She now farts. Never did before. At least not that I smelled. As a puppy and always, Luke had the stinkiest farts! I know other dogs have this claim to fame, and there are even farting dog books ( I've read several ) but Luke was the King of Farts. And you never, ever heard them. Soundless SBDs Silent But Deadly, as we used say. Without moving a muscle or a hair, he'd drop the bomb like slow seeping gas filling the room. Our first exposure filled the car the day we took them home. We looked at each other and wondered where that smell was coming from. After all, we were driving through cattle land at the northern tip of the Big Island. But we both figured out, it was coming from the back seat. We just laughed, not knowing it would become one of his greatest skills. Now Leia is developing that skill. I thought hers would contain audio. She has a strange way of making human sounds; like sighing, snorting, burping, snoring, sometimes singing sounds. She cried like a human when we put him in the ground, kinda like sobs. Sorry for that sad bit of information. This is how I deal with my grief. Grief is a necessary part of life. It makes us feel alive. When we allow our selves to deeply grieve, we open our hearts for the inevitable joy to come. Now, Leia's my best pal and faithful follower. Her playful spirit fills my heart with joy.
