|Hannah, at 7 in 2008. This is my favorite picture of her.|
On July 27, 2001, R and I moved in together, several states away from our families. So though we adopted you in October that year, we selected your birthday as one that we (who am I kidding? that I) would always remember for its significance.
It was only a few short weeks post September 11th and R and I were discussing wanting a pet. I think we wanted to fill the void in our hearts, we wanted something innocent to cherish and protect, we wanted a semblance of Rockwellian ordinary life, and we wanted to feel more like a family unit. Maybe. I don't know. We were on the young side of twenty, practically still kids.
|The day we brought her home, in 2001. Still nameless at this point.|
The moment you were placed in my arms by the rescue shelter volunteer, there was no giving you back. You owned my heart that quickly.
Choosing a name for you took a couple of hours. See, we'd picked out a name for a cat (Philly, after the city) but it just seemed silly on you. I don't recall all of the names we tossed around. But I know it was me who said, "Hannah?" while we walked you outside, on the apartment's common grounds, and you perked right up. It was settled. Hannah Banana Lastname was officially ours.
|Like a seed, watch me grow. 2002|
I love you. Even though I know you likely felt less in our eyes when we started having babies and adopted more pets into our menagerie. Even though you never did stop barking at every Tom, Dick, and Hairy creature that walked past our house or dared saunter into your yard. Even though you are a naughty, tricksy food thief.
|A nanny dog for Slim, in 2006.|
I'm not ready to say good-bye yet. And though you are not at a point where I'd have to, you are showing your age more lately. My puppy has more aches and pains and isn't quite so spry, my sweet girl can occasionally be like a crotchety old man. Just promise me, that when the time comes, you let me know. Shh, yes, I am crying, don't look at me like that Hannah. I hope I am giving you a good life. Because I know you help make mine richer.
|Having a younger dog around helps keep her young, I think. 2011|