My name is Ronnie Cakes Weiss. I was raised in Woodside, CA. I have two moms, a dad, a brother and a sister. My brother Shane specifically picked me out of the litter I was born into. Well, he thinks he picked me but I really picked him :) As soon as I saw him sit down to play with all the newborn puppies, I knew I had to be the first one in his lap. I wanted him to know that I would dedicate my life to being his best friend. My brothers and sisters were all so loving that I was worried he might pick one of them, but luckily he loved me as much as I loved him, and that is where my story begins.
I was born into a family that already had an adult chocolate lab named Mowgli. He was named after the movie "The Jungle Book." At first, I wasn't sure if he liked me as he was used to being the man of the house, but I quickly won him over and we became best friends. Mowgli taught me how to be a good puppy. I always loved the smell of shoes and socks, but he taught me that tearing up human clothes made the humans upset. Mowgli was very wise. I looked up to him. That's us in the Santa hats. I was still very young when he disappeared. I wasn't quite sure why, until now.
My family noticed I didn't like to be alone. I would get a little sad when they would leave for work or school. My brother and sister had to move away for college and that is when Lester came into my life. Lester was a cream colored cocker spaniel, very soft like velvet. One of my moms, Carol Ann, brought him to me. I was SO excited to have a brother again. Lester and I enjoyed running through the yard chasing birds, squirrels and deer. If we ever ran into trouble, I would stand up for my brother as I was bigger than him. He might have been wiser, being my older brother and all, but I was bigger :) Lester and I really liked treats, Christmas time and the NFL football team, the Raiders! Here are some pictures of me and my brother Lester!
Lester was very special to me and my family. His brother Alex disappeared as well, so we could relate to each other. Then, one day....Lester was gone. I didn't understand how he could leave us, now I do...
I had really cool moms. One was named Kathy and one Carol Ann, but I called them mom. They were both very special to me in their own ways. One thing they had in common is that they LOVED to dress me up. See my Raiders gear above, Carol Ann got me and Lester that outfit. My dad Bunny and brother Shane love the Raiders, and she knew me and Lester would want to make them happy by wearing jerseys. My other mom Kathy dressed me in the wackiest of hats, scarves and wigs. She used to do this to my brother Mowgli, and I knew I would be her next target. I was a good boy and stood still for pictures. I just wanted to make my mom Kathy happy and I liked dressing up more than I let off to her :) I actually think I look pretty cool in the Giants hat.
If you don't mind, I would like to talk a little more about my brother Shane. He was the COOLEST brother a dog could ask for. We have had so many special moments together. Even when Shane was working, he would make sure that I felt loved. We cuddled all the time, there was never a dull moment. You see, I have watched Shane grow up from a little boy into a man. I stood by his side through some hard times and was always there to celebrate the good. There were many things to celebrate...birthdays, graduations, job promotions and recently, him purchasing his first house. Here are some photos of me and my brother.
Life was good, no.... it was great. My mom Kathy took me everywhere with her.
I was her best bud and her mine. That will never change.
My favorite place was the beach. I could play for hours on end. The smell of the ocean....the sand in my fur. I LOVED to swim. My mom Kathy and I have a special connection to the ocean. It's where we went to think, it's where we went to play, it's the place that made us realize how lucky we were to have each other.
After playing, mom and I would lay by the fire.
Sometimes the deck....
Besides the beach, I spent a lot of time in the forest and the garden. Growing up in Woodside was doggie heaven. The smells, the sounds....oh the sounds....so many animals and birds!
Woodside is a magical place. I will miss it.
I was loved by many....
My mom Carol Ann and my dad Bunny even had a statue made of me and my brother Lester. It's in their garden.
At age 12, I started to feel a little different, not myself. My parents and siblings did their best to make sure I had the greatest care in the world but as hard as I tired to feel better, I felt tired and weak. Some days were good, others, not so good. Here is me with my brother and sister a few weeks ago.
I now understand where my dog siblings and friends are. In fact, I saw them all a few days ago. Everyone is happy up here. There are endless amounts of treats. The beaches are beautiful and the forest is like nothing you have never seen before. The best part? No one gets sick and no one is ever in pain. The hardest part about second life is not being physically with those on earth, but I am here to tell you that I am watching over you all. Everyone who is up here is watching over someone they love. No one should worry. We all live on.