As Rush’s Geddy Lee once famously Crooned: “We Are
Only Immortal for a limited time…”
If you’re lookin’ for some Hard Hittin’ Motor
Racing story today, then You’ll want to come back to No Fenders later next week,
as this tome is about Animals instead…
Naturally, it took me several days before I
began feeling like writing this story, since I didn’t even really know how I
wanted to “Pen” it? Not to mention the many tears rolling down my face some
Gory eight days later when I tried typing some more words…
But the strangest thing occurred when I finally
began trying to “Crystalize” my thoughts. A really long ago song that I haven’t
heard in decades came Screaming thru my mental Jupe Box, as Hall and Oates She’s
gone started playing over my internal loudspeakers!
As what’s so crazy about this, is when I looked
it up, I was Shocked to learn that the Rock ‘N roll Hall of Fame Duo, with 29
of their 33 Singles reaching the Top 40 of Billboard’s Hot 100, including six
No. 1 Hit Songs had originally written it in 1973! Before it was re-released in
1976 to greater acclaim, Peaking, Uhm No Danica Jokes here; at No. 7 on the
U.S. Billboard’s Hot 100 Chart.
“She’s gone, She’s gone, Oh Why, Oh Why, I
Guess I’d better learn how to Face It
She’s gone, She’s Gone, Oh Why, Oh Why, I’d Pay
the Devil to Replace Her”
On Sunday, May 23rd, as I awaited
the day’s Fast 9 and Last Row Shootout’s at Mother Speedway, the phone rang at 7:41AM
with Florentine’ F1 Spotter Jeannie telling me that Pixie had just Died that
morning Unexpectedly! As Pixie was a precocious 13yr old Chihuahua, that you couldn’t
help but Love!
As I had the privledge of knowing her for over
a decade, as longtime No Fenders readers will know of my many several Camping
Adventures with Mad Molly and thou Pixolator’ with Tacoma Bureau Chief Mary
Ellen. As ironically many of these included romps down to Florence, Oregon’s
acclaimed Sand Dunes at Honeyman’s State Park.
As Molly and Pixie who I affectionately nicknamed
GB1 and GB2, (Goof Ball) with Mad Molly GB1 and Pixie GB2 due solely to how I
was introduced to them, both Stole my Heart over a decade ago!
Yet I changed Pixie’s “Handle” after I long
tired of Spell Checker, before now using this Uber Annoying Autocorrect version
on winDOUGHS 10! Away from Thy Pixolator since it always asked me if I meant Purolator?
Which I suppose is where the nickname congealed from, since after all I am a
longtime devoted Gear Head, or as they say Down Under RevHead, but I digress…
If you’re either an Animal lover or Owner, then
you already know all about how much Joy a pet can bring into your life. As
Animal’s love is always unconditional!
Thus, thanks to Mary ellen, I’ve been amazingly
touched by many of the wonderful Canines she’s “Collected” over the years. For
which I’d have to say that Molly & Pixie, a true Flotsm ‘N Jetsm collabouration,
or was that Laurel and Hardy affair? As they were definetly Hilarious, Hya! Were
arguably my favourites! And that was before I ever thought I would adore Small
As I’ve written here on No Fenders before, Molly
left us nearly five years ago, whom I recall meeting for the first time in
earnest Wayback in 2008, ironically the very same year Pixie “rolled Out.” As
Molly was Pixie’s Aunt, which perhaps is part of why they fought so much? As
they didn’t become a “Package Deal” until some two years later, since ‘lil “Miss
Innocent,” Pixie the runt of her litter was reportedly causing too much trouble
with her original family…
As gory Hell! It’s amazing how fast a decade
goes by, or just the past five years since Pixie lost her best companion,
having never been alone before Molly’s death, which was obviously a big readjustment
period for her. Thus I won’t even attempt chronicling that time period, especially
since I Don’t Bloody remember All of it!
Fast forwarding to October, 2019, Pixie came to
Florence to live with Jeannie & Jonathan, and I was not only fortunate
enough to get to “See” Pixie weekly. But also was granted “Visiting rights” as
one of her many “Surrogate” parents! And I quickly adopted a ritual of saying
Hello to her and Goodbye to her everytime I got into their vehicle, which I’ve
nicknamed the Scooby Doo’ Van.
But unfortunately Pixie I suppose began showing
her age in Dog Years, as Mary Ellen was the first to notice her Cataracts a
year ago, and I think Jeannie took to calling her Boom-Boom? But this was just
solely in recognizing her vision loss, which I naturally understand myself, since
Y’all know I’m Freakin’ blind, righto?
As Pixie, who truly was a Wonderdog, Wuf Wuf!
Gave us quite the scare this February, albeit she’d taken to not eating previously,
most notably after Molly’s death.
But Pixie went four days without wanting to eat
anything, no matter what Jeannie tried to feed her, so we whisked her off to the
Veterinarian in “Nearby” Venita, which I scribbled about here on No Fenders in
the following tome.
Although I’m somewhat
leary to cut ‘N paste it into this riveting story, since when I did so for the
Mad Molly tribute link above, my Freakin’ Zoomtext Fusion 2021 Screen Reader
software decided to turn Off the Keyboard Echo without my “Asking” It to do so,
But I Digress, so here goes!
And now I cannot somehow but think about Romain
Grosjean and his Outlook upon life after his Horrific, Fiery Shunt in Bahrain, which
Y’all know about. And how the likeable Frenchman said something about how He’s
just living everyday like it’s a gift after that Horrific experience!
Which I know it doesn’t compare at All, but it’s
Funny Ha Ha?
Since Pixie seemed to have made a total 100% recovery
after going to the Vet and seemed Happy and fairly Healthy, other than she had
been having these Ginormous Sneezing Attacks ever since moving to Oregon, which
I’m told is the Allergy Capital of the Nation, Yikes!
And when she sneezed, her whole head shook and
then you’d ear her face repeatedly hitting the carpet since she was so low to
the ground, Aye Karumba!
As I always enjoyed joking about Pixie needing
to have some Rain tyres installed in order to lift her up another inch Off the
Ground, since she was such a “Low Rider,” Hya!
And we’ll never know what truly happened,
although apparently she had some sort of seizure?
Salute Pixie the Wonderdog, Wuf Wuf! As obviously “We’ll” Miss you…