a picture saying its own words

No, it's not Puppy's birthday, it's just been 3 months. It feels like just yesterday, and also an eternity.

(If you're new to Puppy, go here then here, but bring a box of tissues.)

The secret one

I was strong. Until the end. Now I'm weak.

I am behind in reading blogs, so I only just got to read Dawg's post from yesterday. I didn't realize I needed to heal, but when I read it I could feel that I was starting to. No other blogger has made me cry so much, and I am glad to be able to be there for a friend, even if not physically.



Love you, Dawg. ((((HUG))))

eulogy

If you want to cry then you read this post. If you don't want to cry then you don't read that post. You'll be a better person for reading it, so you should cry a little (oh, who am I kidding, a lot).

Reality virtual

This post is probably quite clearly the result of me pouring through all the blog posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy Monster.

Why is it so much more accepted as valid to have been in someone's physical presence and formed a friendship versus having met online, shared each other's deepest hopes and dreams, and realized you want to be each other's friend?

I'm doing a count in my head and telling you that every single one of the friends I am close with except two are people I knew from the internet first. They became my friends there first. I didn't have to meet them to know how incredibly amazing they were.

And for anyone who argues that meeting someone in person gives us a better sense that the person is genuine: Is that really true? We all get tricked by people in our physical lives as well, from time to time. We all think we know people and then realize we don't know them as well as we thought. That's life.

I think Amy, creator of the graphics for the Puppy Monster memorial, says it best:

"Can you believe this? I've never been so proud to belong to a community before in my life. It's one thing to say you have friends, but it's another thing when the chips are down to see who really stands by you - no matter how far away, how well they know you, or if you've ever met face to face."

I can believe it, I'm so happy that there are truly good people in the world, and that I get to be a part of a truly selfless act for an incredible person. I'm also really happy that, much to his chagrin, Avi's reputation as a total asshole has been completely and utterly and irrevocably decimated. Sorry, sweetie, your teddy bear heart is shining through. And so are those of all the people who are showing Dawg support monetarily and through kind words. (But, Avi, scooch a little closer for a sec: If you make that kitten killing video you [I HOPE] joked about in order to get your reputation "back on track" I am not kidding about turning you in, so DON'T. DO. IT.)


To Helen and B and any of my other readers who may have quietly purchased graphics, thank you so very, very much.

little one

The 37-photo set is at flickr.

Thanks so much to everyone who has donated to Dawg for the costs associated with something he should never have even experienced, the loss of his son.

Avi just told me that as of 6:30pm today 117 people have donated almost $1800. I am so amazed by everyone's generosity. I have hope for this world. If you're interested in following the progress please visit Avi's blog and look in the sidebar. He's keeping the total updated periodically. If you haven't donated or you're able to give more please buy a graphic. Or two. Or 100. :) Every little bit helps.

Bad things and good people should never have to meet.

Last night I spent several hours reading blogger posts and comments about Dawg and Puppy. Then I abruptly shut everything off and went to sleep. This morning I had terrible, terrible nightmares that I don't want to discuss and when I awoke Georgie was jumping onto the bed to spend time with me. She got on my chest and pushed her head into my hand to pet her. Then she gestured that she wanted to come under the covers with me. I petted her for a while then I just burst into tears and she didn't know what to do so she jumped down. I sat up on the side of the bed and cried some more ... those achy, sobby tears ... then brushed my teeth and took a shower and got dressed. When I came downstairs I did what I always do on Saturday which is go visit Avi for his Saturday vlog. I knew it would be about Dawg and Puppy. I was trying to be a champ about it, but as soon as I saw that in 15 hours we had contributed $1100 to Dawg I just lost it all over again. Because Adam is such a good person for organizing this. Because we love a blogger and show him our support. Because I can't take back that day for Dawg. Because I want to give Dawg a big hug and take his pain away.

I love you, Dawg. I love you, Puppy, and I miss you.

I don't recall feeling a deeper sadness over the loss of a human being. NYC Watchdog posted that his son DJ (aka Puppy Monster) passed away as the result of an accident. I don't know what to say, I am too busy feeling.

Dawg doesn't want anyone to contact him but if you have seen him around my blog or have watched his Cereal Wednesdays please stop by and watch his Puppy Monster videos then offer your condolences in comment form. You can also donate to Dawg via Avi's website.

The Best Damn Thing

Just got Avril Lavigne's new album. I have decided that it is bubble gum punk. It rawks. Hard. Yar. (YAR!!!!)


Is it Cereal Wednesday yet? No? Hmph.

I met NYC Watchdog through Avi's comments but I didn't really pay much attention because there is A LOT of action going on in those comments. I happened to be strolling through Avi's awesome YouTube videos, and somehow stumbled onto NYCWD's. Vlogs about cereal? Hmm, interesting concept. Five videos later, particularly after the PUPPY MONSTER/Shrek video, and I was hooked. Go on, you know you wanna meet NYCWD and Puppy Monster:



And you wanna read NYCWD's blog.

And you wanna keep watching his Cereal Wednesday vlogs.

And then you wanna tell him how awesome he is. :)

Hay and I have actually had a few philosophical discussions about NYCWD's Cereal Wednesday concept and we'll continue to anxiously await each week's post so that we know what cereals to eat, how big a bowl to use for said cereal, and how cold our cereal's milk is actually supposed to be.

Edit: Woohoo! It's up! And, as all things are in the world, this week's Cereal Wednesday was influenced by none other than Avi:



Apparently it's now time for NYCWD to rename his blog A Pile of Avi Bones. Hehehehe.