tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post5800196480077987422..comments2024-03-21T11:50:29.630-04:00Comments on Janie Junebug Righting & Editing: THOSE WHO COULD NOT SPEAK: RAYMONDJanie Junebughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-41737870766438702532015-09-07T19:11:15.080-04:002015-09-07T19:11:15.080-04:00Just read this for the first time and wanted to sa...Just read this for the first time and wanted to say bloody marvelous Jo-Anne's Ramblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11418152399382818709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-45404158087539048582013-01-18T14:22:29.661-05:002013-01-18T14:22:29.661-05:00Yep, I could read a whole book of these stories......Yep, I could read a whole book of these stories...this one was so touching! minus the part about the poop, of course.Stephanie Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08117481136259148223noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-53593393135905270432013-01-15T17:34:24.452-05:002013-01-15T17:34:24.452-05:00Thanks, Peaches. It's always good to hear from...Thanks, Peaches. It's always good to hear from you.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-85144314881068772812013-01-15T17:17:31.474-05:002013-01-15T17:17:31.474-05:00Janie, I've not read many of your recent posts...Janie, I've not read many of your recent posts, but I'm glad I read this one: interesting and sad. Keep up the great writing.Peaches Ledwidgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13406881743264774589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-59363032340180143772013-01-15T15:17:40.755-05:002013-01-15T15:17:40.755-05:00Best I can say is we're working on itBest I can say is we're working on itRick Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07703091917685458099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-55878885874429397192013-01-15T14:56:55.811-05:002013-01-15T14:56:55.811-05:00That dog knew he'd found a lover when he came ...That dog knew he'd found a lover when he came across you.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-4466625738098477542013-01-15T14:56:26.949-05:002013-01-15T14:56:26.949-05:00I can understand your fear. Are there any cousins ...I can understand your fear. Are there any cousins or other family members who can be trusted to keep an eye on your youngsters in the future?Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-85382060719597951432013-01-15T14:53:14.943-05:002013-01-15T14:53:14.943-05:00It was a good moment in a long life.It was a good moment in a long life.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-31346031840552342822013-01-15T14:52:53.051-05:002013-01-15T14:52:53.051-05:00That's so sweet, Mrs. T.That's so sweet, Mrs. T.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-26949607368792243092013-01-15T12:52:15.593-05:002013-01-15T12:52:15.593-05:00Ive often wished Drake was not such a brute so I c...Ive often wished Drake was not such a brute so I could take him to the nursing home. When I was very sick one time someone brought their dog in.. He was a mutt and I had such a good time just petting him. He jumped up on the bed with me. I remember they tried to make him get down but I laughed and hugged him. He lay on my feet till it was time to go. There is something special about an animal that just brings joy and health.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-23870927678869441942013-01-15T10:28:17.920-05:002013-01-15T10:28:17.920-05:00That was an awesome (if very sad) story, Janie. I...That was an awesome (if very sad) story, Janie. It's also somewhat frightening for me. As the parent of two autistic children I fear for their future, especially one where they're all alone and have no one. The present, I can handle. It's things like that that keep me awake at night. Rick Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07703091917685458099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-75160386689494889392013-01-15T06:23:58.732-05:002013-01-15T06:23:58.732-05:00Hi Janie .. it's those special moments - how l...Hi Janie .. it's those special moments - how lovely that Raymond got to meet Emma before he left this life with a happy memory ..<br /><br />Thanks for sharing with us ... cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-7656185945840241532013-01-14T22:09:44.344-05:002013-01-14T22:09:44.344-05:00When my mom was near the end, I snuck her medium m...When my mom was near the end, I snuck her medium mutt dog in for a visit. The nurses looked the other way when I took her in. She passed away 3 years ago and I kept the dog. I can never look at Tonka without thinking what love they had for each other. Mrs. Tunahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04547957015150000116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-19885970711896676792013-01-14T20:45:29.127-05:002013-01-14T20:45:29.127-05:00I just wish your sister had gotten her fish sooner...I just wish your sister had gotten her fish sooner.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-91215814704653863732013-01-14T20:34:51.506-05:002013-01-14T20:34:51.506-05:00I hope I die with a dog in my arms.I hope I die with a dog in my arms.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-56901358975240627472013-01-14T20:34:30.002-05:002013-01-14T20:34:30.002-05:00Some dogs just KNOW.Some dogs just KNOW.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-59756740559500540982013-01-14T20:34:10.821-05:002013-01-14T20:34:10.821-05:00You young people are such suckers for a sentimenta...You young people are such suckers for a sentimental story.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-43278515484163021062013-01-14T20:33:45.738-05:002013-01-14T20:33:45.738-05:00One word -- THANKS!One word -- THANKS!Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-85713311880865072052013-01-14T19:01:37.502-05:002013-01-14T19:01:37.502-05:00You know I'm a sucker for a dog story. I reall...You know I'm a sucker for a dog story. I really hope that with my last ounce of strength I'm loving on one of our pack. Great story young one.Bodacious Boomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14541581963810435319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-5566894910059161212013-01-14T18:57:39.613-05:002013-01-14T18:57:39.613-05:00Lucky was my first furchild. A boisterous Bichon ...Lucky was my first furchild. A boisterous Bichon with attitude to match my own. BUT, the moment he walked into a nursing home he would go into "work mode". He walked slowly, directly, and would raise up on the sides of the beds so the bedridden could touch him.<br /><br />As soon as we exited the nursing home doors, he was once again a boisterous handful.lotta joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12742978845913126675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-57791587433174892152013-01-14T18:46:20.145-05:002013-01-14T18:46:20.145-05:00How good of you to work there. My sister had the m...How good of you to work there. My sister had the most severe form of Down's Syndrome and for the last year of her life, the person who looked after her in the home, a very wonderful place, where she lived, tried to get a goldfish for her because she was so fascinated with things that moved like that. My sister finally got approval for a goldfish for her last birthday, she died three months later. This so reminded me of her. Thank you for the good work you did, so many just forget these people, who have so very much to give.Ingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02924736131382149056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-71967833215009084642013-01-14T18:40:11.301-05:002013-01-14T18:40:11.301-05:00Awww, that's so sad/sweet. SniffleAwww, that's so sad/sweet. SniffleGiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10026292498250130247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-78169072429157868792013-01-14T18:23:53.581-05:002013-01-14T18:23:53.581-05:00One word--BEAUTIFUL!!One word--BEAUTIFUL!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-12876265675040224602013-01-14T16:17:17.291-05:002013-01-14T16:17:17.291-05:00Music hath charms to sooth . . . .Music hath charms to sooth . . . .Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4501852053743373610.post-19458812856000330502013-01-14T16:16:30.035-05:002013-01-14T16:16:30.035-05:00As I re-read it, I ended up with a tear or two.As I re-read it, I ended up with a tear or two.Janie Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10573607241326291404noreply@blogger.com