Sunday, June 30, 2019

Wild Roses

The wild roses are in bloom.

They are so fragrant!  Chance liked to eat rose hips, he would eat all the rose hips that he could reach,  so we planted a wild rose on his grave.  In a few years it may bloom.  We still miss Chance every single day.

Far Side

21 comments:

Victoria Zigler said...

You'll always miss him. It's been almost five years since I lost Kero, and I still miss him like it was yesterday.

I love roses too.

Cathie said...

They stay in our hearts forever!

Laurel Wood said...

We all loved Chance through your blog but I know you two miss him so very much. How sweet to have planted roses on his grave. xo

farm buddy said...

A wild rose for Chance was a great choice! I have planted all sorts of wild flowers on Scout's grave, like trillium, violets, and columbines. I might see if I can get a wild rose going too!
I am sorry things have been somewhat discouraging as for as the transplant surgery goes. I hope you can still have an opportunity to give it a go. I know many are pulling for you, definitely including me and my canine crew!!

Jenn Jilks said...

A beautiful rose.
You are on quite the journey. It's a lot to digest, isn't it? All the best. Deep breath.

L. D. said...

Your friends on the blog are sharing your walk and are in prayer for all the steps. I too am missing Chance and our Barney every single day. I think now for sure I will move my Iowa wild rose to the new place in honor of both of our dogs. As it spreads I will just keep it cut back. My wild rose bloomed this year as it did not last year because of the drought. My Iowa wild rose astrally came from Minnesota years ago.

Gemma's person said...

Hugs to you both and a tear in my eye. I know the feeling you feel and it will forever tug at your heart.

sillygirl said...

I miss Chance and I hadn't ever met him - except through your blog. He was a good dog.

Linda Reeder said...

I love wind roses, but now they will have an added meaning. Ah, Chance, you good old dog.

Maebeme said...

What a sweet memory! The wild roses are lovely, we have them here along the roadside as well.

DJan said...

I also miss Chance and hope to hear about the day rose hips arrive on his grave. He was a rare and wonderful critter, who is the only blogging dog I ever heard of. :-)

Tired Teacher said...

I love that Chance has a wild rose planted on his grave.

Sara said...

Wild roses are so delicate and pretty. I definitely understand the missing of our loved pets. That is why I refused to have any cats or dogs for so many years. But I gave in - almost 18 years ago - and now I dread watching our geriatric cat getting so old and arthritic.

Terry and Linda said...

I miss him also and I didn't live with him. I so understand that loss.

Granny Marigold said...

What a lovely thing to do. I hope the rose bush thrives and blooms and produces lots of rose hips!

diane in northern wis said...

Your sweet chance....what a wonderful dog and pal. To be missed forever.

Sam I Am...... said...

I didn't know they had fragrance. Chance....do you think he and Nitty met up? I hadn't thought about that until now but my girls were familiar with him because I talked to them about Chance and would relate his 'news' to them. I think dogs understand better than humans at times. I know they listen better!

thecrazysheeplady said...

Me, too :-(.

Anonymous said...

My mother and I split an order for roses and now when they bloom I know she is sending her love down to me and Chance will send his love in the blooms of his roses.

Betsy said...

Oh what a sweet thing to do. These furbabies are so close to our hearts. I can imagine how you miss Chance. Just reading about him helped me know how special he was. I don't know what I'll do without my Chloe. She's my constant shadow. It's hard enough losing Frannie the cat last week. They leave holes in our hearts that never really heal.
Blessings,
Betsy

Shirley said...

I didn't know dogs like rosehips- I will have to see if mine will eat them. My horses will eat them.
Wild roses have an absolutely beautiful scent; perfect for your beautiful dog. I planted bleeding heart on Reba's grave.