dixie loveAwe, Dixie Doodle Dog. Here’s a glimpse of what life was like with my expat Scoodle, Dixie Doodle. She was the sweetest thing. She even accompanied me to counseling sessions when I saw children in my practice back in Texas. She had one ear up like her daddy who was a full blooded Scottish Terrier and one ear down like her Poodle momma.

Besides my suitcase, she was the only thing I brought when I moved to Costa Rica. She had never seen the ocean. She had not seen a monkey, crab or iguana. She was a pampered lady turned explorer.  It was fascinating to watch her fear turn to enthusiasm. You would not believe the way this little country changed her. Just like me she found herself in the wildness of nature.

The dogs here are so full of life. Our neighbor dog McEnroe, aka “The Party Dog” instantly took us under his wing to teach us everything we would need. He found a way under his fence almost daily to get to our house. He protected Dixie and introduced her to a little bit of rule breaking, like how to get out of the fence.

Dixie crossed over 6 months ago but we will never forget the sweetest dog we’ve ever known.

Here’s a little poem about our memories.


Riding in my bike basket

Dixie dog in my bike basket, bellies and hearts full.
We venture left instead of right toward the ocean pull.
Stripped down to my suit that now doubles as clothes.
I stun at our earth and the new outfit she chose.
She is gorgeous as ever, dropping my jaw as my bike hits the sand.
I collapse on the beach in this fantasy land.


We take it all in while the sun still shines.
Rolling thunder clouds are moments behind.
Dixie chases crabs, digging as fast as she can.
Unable to keep up, they disappear in the sand.


A quick dip in the ocean as the thunder begins.
Dixie heads to her basket signaling we better begin.
The ride is bumpy, dirty, tiring. Sometimes I have to stop.
Some days I cannot bear the hills so I get off and walk.
The rain now pours, thunder roars and lightning strikes.
But I have learned to love it all as simply part of life.
Such is all roads on our journey, some pain us as we go.
But the memories made between the ride are worth the rough trek home.
~ Juls♥

P.S. I love you Dixie Doodle Dog. Thank you for teaching me unguarded love.

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Dixie’s friends: From left to right – Misha, McEnroe the Party Dog, Dixie Doodle and Lucy.

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julssJuls lives in Costa Rica where she finds her inspiration in nature. She is the author of her memoir  THE YEAR OF THE FROG:A Tattletale Fairytale (a very adult tale)
available on Amazon, Kindle, iBooks, Scribd, Kobo, Ciando, Flipkart and more.
  PachaMama Prattle is coming soon. It’s a collection of letters, stories, poetry and activities for adults to co-create, meditate and color the world awake.


Contact Juls by email at JulsAmor@yahoo.com. On facebook look for Juls Amor.

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