Don't Want a Foggy Brain.

Obviously I have been having some trouble with blogging... really it is writing in general. I really haven't kept up on my journal much since I got married... I had times of drought with my journal growing up, but for the most part, I think I kept descent records.... well... most of it was filled with what boy I like that week, and the drama that ensued, so maybe it has diminished because I no longer have the drama! Ha ha! But to the point... I really want to write about Ralphy. I just love him so much, and he was just such a special part of our lives, and he was just so hilarious, I don't wan't to forget it! But I talked about that already..

Not sure if the best way is to write it in a journal, or on this little blog.. Maybe both! I just need to do it! It's hard to know where to start!... I guess I'll just start from the beginning!

Of course I remember the first time I saw my little Ralphy, and boy was he little! I came home late from a night with my friends, it was my Senior Year of H.S., so every night was a late night.. When I got home, the kitchen light was on, and I thought for sure I was in trouble for being so late. I cautiously walked into the kitchen to see mom looking at the ground. I peered around the corner, and saw something really small.. I pulled back and screeched a little bit fearing it was a mouse! I soon realized it was a tiny little puppy. The absolute cutest puppy I have ever seen! He fit in the palm of my hand! I sat on the floor and he came up to me. He had a little rubber centipede he started to play with... it had to have been the tiniest dog toy around, and it was still huge for Ralphy! It was love at first sight. I just couldn't get over him!

We were all so caught up in baby Ralph, that we didn't even take a picture of him while he was at his tiniest! Can you believe that! I even took him to school with me, I just had to show him off to everybody, he was my little baby! I remember carrying him around in a little box with a blanket, he was napping so much, he really wan't a fuss at all. I had him at school for hours! People would ask me what was in the box, and I would say, my little puppy! They looked in the box, and they couldn't even see him because he was so tiny, I had to point him out!

Our family was deciding what would be the best name for him. I remember walking around the Hall after school with Malarie on that day, she followed me around all day she loved Ralphy so much, I mentioned we were thinking about Alfie or Ralphy or something like that. We decided that it had to be Ralphy. He pretty much told us so with his little "rralf" bark. It was his name, it was the perfect name. Can you imagine it being anything but? He was Ralphy!

Real Boy Dog

It has been hard for me to start this blog for Ralphy. It was so hard for me to deal with his loss, and I still feel that tugging hurt in my heart when I remember that he is actually gone. I decided to name this blog "Real Boy Dog" because he was so much more than just "a dog" to us all. We always told him he was "a real boy". He was part of us and our family. I call him my "Animal Soul Mate", because he really was. I have never felt the type of connection I had with Ralphy for any other animal, and honestly, with a lot of people too. When he died, I felt like part of my soul died too. I really did, and I think it was so hard for me to handle because I know I will never have that kind of connection in this life again. Pretty crazy for some people to understand, I know. But he is my baby Ralphy.... and I will always miss him!

I wanted to start this blog for all of us. To write and remember our memories of sweet Ralphy. I know I need and want to do that, because I have so many, and with time, our memories tend to fade. So please, write, post pictures, let's remember our "Kitty Ridder Ralph". Then we will be able to look back at this, and feel good about how much Ralphy touched our lives. Get sappy (like I have), and get happy, because that was Ralphy! He brought so much happiness to us!