Thursday, September 15, 2011
Rusty on Miss Mother
A form of respect in the South is to call an elder Miss or Mr. (insert first name here). So we always refer to Jan's mother as "Miss Mother." The last time we did this some thought we were saying we miss her. Yes, we do, but it's not a case of poor punctuation. To us she will always be Miss Mother.
We all met her at one time or another. Before Jan had the car, she took Crystal and Cotton (a year apart) down in a PTU inside a personal size shopping cart. As they came along, Cyndi, Percy and Cameron rode in a PTU in the car. The dogs got to visit frequently.
And, of course, I lived with Miss Mother for a time. I was her last Thanksgiving dinner. Not the main course. I was a present from Jan instead of a big Thanksgiving meal, and much more appreciated at the time. I was Miss Mother's companion for less than a year but the last words she spoke to Jan were, "Take care of Rusty!" Jan brought me home to become an official Funny Farmer.
We can not believe today is the 5th anniversary of her passing. Jan has been busy lately (mainly stealing our computer time) and the date just kind of hit her this morning. So we're going to take the day to remember the nice lady who encouraged and made it possible for Jan to give us all a home. Miss Mother loved animals and taught her children to love and respect us too.
Thank you, Miss Mother. Without your assistance, Jan wouldn't have been able to help us and we really prefer living here to the other option - dying at the shelter.