockwise-
- Watching (and in younger years chasing/barking at) any and all other creatures
- Napping. Here she is resting against Bobo, her stuffed tiger she used to play with
- Running. She could run like the wind when she was young. I love this shot
- Making doggie snow angels.
- Swimming. Of course, being a retriever mix, she loved the water.
- With AJ, her housemate for 14 years. While Cindy usually ignored him, they used to play sometimes.
- Eating ice cream. Too cute.
- As a puppy, she would curl up in the funniest places.
- This picture was right after a bath, when she was so clean and soft.
- Laying in the grass in the sunshine.
- In this full-body shot she is barking. For the first 14 years, she was a very vocal dog.
- Playing in the leaves. I love this shot because it shows her incredibly sleek coat she had when she was young.
I cannot wait to see the canvas print of this collage. Cindy was the best dog ever. I miss her so much every day. I am so thankful that when she was around 11 years old, I realized my time with her was limited, and decided to never walk by her again without patting, kissing, or at least talking to her. I think it annoyed her a little at first, but I am so glad I did. I loved loving on her.
Now, my sweet Cindy has taken her final siesta. I love her so much. I am so thankful for Cindy, her compainionship, and all the great times we had in our 16 1/2 years together. I miss you, Baby Girl. ♥♥♥