A little dog lives on a shelf near my kitchen window, the rectangle of glass that I stand in front of while I wait. Waiting for coffee to drip, food to cook and often be eaten at the sink underneath. The main window where I quietly watch some of the world pass on by and think or try not to.
Coffee cups, Calendars and Pictures are some of the Pop Culture commercial products that turn into gifts when you walk down the path of life with a pet.
Before Sarrah’s first Christmas She was given her own ornament.
Initially I thought this odd little white dog with black spots, beige and brown wings, a gold wire halo and string to hang it was strange, a dog ornament for a dog.
As newness of these trinkets wears off, they blend into cupboards, shelves, walls and some boxes along with the rest of a person’s possessions. Quietly these items are not really even noticed for a few years and then they become souvenirs of a life.
The little Angel Dog that I once thought odd came out for Christmas 2010 and never went back.