FAVe!!!#MEMORIES

My very fave song from early childhood/pre-preschool. Remember singing it to my St. Bernard, TISH. when I was like 3 or 4. On the seemingly GIGANTIC wooden steps of the GARGANTUAN front deck of the farmhouse my parents resided for awhile, "Outer Limits". She was the most perfect audience to my toddling STAR, picture perfect big brown pretty puppy dog eyes mesmerized on my cherubesque voice perfectly singing so heavenly sweet...in my head at least. Not like the wounded eunich it must of sounded like in reality. As I honestly then innocently knew singing filling the Twilight. It was prob Summertime I'm sure; Spring or Early Autumn perhaps-at that age these things were not yet conceptualized I guess now were they. Like it was yesterday they say a crystal clear and fond memory. What a pretty, pretty song. Havent heard it in a literal lifetime, decades(plural). And DAMN now I suddenly miss the hell out of that Dog. She was a gift to me the day  I was born. This baby puppy and this baby boy growing up paw and hand. Side by side was, it seems, an adorable plan. She would follow me the couple of blocks to elementary school. In retrospect seems maybe protectively because I rarely noticed but when I did boy I laid down the law with every crack my voice could carry. Many days she would be chillin on the playground or sniffin around the black top and I would get to leave school to take her home. Man those were the times. We would play and play and not even be playin hookie technically. She was my biggest pride. She made me, with no doubt in my head, so cool. She was, mostly in every memory concerned, my childhood really. 30+years after the facts old old neighbors had catalogs of very cute, funny and obviously adorable antedotals of mine and Tish’s follies around out and about explorations in those oh so carefree of years. I can't actually recall the exact conversations they overheard but I remember there were laughs and tears from so many laughs and more and more laughs from their recalling and just an overall beaming feeling guarantees they are about as cute as can be really for sure. Then there is an inexhaustible visual of me in my little cowboy hats and overalls from shortly after crawling well into many of the following sprawl of dog and/or non-dog years sharing her water bowl licking and slurping with the best of em in the 1970s. And honestly its selectively absent any memory of if I chowed down on puppy chow but chances are surely. Hell I ate houseplants after baby food. TISH was the love of my little not long at all whole darn life. She unexpectedly died the day my parents split. My little brother and I found her lifeless out in our new backyard. I don't remember crying. Well then that is-now is it seems to be a new tale all together then then then wouldn't it….Anyway yeah so that Debbie Boone hubba hubba huh? Haha #bornthisway ..clearly