My lady Frieda

Twelve and a half years ago I was given the gift of a little wrinkly puppy, a girl weimaraner, which I chose to name Frieda, "my lady frieds".  Over the next seven years we were pretty much inseparable.  My lady truly was my best friend, my companion, my room mate, the love of my life, my girl.  We walked every morning before I went to work, she would see me off and would be there to greet me with bouncing bells on as I returned to be by her side.  It was wonderful to come home and be with my Frieda.   She made me feel like the luckiest girl and I know the feeling was mutual.  I would sing to her every time I came home and more and she would crazily wag her funny short/long tail, and wiggle and dance and sing along with me and often hump my leg-to show her love :) .
 In 2005 Frieda moved with me to Los Angeles where the escapades took full force and continued.  In the unfamiliarness and no doubt craziness of LA-she escaped many times in search of me, when I had left the house.  Thankfully we were always reunited unharmed.  She braved highway type streets, broke through screens, opened bolted doors, unlocked gates, and more to find me when she felt she could not be left alone.  My lady loved me and I too loved my lady.  In attempts to 'find myself' and holding various jobs   I even attempted a couple business' with Frieda as the leading lady "My Friend Frieda.  Friendly dogwalking service and more"  and "The Hound Lounge.  distinctive designer dogbeds".  When visiting Denver on my year away, I rarely flew back to visit because we did everything together and it was too hot to fly a dog on a plane, so we happily drove the 12 hours together each way.
In May of 2007 we met Jason and his dog, anther blue weimaraner, Mr. Blue at a dog walking fundraiser in Washington Park.  Jason started to win me over when I saw how he treated his dog and also my Frieds.  I'll never forget taking a trip to Indiana shortly after we started dating, and talking to him on the phone.  It was about 10PM Denver time and he was out walking the dogs in the park, letting them run through the waters of a river by his apartment.   He took them on hikes, bike rides, and more.   I knew right there he was a special person and I wanted to spend more time with this man who showed so much love to both his dog and mine.   Frieda and Blue became best friends and Jason and I fell in love.  In 2009 he proposed to me, with our dogs,  where we met, in Wash Park, and we continued to have them by our side as often as we could.  Although our lives changed with two girls, a new house and four years of marriage, our little family was very happy.  
I looked forward to walking my dogs and girls every day and although often receiving the comment "wow do you have your hands full"  or  "you are brave" I couldn't have been happier with my double-stroller full of my beautiful girls and my two dogs walking tangled up around us.
It is with a heavy heavy heart that yesterday, Saturday, June 14th, we had to say good-bye to Frieda.  Our lady developed a herniated disk and although treating as well as we could, she couldn't recover.  She declined fast and was in a lot of pain.  There was nothing more we could do to help her.  The memories flashed before me as I slept by her side one last night.  I wanted to talk to her all night about the joy she brought to my life, the memories, the laughter, the love.  But instead I most sobbed and told her how much I loved her.  
My heart feels a piece has been broken off.  Our home feels sad.  My wonderful friend Frieda is gone.  I thank Frieda for introducing me to Laura and her dog Nelly.  I thank her for uniting me and Jason and making our family who we are.  I thank Frieda for bringing me so much love, joy, laughter, and comfort when I have felt pain. I thank Frieda for being so gentle with Lucia and so tolerant of Scout.  Although they changed our relationship I know she loved them. I thank Frieda for sharing her love with so many of my best friends and letting our beautiful friend Anna look after her, as her own when i traveled to Kenya.
I got a text from a friend Amy Barrett saying, "so sorry about your sweet girl- she was with you for a part of your life-but remember you were her whole life-- and what an amazing life you gave her".  Frieda, I whole heartedly LOVED giving you your whole life.  You could not have been more perfect for me and the life we shared, I hope you know....  You will always hold a piece of my heart.
And to the father of our daughters and our dogs, you too could not have been a better dad to our lady frieds.  Thank you Jason for treating my dog with love from day 1.  Happy Fathers Day to my husband and to the father of our girls, Mr. Blue and our lovely lady Frieds.  I love you Jason.  I love you Lucia and Scout and Mr. Blue.  Frieda, you will never be forgotten. I LOVE YOU LADY FRIEDS. We will meet you one day at the gates of Heaven! Until then, please send Blue strength as I know how hard this will be for him too.. And one more time, on paper so you can see it any time you like my lady, your song (to the tune of "You Are My Sunshine") 

"She is my lady. She is my lady. She is my lovely lady Frieds.  Oh I love her, my lady, Oh my lovely lady Frieds. (And added on after we met blue)  And then there's Mr Blue. And then there's Mr Blue.  It's lady Frieds and Mr Blue. Oh we love them, our doggies, lady Frieds and Mr. Blue".